Not Over You (A Troyler Fanfic)

Falling

“Hey, Tyler?” Troye asked. He wasn’t really sure if he could call Tyler his boyfriend yet. They had just shared another kiss, and Troye was on top of the moon happy, but he had some doubts. This was what had happened three months ago, when Troye was so close to being in love. And then Tyler had stopped it. Troye knew he couldn’t get his heart broken again.

“You’re not gonna break up with me again, right?”

Tyler didn’t know how to respond. “Well, I can’t exactly say that I won’t break up with you, but I promise it will be for a substantial reason, not because I can’t handle a long distance thing, or another stupid thing.”

Troye didn’t miss a beat. “So you’re saying it was a stupid decision breaking up with me?” He smirked.

Tyler laughed at the way Troye’s eyes lit up. “Um, yes, it was.”

Troye didn’t miss another beat. “Also, we’re back together then? Can we start over?”

Why was Troye’s flirting game on point? Tyler kissed Troye, on the cheek, and said “Does this answer your question?”

“No,” said Troye. “Tillyyyy you gotta give me an answer.” He made puppy dog eyes at Tyler until he caved.

Their fingers intertwined, Tyler said “Well, I’ve never really gotten the whole ‘can we start over’ thing. Like how can we start over? We can’t pretend that we never dated or anything. But I mean, we can continue where we left off. Is that okay?”

Troye’s face lit up, and he smiled from ear to ear. “Okay!” He jumped up and down, resembling a puppy, Tyler thought.

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The day went by fast. Troye and Tyler didn’t let go of each other, so their hands were always together, or Troye’s hand would be around Tyler’s back. They went to a cafe, to a park, and overall laughed a lot. It was their new first date, Troye thought. And when Troye described that portion of the day, one word came to mind: happy.

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In the evening, they walked to Tyler’s apartment together. They passed a little shop, and Tyler insisted on going in. When they were done, they continued strolling down the street.

“Ew! Why are you holding hands? Fags.” An elderly woman had this response as Troye and Tyler walked by, hand in hand, as they had been all day. Tyler, having lived here for a long time, knew to walk past, and that’s what he told Troye. However, Troye, having been brought up by a loving family, and had never experienced comments like this thrown at him. Blinking back tears, he turned from Tyler to face this lady.

“Excuse me? I know you may not like me being gay, or whatever,” Troye said bravely. The lady flinched at the word gay, as if it was repulsing.

“But please don’t call me that. You can have your own beliefs, just please don’t be rude to me or my boyfriend. We have done nothing wrong, and it is not our problem if you are the only one that sees the problem.”

And Troye continued walking with Tyler, leaving the lady confused and angry. “Sorry,” he said to Tyler. “She was making me angry.”

“It’s fine,” Tyler said, “It’s not as bad here as some other countries, so we’re okay. And hearing you call me your boyfriend? It was all worth it.”

Troye laughed. “Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend,” he chanted. Tyler pushed him slightly, and he turned and bumped into another stranger, saying sorry. He rejoined Tyler and they tried to hide their laughter, as they headed home.

“Hey, Tyler? It’s kinda late. Can I just stay at your place for the night?”

“Sure!” said Tyler, trying not to seem too ecstatic that his best friend wanted to sleep at his place.

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“So, I can sleep on the sofa, okay? You can take the bed,” said Troye. He didn’t want to seem like a bother.

“Okay,” said Tyler, fluffing a pillow for Troye. He draped a blanket over the sofa.

The watched a horror movie, where Troye threatened Tyler with “I’m gonna get scared in the middle of the night, thought.” But they watched the movie nevertheless.

Like Troye had predicted, he couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned, but his mind kept coming back to the movie. Every corner of the apartment looked like there could be something lurking in it, and soon, even though he didn’t want to, got up and went to Tyler’s room.

Troye couldn’t help but wonder how on earth Tyler looked so damn adorable while he was asleep. He gently prodded Tyler, and finally, Tyler woke up.

“Can I sleep here?” Troye whispered, gesturing to the bed. “I’m kinda really scared.”

Tyler rubbed his eyes. “Yeah,” he said. “Remember when you would ask me that when we were dating before?”

Troye smiled. “And you would answer me ‘Troye, I’ll always be your pillow. You're so dumb and romantic and shit gosh.’”

Tyler rolled his eyes, too. “Watch your tone, young man, or there is going to be no kisses in your future."

Troye pecked Tyler's cheek. "But does the pillow thing still stand?"

Yeah. It’s still true.”

Troye kissed Tyler’s head. He climbed under the soft blankets and soon, Tyler’s head found its way to Troye’s chest. Their legs were intertwined, Troye’s hand was in Tyler’s hair, and his arm was around Tyler’s chest. They snuggled even closer at parts of the night, and if you were just a passerby, you would have thought they were in love, the way their arms reached for the other. The way Tyler would sleep back on his own pillow, but would somehow decide that Troye’s chest was better, softer.

They weren’t in love, at least not yet.

But they were falling.

Hyello!! So almost 400 reads what? Here’s a fluffy one for you guys. Troyler sleeping together really gives me feels.ALSO, HERE’S A PSA. Do you guys remember when Andrew was controlling Troye and he didn’t have much say and had to ask for permission and so on? Well, that is a form on mental abuse. It’s an actual problem. If you know anyone who struggles with this kind of abuse, or any kind, please call a help line. If you want a specific one, The Trevor Project can always help.

In other news, I know, I haven’t updated for two weeks…… I’m soo exhausted with school and I have other stuff after and ugh.

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Love you!
Have a wonderful day,

Shreya :)