If Only You Knew (Troyler Fanfiction)

Chapter 33: Confessions

Tyler POV

The bright rays of sun were shinning through the open window directly onto where I was laying. God I hate mornings. I started to roll over but instead of rolling onto the soft mattress of my bed I rolled directly onto the floor. My shoulder made contact with the floor and even though the carpet braced my fall I still felt a sharp pain shoot through my bone.

Why was I on the couch? Oh, that right I slept out here with Troye. Wait Troye. I immediately forgot about the pain and I pulled myself up off of the floor to greet the perfect boy on the couch but when I looked up all I saw was the brown fabric and a mess of blankets. Just as I began to worry about where Troye was the warm scent of coffee filled my nose and I immediately walked into the kitchen. Troye probably got up early and went to make breakfast.

I walked into the kitchen laughing to myself at how much I overreacted to something with such a simple explanation. I walked through the door but instead of seeing the perfect boy standing in front of me I saw a single coffee cup sitting on the counter but nobody in sight. I walked over to it, my footsteps landing heavily on the cold floor. A small note was written in Troyes handwriting.

Had to run over to the studio for a quick meeting. Don't miss me too much xx

(PS If you couldn't already tell I made coffee for you- two sugars and vanilla flavored milk, just how you like it)

-The best boyfriend ever

I just laughed to myself at how he decided to end the letter, that little twink. I picked up my coffee and brought it into the living room and stuck that note in my back pocket. I plopped down on the couch and I could still smell Troyes scent on the pillows. Everything about him brought a smile to my face, it should be illegal to love someone this much.

I was just sitting there holding one of the pillows like it was Troye himself. I didn't want to let go, every second we were apart I felt this longing to run to him. He was my other half, and without him I felt like a part of myself had been torn away.

I snapped out of my trance when I heard the door open. I hoped it was Troye coming back from his meeting. I just wanted to hold him. Holding the real him was so much better then holding a pillow that smelled like him. My eyes anxiously stared at the door waiting for the person standing behind it to walk in. The door opened and I felt myself lunge forward ready to run up and jump in Troye's arms as he came through that door but of course I got my hopes up for nothing. It was just Marcus.

He walked into the room wearing a white muscle shirt and navy blue running shorts. Small drops of sweat clung to his perfectly tanned skin showing off the contours in his arms. He was completely oblivious to the world, his head phones were blasting the unmistakable beat of Lady Gaga's Applause and I felt my heart race. I wasn't sure if it was because I could hear my queen singing or just seeing Marcus look that attractive but either way I wasn't complaining.

"Closet Lady Gaga fan?" I spoke up and as soon as Marcus heard my voice he looked at me in pure shock. I guess he didn't expect me to be awake before noon.

"I guess you could say that." He said shyly as he turned off his music and put his phone back in his pocket.

"Early morning jog?" I asked. Obviously he had just gone for a jog, but I needed to keep this conversation going so I could stare at him for a little longer.

"Well I've got to keep this hot body in shape somehow." He said with a joking tone but he and I both knew that he had one hot body.

"Well I think you're doing a pretty good job with that." I felt like a middle school girl talking to her crush. I don't have a crush on Marcus or anything, at least I don't think so.

"I'm going to go take a shower real quick. Don't miss me too much." He took one of his hands and placed it on the back collar of his shirt and in one swift motion he pulled it right over his head. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from making any involuntary noises that would give away the fangirl session I was having in my head right now.

As he walked out of the room I released the breath I didn't know I was holding. Wow Marcus was gorgeous. I don't think I've ever seen a more attractive guy before. How does someone go and exercise but still end up looking flawless after it?

Tyler snap out of it, Marcus is your friend you can't think about him like that. I need a distraction. I grabbed my laptop and as I opened it I saw the footage Marcus and I shot yesterday. I might as well just edit this now, I have nothing better to do while Marcus is in the shower.

I started cutting the video together and adjusting the sound when necessary, I didn't want to kill anyone using headphones with my incredibly loud cackle. After re-watching the video a few times to make sure it looked good I was finally happy with the editing. Now I just had to pick my blooper for the end. I started looking through some of the clips I hadn't used and just seeing how ridiculous we looked made me want to cry. I was holding my stomach trying to control my laughter but I couldn't. This was by far my favorite video on my channel.

"What are you so giggly about?" Marcus questioned as he came walking into the room. His hair was still wet from his shower and he was wearing black skinny jeans and had a gray t-shirt in his hands. I wasn't complaining about it though. That would be like complaining Taylor Lautner took off his shirt too much in Twilight, it's just not a possibility. I'll always take a chance to stare at hot boy's abs.

"Come look at our video. It's actually the funniest thing I've ever seen."

He threw his shirt on and then walked over and took a seat next to me. I started the video at the beginning and by the end we were lying on top of each other hysterically laughing.

"We make a pretty good team." Marcus said as he looked at me. He had really pretty eyes. I've never really looked at them before but they were a beautiful greeny hazel color.

"That we do Marky Butt Butt." I said, still staring into his eyes. Something about his gaze just had me mesmerized.

We sat there for a little while just smiling at each other. Suddenly Marcus spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence that had fallen on us.

"Tyler, I need to tell you something."

"Go for it." I sat up and looked him in the eye and he seemed to get nervous, like he was just about to tell me his biggest secret that he's never told anyone before.

"Tyler I'm in love with you."

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