Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Part IV

Caspar POV

As Joe went to answer the door for the two boys, I couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. Nervous that he knew something was off about that night. Nervous that he knew he was forgetting something important. Nervous that he'd remember it.

God, did I wish he would never remember what happened that night.

But some of it probably already did. I could tell when he was zoned out, wincing every once in a while trying to piece certain things together, but whatever he remembered, he wasn't sharing. I just it was because it was irrelevant.

Anyways, Joe opened the door, and Tyler said his signature,"Heyyyyy!" dragging the end out and giving Joe a bear hug. I felt s light pang in my stomach, knowing I'd like to be the one in Joe's arms, though I knew I shouldn't be thinking things like this, especially since I knew without a shadow of a doubt that Tyler would never be into Joe, commerce about his attractiveness aside. Tyler once confessed to me that if he ever dated a YouTuber, it'd be Marcus Butler, but he said it so sarcastically that I knew that was a lie. Especially since his eyes flitted towards Troye not long after. I mean, I'm not saying anything, but... #Troyler.

I went over to Troye, and lifted him off the ground in my arms, swinging him around like he was a princess."Aw, Casp,"he drawled, leaning his head onto my shoulder,"I didn't realize you missed me this much." He giggled, and I smiled at his cheekiness. This is why I loved my friendship with Troye Sivan; we were the opposite of no homo, and it was the greatest thing ever because neither of us really had boundaries with our friendship. We tell each other everything, though I haven't said a word about the Joe thing, and whatever goes on between him and Tyler stays behind locked doors.

"Of course I did, Troye Sivan," I giggled, pressing my cheek against his in another embrace. "South Africans always stick together."

"I go by Australian, Caspar."

I pouted, and shoved him insistently away from me in a joking manner. "Fuck you TroyeSivan18."

By now, Tyler and Joe were in fits of laughter watching us, and Lord knows how fans would react if they were watching us right now. Traspar, as the people call us, is one of the most agreed upon BROtps in the YouTube community. "You guys are adorable. You make me sick," Tyler said, (( REFERENCE )) clapping a hand on my shoulder and pulling me into a hug as greeting.

"Hey, Tyler," I said, still chuckling slightly from my encounter with Troye. I was vaguely aware of Joe and Troye greeting each other beside us. As I pulled away from Tyler's embrace, I said, smirking and wiggling my eyebrows,"So, how is Troyler?"

Troye rolled his eyes, and Tyler said,"Well, we aren't fucking against a wall if that's what you're getting at. And we're the same as ever." I couldn't help but notice that he wasn't very enthusiastic with that, but it could've just been because they could've heard this question too many times already.

"And by the same, he means madly in love," Joe said, causing my to burst into laughter. Troye snorted in a very un-Troye way, and Tyler's cackle could be heard in Jamaica.

"You two are terrible," Troye said, the blush in his cheeks evident. "How's Jaspar?" he asked, switching gears.

"Oh, you know, making sweet, sweet love every other hour," I told them with a straight face, and Joe shoved me to the side, making me bang my shoulder in the wall. I winced at the sudden impact, and said,"Jesus, Joe, why don't you break my other arm while you're at it."

Joe exhaled suppressed laughter, and came over to console me with a reassuring hand on my shoulder, and said,"Aw, sorry about that, Casp." I glanced at Joe, and he did look a little sorry, but definitely more amused than regretful. It wasn't until a few seconds later that I realized I've been looking at him too long, so I switched tactics and met Troye's eyes.