Tyler's POV
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"Well, yeah," Connor shrugs and grins. "You two act like it sometimes."
I'm about to grin when Troye snorts in a 'as-if-that's-ever-happening' way. My half grin instantly falls. Because I'm standing behind Troye, he doesn't see this, but Connor does and gives me a quick look.
I pretend I didn't notice so that he won't ask me about it later and Troye continues the conversation.
After we've rounded up the rest of the gang, we make our way to a cute little French restaurant, about five to ten minutes away from our hotel.
Only, the walk takes us about twenty minutes because we are stopped multiple times by local and touring fans.
When we finally arrive at the restaurant, we sit down at a table for 8 - we have one seat extra, but oh well.
Troye is next to me (*fangirls*), Connor is on the other side, Zalfie are directly across from me and Troye and Caspar and Joe are across from Connor. The spare seat, obviously, is next to Connor.
A blonde lady comes over and takes our orders.
"Bonjour," she says, smiling at us. "Or hello, whichever suits you." She doesn't have a French accent, more of a British accent. This is probably just a temporary job for her.
"Hello," I say just a Zoe says "Bonjour."
The lady grins at us. Her gazes shifts over everyone and appears to stop at Troye.
Troye doesn't notice, but stares right back at her.
She finally takes everyone's order, her eyes lighting up when she hears Troye's Australian accent, and when she's about to leave, she winks at him seductively.
Troye freezes, and a blush spreads across his cheeks.
I clench my fist under the table. Why doesn't Troye just tell her he's gay?
The lady flounces away, and Troye looks at me desperately.
His expression makes me grin against my will.
He frowns, and starts talking to Zalfie.
I strike up a conversation with Connor.
A little while later, the waitress comes back with our meals. She sets them down, and stares straight at Troye.
"My name's Arabella," she says. "What's yours?"
"T-Troye," Troye stammers out. "With an 'e' at the end."
"Troy with an 'e'. Interesting," Arabella says thoughtfully.
She winks at Troye again and walks off.
By now, everyone at our table are sniggering, except for me and Troye.
I'm too angry and, well, admittedly jealous, to laugh and Troye just looks slightly intimidated.
"So, um," says Joe when he's finally able to breathe again. "What do you think of her?"
Troye shudders.
"C'mon, she's hot," Caspar says, grinning.
Troye shakes his head.
I repress a smile - there's no need for me to be jealous. Troye obviously doesn't care for her. There's still a chance for me.
"Why not?" Alfie presses. Zoe shoots him a reproachful look. "I'm not saying she's hot," he added quickly.
"Guys, seriously?" Troye rolls his eyes. "Is she a boy?"
"No," Joe grins.
"Then no," Troye says, laughing. Everyone else joins in.
Just as we're about to leave, Arabella comes jogging up to us.
"Hi," she says breathlessly to Troye when she's only about a metre away.
"Uh-"
"I just finished my shift. Wanna come back to mine?" She hooks a finger around Troye collar, and roughly pulls him towards her.
He gulps, and tries to walk away.
Arabella then gives us a look that says 'a little privacy?'
As if, she's in a public restaurant.
No one moves.
Arabella rolls her eyes and moves closer to Troye so that there's nearly no space between them.
His face is a deep red, but he's too polite to tell her to go away.
He might be too polite, but I'm not.
I walk right up to them, and shove them apart - gently... ish - and turn to Arabella, who's giving me an angry look.
"He's gay," I say bluntly.
"How do you know?" She demands, glancing at Troye.
"I happen to be his boyfriend," I say, coming up with an excuse on the spot. I look over at Troye, who's an even deeper shade of red than before, if that's even possible.
I walk over to his and grab his hand. "See?" I say.
Arabella just huffs and storms out of them restaurant.
I reluctantly let go of Troyes hand. "You owe me one," I grin at him as we leave.
"Yeah, thanks," he says, still blushing madly.
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A/N: Idk what the point of this chapter was, except that it was fun to write :P
So yeah.
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Trip to France - Troyler
Fanfiction"You know what you said before? That you love me to the end of the Universe and back?" "Yeah?" "The Universe has no end." "Exactly." When Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley go to France with some friends, things they never expected to happen, happen. Spar...
