I'm Sorry (Troyler)

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Okay hi I've been doing a lot of troyler and phan lately. I don't really know what other ships to write about. Troyler seemed to fit this one well so I decided on that. I'll try to include other ships as well. Also, go watch Connor's new video. It is so amazing and inspirational. I'm so proud of him. Also, go watch Youtube Rewind 2014. It is amazing. Okay enjoy.

Tyler POV:

I opened up my laptop and logged into Skype. I looked at my list of friends and saw that Troye was logged in. I had originally been wanting to talk to him, but ever since the incident I don't think he would want to see my face. I really hurt him, didn't I? God, I fucked up so bad this time. I should've never went to that party, I should've never gotten drunk, and I should've never hurt him! Maybe if I hadn't gotten drunk, he would still be here. We were talking about him moving to LA, but he said he didn't want to leave his family. He's not coming now. He never will be. I screwed up so bad. Why did I have to go and drink?

I don't even know if we were ever in a relationship, all I know is that I'm in love with him. We had kissed each other and cuddled and held hands. Does that make us a couple? I don't even know. Why is he all I can think about? It doesn't make sense. This whole thing is bizarre. I just want my Troye back. I want to see his face. I want to kiss and cuddle and hold hands with him again. I want him to be mine, but he will never be mine again.

I put my hand up to my face and brought it back. I wasn't surprised to see that it was coated with tears. I had been crying a lot lately. I miss him. I need to see him again. I clicked on his name and pressed the video call button. It rang three times before he picked up. He was out of the camera, I'm not sure why. Maybe he's sad.

"Troye?" I said, wiping under my eyes to get rid of the tears. I bit my lip, maybe he accidentally picked up? I doubt that would happen, no one "accidentally" answers a Skype call. My eyes went wide when I saw his face in the screen. He was a mess. His hair was disheveled, there were bags under his eyes and the color was drained in his face. He didn't have the usual shine in his eyes.

"What, Tyler?" He says, sighing. He sounded exhausted and tired. "What could you possibly want this time?" He said. I flinched at his hostile tone. He's really mad. God, I am so stupid.

"I miss you," I squeaked out. He probably couldn't hear me I said it so quiet.

"What?" He said. He didn't sound as hostile as he did before. He sounded sad. He sounded broken. I looked up at the screen. I saw tears covering his cheeks and his eyes were red and puffy, something I hadn't noticed before.

"Are you okay? Troye, please answer me," he looked like he was going to be sick. He smiled and nodded as I saw tears falling out of his eyes again.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me, Tilly," He said as he started crying properly. Before I knew it, he was sobbing into his arms. I had been crying way before him, and I was a wreck. I couldn't stop crying, even if I tried. I felt my throat tighten up more and my chest restrict itself and I started choking on my tears. I had never felt this kind of sadness before. It felt exactly like when I found out I was in love with Troye. I had to face it, I was choking on my feelings for Troye. And I loved him. I felt sick. I felt like I was going to throw up, so I did.

I felt bile rise up in my throat and I covered my mouth to avoid getting it on anything. I looked at the screen one last time and saw Troye looking up at me from his arms, with tears in his eyes, some of them escaping from his eyes and rushing down his face. I got up from my chair, feeling like I was going to throw up at any second. I ran to the bathroom and kneeled down in front of the toilet. I threw up all of the contents in my stomach, and spat a few times. I got up and walked back to my bedroom, feeling the worst I've ever felt. I sat down in my chair and looked at the screen. Troye was looking back at me, tears still streaming down his face. I smiled slightly and stared into the once shining eyes that I had fallen in love with.

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