Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Part IX

A few important things: I'm not actually dead, Connor Franta came out ( I'll incorporate a bit of that into the story, but no Tronnor. God forbid, who do you think I am? ), I'm going on vacation in a couple weeks for ten days, I added the last tiny update to the end of the last chapter, so go check that out, and I have a cat licking his nuts next to me.

So how was your day?

Anyways, cheers to you🍸

Tyler POV

After Troye ran off the stage, eyes wide and ears red, I stumbled after him in a clumsy heap. Photographers and interviewers tried to grasp my attention, but I waved them all off in my dazed euphoria. I was in too much shock to be able to answer them coherently, anyways.

I got backstage, and Korey met me there soon after, raising his eyebrows my the incredulous expression on my face. "Well?" he asked, grinning without shame.

I brought my hand down from my mouth, where they had been grazing my lips in awe, and dead panned,"It was absolutely horrible, Korey. The worst experience of my entire existence."

He laughed, then said,"Alright, sure, Tyler. But seriously, how was the kiss?" He sounded almost tentative, as if he knew it was a sensitive subject to approach when it came to Troye and I's relationship. Especially when it comes to compromising things, like this. I knew I should be careful of what exactly I say. I'm in public, in front of strangers who could be listening to our conversation right now. Someone could have a camera rolling, then BAM, I have a major dilemma to bear on my shoulders.

But Korey is Korey, and I could tell him anything, because I'll never have another friend like Korey Kuhl, so I just voice aloud my uncensored thoughts. "Better than it should've been," I say, looking at him levelly in the eye.

He raised his eyebrows fractionally, but didn't really look surprised. The sad thing is, I don't think anyone would be surprised, even though I'm shell-shocked right now. "So... What does this mean, for you and Troye?" Korey asked, without any emotion behind his voice. He's always joked about shipping Troyler, but now I wondered vaguely if he was serious all this time.

I shrugged numbly in response to his question. "I have no idea... I don't even know how he feels about any of his, Korey. We've never really addressed this area in the first place," I complained helplessly. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, and subconsciously noticed that I was doing the strange thing with my feet when I'm nervous or anxious. They turned on their sides, so that the soles of my feet were facing each other.

Korey sighed, and said,"If you've never talked about it... Then I honestly don't know what to tell you, Tyler. But if you asked me, and anyone else that could really see the kiss... Well, it looked pretty real on both ends to me."

He patted a hand on my back, rubbing soothing circles between my shoulder blades, as I pondered that statement. I honestly didn't even think about his end of the spectrum when it came to the kiss. All I knew was that he ran like hell when it was over. See, the thing is, that's a difficult thing to try to interpret. He could've hated it so much that he was just done. He could've loved it so much that he didn't want anyone to see how he really felt. It could've been anything in between. I don't really have a clue.

In fact, where is he right now? We're supposed to meet the Holy Trinity later with Connor-The Holy Trinity and The Holy Trinigay in the same vicinity... Jesus Christ that's going to be epic-so I know Troye isn't planning on avoiding me all day, no matter what's going through his head right now. Not to mention the fact that knowing Troye, he wouldn't betray what he was thinking when it came to this particular subject.