Troye's POV
---When we get back to the hotel, we all agree to just spend the rest of the day relaxing. None of us are quite over our jet-lag yet, so we say our goodbyes and separate, heading to our own rooms.
I'm still not over what happened at the restaurant either - it was so embarrassing. I still blush at the memory.
Once Tyler and I have reached the room, I decide to explore it a little more. I didn't really get time last night or this morning.
"I'm going to look around," I inform Tyler.
"Okay," Tyler answers, grabbing his laptop and lying on the bed. "Have fun."
During my little 'adventure' I discover that while the room only has one bedroom, it also has a bathroom - I knew that of course - and, to my delight, a little kitchen. I open the cupboards and see a couple of jars of Nutella.
I grin. Tyler must've put them there earlier, when I wasn't here.
I grab one of the jars and two spoons and wander out to the bedroom again.
Tyler looks up and grins. "I see you found the Nutella."
I shrug. "What can I say? I'm attracted." I sit down next to Tyler and hand him a spoon which he takes.
I open the jar, and grab my laptop.
I begin surfing through Tumblr and Twitter - but mainly Tumblr - liking a few posts here and there, while eating Nutella in France.
Perfect.
Eventually, Tyler shuts his laptop lid and puts it to the side. "I'm going to have a rest," he says.
"Okay," I say. "Have fun."
He smiles at my imitation of his earlier comment, and rolls over. I continue interneting - because 'interneting' is totally a thing.
About an hour later - time flies by when you're having fun - I hear a knock on the door. Tyler is still sleeping soundly, so I shut my laptop and answer it.
I came face-to-face with Zoe.
She opens her mouth to speak, but I place a finger over my lips, and point at Tyler, who's still sleeping.
She nods, and beckons me to follow her.
Once we're out in the deserted corridor, I shut the door behind me and look at Zoe.
"Was there something you needed?" I ask - not rudely.
"I need to know something," she announces.
I raise my eyebrows at her.
"Well, I'll get straight to the point," she says. "What is going on between you and Tyler?"
"What do you mean?" I ask, confused. What a weird question.
"I mean," she says, somewhat impatiently. "Are you two just friends, friends with benefits, boyfriends, what?"
"Just friends," I say immediately.
"I don't believe that," she says stubbornly.
"Well, it's true," I say.
"Do you like Tyler, Troye? Please answer me honestly," Zoe begs.
I consider lying, but then decide to tell her the truth. She's Zoe, after all, she can keep a secret.
"I think I may have a tiny crush on him," I say.
It's Zoe's turn to raise her eyebrows.
"Okay, a big crush on him. What's it matter? He obviously doesn't feel the same, and we're 6 years apart!" I snap, feeling slightly guilty.
Zoe appears unfazed. In fact, she looks like her birthday and Christmas has come early. I forgot how much she ships Troyler. "Age is just a number," she says wisely.
"Yeah, well there's still the whole 'he doesn't like me back' thing, Zoe!" I yell.
Zoe's eyes suddenly widen. I look behind me, and come face to face with Tyler.
How much did he hear?
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A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger xDNext chapter will be up soon :))
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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...