He's Not Like Them- Troyler AU

Chapter 9- Worry

Troye's POV-

My eyes flutter open to be greeted by a dim morning light illuminating the dorm. I look around disoriented. I look down at my chest. Shit. I instantly let go of Tyler from where I had my arms wrapped protectively around him. He is gonna think I am such a weirdo. Who sleeps with someone they met a week ago. I jump out of the bed and walk into the bathroom. I strip for a shower and turn it into steaming hot. I liked the water boiling or freezing, no in between. I guess that love of cold is explained now that I know I am a water too. OH MY GOD....The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. What are they going to do to me....

I turn off the water and dry myself, shaking the water out of my wings. I walk back out into the room in my towel. I secretly pray Tyler is still asleep. I didn't have a chance to see how shaken up I look because the mirror was steamed over, but I can't imagine I look great. Tyler is sitting up in bed. I walk over to my dresser and pull on jeans before Tyler speaks up.

"Morning, Troye," Tyler yawns and I look back at him and smile.

"Good morning, Tyler," I say and watch as tyler stretches sleepily and looks at me, letting his wings rest lightly around him from where he unfurled them. He starts to smile but his eyes instantly go wide and he jumps out of bed. He is staring at me wide eyed.

"Tyler, Tyler what's wrong?" I say starting to take a step to him but he backs up farther.

"Look in the mirror," he says shakily.

I walk over to the bathroom and clear some of the steam off the mirror. I look into the reflection. I start at my face, nothing. So I let my eyes travel down. I take it all in. Along my skin are thin, black veins where my blood veins would be. I touch a few, they don't hurt, but it's like I can feel them pulsing. I see the ones where my self harm scars would be are the darkest. I touch one of those and it burns my skin. I pull my finger away and exam a few more. I have never seen this before. I focus on trying to will them away. I squeeze my eyes shut and think about making them go away. I open my eyes tentatively and look back to the mirror. They are gone! I walk back over to Tyler and hold out my arms to show Tyler the lack of black veins.

"Troye, I love you, but you need to get that stuff checked cause that is some creepy stuff" Tyler says with a laugh and starts packing up his backpack. I give myself one more glance over for black. Thankfully, my hoodie covers up most of my skin except my neck, so I should be fine. I don't need yet another thing for them to ostracize me for.

I follow Tyler out to class trying to focus on walking normal, but I am too hung up on 'I love you.'

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"TROYE SIVAN PAY ATTENTION PLEASE,"

I pull myself out of my daydream and look up to the front of the class. My choir director is calling me over, looking slightly annoyed.

'Sorry, I'm really tired," I mumble and stand up. I join him. He sits me down at the piano.

"Hopefully not too tired to play that song you've been singing." he says and sits down in his chair" I heard you playing. It's different. I don't think I've heard much like it."

"Oh yeah, it's a mortal song," I say and actually clasp a hand over my mouth. Did I really just...

"How would you know of a mortal song?"

"I had to do research for another class and found it."

PLEASE BUY IT. PLEASE BUY IT. PLEASE BUY IT.

"Well ok, play it for us then,"he says and sits back.

I smile and start the first chord. I focus on not getting too caught up in the music and I don't even sing along, just play. Performing doesn't bother me, in fact I love it, but the thought of icing the piano over again scares me. I finish the last chord and smile at her. He nods and dismisses me back to my chair with a wave.