Youtube One-Shots

Letters to you (Troyler)

Hi everyone! Okay, first of all, thank you guys so much for 100 reads on this! Also, I've decided that I'm just going to make this a troyler/phan one-shot collection, with a possible different ship along the way. Sorry for not updating as regularly as I was! I have a lot of schoolwork to worry about and I've been very stressed out lately and I needed a break from a lot of things. Thank you for understanding. Now, enjoy reading!
Also, this chapter might trigger you, so don't read if you might be triggered.
Tyler POV:

Dear Troye,
Hi, Troye. I miss you a lot. I still don't remember what we were fighting about. I hope you're not as mad at me anymore. I understand if you don't want to write back, but it would be amazing if you would. I just really miss you and I need you and I want you here. Nothing is the same anymore. I don't go out much anymore, but that's only because nobody wants to talk to me. Everybody is so mad at me, Troye. I don't know what I did, but I guess it was bad. Zoe visits me almost everyday, but she doesn't really talk to me either. The good thing is that I don't have to worry about running out of alcohol because I still have a lot. Hannah says she doesn't have the time to go out for drinks, but I know she's lying. Same with Grace and Mamrie. I also don't really make videos anymore, not that you would care. You haven't been making them either. It's not really my business, but do the others talk to you? Are you happier without me? Do you want me to stop writing these? Why does everyone hate me? What did I do? Oh, great. I'm crying again. Not that you would care.

Anyways, I miss you so so so so so so much, My Troye. I love you.

Love, Tilly (Or Tyler, whatever you want to call me.)

I sighed and put the letter into an envelope. I wrote Troye's address on it and put it into my mailbox. This really sucks. I'm nothing without Troye. I rolled my glassy eyes and walked back inside. I went into the bathroom and pulled out my pills. Or my Happy Little Pills, as I liked to call them. Shut up Tyler, you're not funny. I laughed to myself and the little conversation I was having with myself. Okay, you can be funny sometimes. There, spare myself a compliment for once.

I put the pill in the back of my mouth and swallowed it with water. I sighed and felt tears prickle in my eyes. No. No crying today, Tyler. You did enough of that yesterday. Maybe I'll just get drunk again. I doubt it'll work, but I've tried everything. I really just want my friends back. I shook my head and sat down on my bed with my laptop. I logged onto Tumblr since I couldn't go onto Twitter anymore. All of my subscribers decided to get mad at me for my lack of being online and posting videos. I couldn't blame them; I would be mad too if I were them.

Why did this have to happen? I just got drunk- really drunk -and then I forget what happened after that, but apparently it wasn't good considering the outcome. I honestly just want my old life back. I want to be happy and carefree and I want to have fun and hang out with Zoe and Marcus and Alfie and Niomi and Hannah and Grace and Mamrie and- Troye. What did i do? I can't remember and I'm so frustrated and angry and sad and I know nothing is going to get better unless I actually try to do something but I can't bring myself to do that because I'm scared. I'm scared as fuck for confronting my friends. There is something wrong with this world, and you're lying if you say otherwise.

I pulled out my phone and clicked on Zoe's number, which she most likely deleted. I put it to my ear and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

I smiled and bit my lip as I fought back tears. I never knew that talking to my friends would be this hard.

"Hi, Zo." I said. I heard her sigh on the end of the line and I felt tears trickle down my face. I closed my eyes and silently wished that everything was the same again, even though I knew it wasn't.