Not Over You (A Troyler Fanfic)

"Flour" Crowns

“Shush, they’re sleeping!”

 “Okay, Sage, we’ll just open the door a little, okay?”

 “Tyde, you’re going to wake them up! Dad, can you get rid of the camera?”

 Troye opened his eyes a little. On his chest was the head of a sleeping Tyler, and he could distinctly hear his family, well except for Steele, who was still out working and wouldn’t be home for another week, outside the room. He assumed they were just planning on checking on them, and because he couldn’t hear their plans, he closed his eyes groggily.

But in about five minutes, a bright flash made his eyes pop open. Standing in front of him was his whole family except for his mother. Sage looked sympathetic, Tyde ecstatic, and Shaun confident.

“Whoops, sorry,” Shaun said, “I didn’t mean to use the flash.”

“Dad!” whispered Troye, “Stop it, we’re sleeping!”

“Oh,” said Sage, “Sleeping. Sure. Okay.”

“Sage, shut up,” Troye replied throwing a pillow at her.

“Fine,” she said. “I tried to talk them out of this but they wouldn’t listen.”

Meanwhile, Tyde had grabbed Shaun’s phone and was laughing.

“Tyde... What are you doing?”

Tyde smiled mysteriously. “I haven’t posted on instagram lately.”

"NO! Stop! People can’t see that!” Troye was still in the bed, annoyed by his family.

Laughing, Tyde ran into the next room. Troye had no choice but to push Tyler off his chest, lift the covers, (and then feel very cold,) and chase his brother. When he finally did get the phone, he inspected the picture, then sent it to himself, and deleted it off his dad’s phone.

The picture displayed the two boys tangled in each other. Tyler’s head was resting on Troye’s chest, and Troye was leaning towards Tyler. It was cute, but Troye decided it was too risky to set as his wallpaper. Troye, feeling cold, got back in bed, lifting Tyler’s head on his chest again.

Pushing Tyler off his shoulder, Troye giggled, taking a few pictures of Tyler’s sleeping form. While he was doing this, Tyler sleepily whispered “Troye?”

“Yeah?” Troye was busy taking selfies on Tyler’s phone now.

“What are you doing?”

Laughing, Troye handed Tyler his phone back. “Basically, Tyde and Sage and my dad came in here to take pictures of us, and then Tyde threatened to post it, and I had to run after him, and ugh. I’m tired.”

“From running after your 14 year old brother?”

“You can just shut up.” Troye shoved Tyler so far that he almost fell off the bed. “You know I’m a tumblr user, so…”

“Makes sense,” said Tyler. “So, what are we doing today?”

“Do you have to film or anything?” Troye bit his lip, making Tyler kiss him.

“No, but I will in the next couple of days,” replied Tyler.

“Okay, I’ll film that day too. But today we’ll have the house to ourselves, because my mum and dad are going to some party and Sage and Tyde are hanging out with friends.”

“Oh, we’ll have the house to ourselves, huh?” Tyler smirked, trailing his hand up Troye’s hip.

“Yup. Just think of everything we could do.” Troye fumbled with the hem of Tyler’s shirt, lifting it up a little. He traced his hand over Tyler’s belt, making Tyler blush beet red.