Lightning - Troyler AU

Chapter 4: I'm Dreaming

Tylers POV

After my short conversation with Korey and Hannah, I decided to go for a walk. I was just strolling around Campus outside, enjoying the Nature, birds chirping, subtle chatter, but of course, my nice walk was cut short. My phone died. Ugh. I can't walk without my music!

I went up to my room, only after saying a quick hello to a few people on my way up that I haven't seen since last year. I walked straight in, clearly too eager to think about what I could walk in on. I opened the door to see a very defensive looking Troye. "See, Caspar! It's not just me who thinks he's cute!" he yelled, looking up at me when he finished. He noticeably paled, a sudden silence filling the room.

"Uh..." I started. What do I say in a situation like this? Well I mean, I could say what I originally intended to do here anyways. "IForgotMyChargerImReallySorry." I said very very quickly, hoping to get out of this awkward atmosphere quicker.

"It's fine. Just be quick." Caspar waved his hand, hurrying me. I collected my charger and rushed out the door the exact second I had the chance to. I'm a terrible excuse for a person, having terrible timing and luck.

I left the room, instant relief flooding through me now that I was gone. Though, once I got out of door, tons of questions started filling my newly freed mind now that the tension wasn't there. Who was he talking about? Who did he think was cute? Surely it couldn't have been me- he barely knows me! It must have been someone else. His girlfriend or boyfriend? His crush? Maybe he wasn't even talking about a person, he could have been talking about his pet. Very logical, Tyler. I just wish it was his pet. I surely don't have any chance with him if there's someone to compete with. I've always been a terrible competitor, whether it came to sports or arguments. I always lose. Please tell me it's not someone else. Troye looked really passionate for whoever he was talking about and it made me envy the person he was talking about. Jealousy crawled from my head to my chest, like a beast hunting its prey, slowly paining my heart. I'm not allowed to be jealous. I barely know him.

Once I felt tears start pricking my eyes, I knew I was done for. I ran into the public bathroom (well, more public than the ones in our rooms), slipping into a stall and locking it behind me before the water works started. You don't even know how much you like a person until you realize you genuinely can't have them. I vigorously wiped at my cheeks, several unsuccessful attempts to rid them of tears. Stop crying, Tyler. I thought to myself. I won't be leaving this bathroom anytime soon if there's any trace of me crying, whether that means evident tear marks staining my cheeks or swelled up reddened eyes.

After only a few minutes of talking to myself and telling myself to stop, I pulled up enough courage to walk out of the stall and stand at the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror. That is not cute. I splashed myself with cold water, hoping to lessen the evidence. I would be lying if I said I looked better. The splashing just made me feel worse- cold, wet, and still sad. After drying my face I felt a sudden drowsiness hit me, added with a headache. The perfect combination! I don't want to deal with this right now. I needed a nap, but Troye is in my room, with his jerk-of-a-friend Caspar. I walked to Korey's room, not really caring about who would be in the room once I got there. Thankfully, there wasn't anybody, and once I'm asleep, I could care less about who would walk in on me drooling in my dreams. I wasn't quite sure which bed was Korey's, but depending on the gay porn magazines hidden in one of the pillows, I would assume that one's his. I rolled into the bottom bunk bed- instantly finding sleep.

"I love you, Tyler," Troye spoke, just before capturing my lips in his. It was a gentle kiss, slow and peaceful. Our lips weaved together perfectly, pure bliss finding me. You could almost see the sparks as they flew, alighting my view of him, radiant beams almost like... lightning. "You're so beautiful," he mumbled, his words vibrating through my body. I felt warmth spread through me at the sound of his words, melting on the spot. I took his bottom lip in mine and pulled away slightly, only long enough for Troye to notice my smile.