Random One Shots

Him - Troyler

*Tyler's POV*

I walked down the hallway to the kitchen to get a snack. It wasn't unusual for me to be up this late. Ever since Troye moved in a few months ago, I've kind of adjusted to staying up later since he stays up till god knows when.

As I passed by Troye's room, I noticed he wasn't laying down with his laptop, like he usually is at this hour. I pushed the door open slightly and saw he was sitting on the edge of his bed, head in his hands, facing away from me. Through the silence of the room, I heard a strange noise.

"Troye?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah?" He answered, barely audible, without turning to address me.

I walked around the bed to take in his state, something about the whole situation made me worry. Through the light from his fairy lights I noticed small, wet streaks on his face. His eyes were noticeably red and swollen. The noise I heard walking in finally clicked and I knew what it was - crying. Troye is crying.

"Troye.. What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream? A nightma- wait.." I stopped midway. What if..

"It's him. I was thinking about him again.. I miss him." His words cut me worse than any knife ever could.

I opened my arms and motioned for him to come to me. Troye wrapped himself around me as we laid back on the bed. He sobbed onto my shirt, soaking it, but I didn't care. He is my priority, not some dumb shirt.

"He didn't deserve you, Troye."

"You're right. He deserved someone so much better. I'm just a dumb kid."

I take back what I said before. If Troye saying he missed some scum bag that broke his heart was worse than a any knife, then this was worse than being killed in the most slow and painful death imaginable.

"Shut up! Listen to me. Anyone who would leave you for someone else has to be an idiot. Look at you. You're gorgeous. You're funny. You're so intelligent. And you're honestly the most talented person I know. He was a dumb ass for leaving you. You gave him everything and he didn't deserve it. You're so much more than a dumb kid. I never want to hear you say something like that again, Troye"

"I'm sorry, Tilly. I don't even know why you put up with me." He sounded so weak and small as he uttered those words.

"You don't get it, do you?" I sighed, my voice only at a whisper. "You're so much more to me than you even know. Since the day I saw your video, I was hooked. There's something about you, Troye, that I just can't get enough of. Maybe it's your voice. Maybe it's your smile. Maybe it's your hair. I don't know, but there's something about your personality, and just you in general, that makes me want to never let you go. I don't know. I just- I love you."

The room then went completely silent. I'm not sure if Troye could hear it, but my heart was beating louder, faster, and harder than ever before. I had told Troye I loved him hundreds of times, but this was different. What if-

"I love you too, Tilly."

He loves me.

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A/N: HYELLOH! DOES THE PICTURE LOOK LIKE TROYE IS CRYING? Idk anyway. This is soooo cute! The idea came from an amazing girl on tumblr (troylerftbenj). I AM SUPER HAPPY WITH THIS AND I FINALLY FELT INSPIRED TO WRITE MAYBE IM GETTING BETTER IDK IM JUST IN A GOOD MOOD NOW AHHHHH OKAY!

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