Troye's POV
"Troye," a whine travels through the hallways, "what," the voices pause, "the fuck did you get on my carpet?"
Tyler's voice turns from a whine to a yell, I continue to scroll through Twitter.
"Troye, I said what the fuck is on my carpet?" His voice become louder as I hear the pitter-patter of his feet coming down the short hallway. He crosses his arms upon entrance.
"Uhm, well, remember when we got Starbucks the other night?" He nodded, "and you went to bed after you finished your drink?"
"Yeah?" He spoke up, "and I stayed in the living room for awhile after?" I put my computer on the bed and stood up to look at him.
"What does all of this have to do-" he cut himself off, his blue eyes turning to daggers.
"Well, I may have spilt my coffee on the carpet. Okay Tilly, trust me, I-I tried to clean it up, but I guess I didn't do as well of a job as I thought." He grabbed my wrist, but I managed to get my self out of his grasp and run into the living room.
"Troye Sivan Mellet, I swear to god when I get my hands on you, you're dead." Tyler ran into the living room, he was hot on my tail. He chased me around the house for a few minutes before I tripped on the coffee table and fell. He took the opportunity and sat on me, pinning my arms to the ground.
"Now, tell me your gonna clean up the coffee stain and I might just get off you." he said, obviously content with himself.
"No Tyler, I'm not going to say it!" he leans down, our faces inches apart.
"Tell me your going to clean up the stain." I stare into his eyes and my heart started to race, which, has never happened before. I mean me and Tyler are just friends, well, best friends, but still. This is weird.
"No." I say looking at him and smirking.
"Fine I guess you'll just have to face the consequences," he said smiling.
"And what might they be, if I may ask." Tyler gives me a little smile and starts tickling me out of nowhere.
I practically scream in response, "Ty stop.." I'm interrupted by my own laughs.
"I cant..breath," By this time I'm laughing so hard my cheeks hurt.
"Okay, Tyler I'll do it. Just stop.... please!" he immediately stops, walks to the counter and sits down. Ill get the cleaning things I need, walk into the living room and start to distain the carpet.
Tyler's POV
Ever since Troye moved in we have gotten closer and I'm not saying it's a bad thing, he's my best friend, it just that every time were together, which is basically 24/7, I always find my self short of breath or my heart beating a million times a minute. And yeah it's crossed my mind that I might like Troye as more than a friend but that could also never happen, he's my best friend and that's it. That's all we will ever be.
"So how's the cleaning coming?" I get up and walk to Troye.
"Um we'll It definitely looks better that before." he moves so I can see the stain.
"Your right. Is that the best it will come off?" I say kneeling down
"Well I guess it's fine, I'll just call someone later." with that I fall on the couch and take out my phone. Troye does the same. I cuddle into his side and he puts his arm around me. This was normal; we've always done it.
"Tiiiillllllllllyyyyyy iiiiimmmm huuunnnnnggggrrrrreeeeeyyyy" he says looking at me with a pouty face.
"Eat something then" I look back down at my phone.
"But I don't feel like making anything." he says in that cute little accent of his. Wait, what did I just say, shit?
"Then order a pizza or something" he looks at me with amazement.
"Tilly your a genius!" he dials the number and orders a large pepperoni for both of us. It arrived in about 20 minutes.
*Knock, knock*
"I'll get it" Troye said getting up and opening the door.
He paid for the pizza and walked into the kitchen.
"Common Tilly" he said poking his head through the doorway.
"I'm coming" I get up and walk into the kitchen, where Troye is already eating.
He looks up at me and smiles and I swear my heart skipped a beat.
I sit down at the table and grab a piece of pizza. I start a conversation with Troye on the topic of tumbler an how we should do a video together.
Living together you would think we would do more videos together but we don't for some reason. When we were done we go back into the living room and sit down just to go back on our phones.
Troyes POV
When Tyler and I were done eating we walk back into the living room and sit back down. We go on our phones and stayed like that a while. Tyler eventually worked his way into my side and I put my arm around him.
"Troye, I'm tired." Tyler piped up.
I looked at the time it was all ready 11:30. We had definitely had lost track of time.
The next thing I hear is the tiny sound of a sleeping Tyler. He had is head rested on my shoulder and to be honest he looked adorable and I didn't want to wake him up, if I did he would most likely be pissed. So I just decided to stay on the couch and I wound up falling asleep with Tyler in my arms
A/N- Okay yes I know it's still the first chapter and had no inspiration. This kinda just came to me as I was writing and trust me nothing is going to happen between them...yet. It will eventually, I just don't know when. Guys remember this is my first Troyler fanfic and my first one that is based on real people. It's hard, but I'll figure it out. I really hope you guys like it and stick around for more. Luv ya. Xoxo
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