The Youtuber Inn

Of Course

(Connor's POV)

"So," I looked up at the 4 boys in the elevator with me; troye, tyler, marcus, and joe.
"What's everyone's new years revolutions?"

The tiny mobile room fell silent, until Joe spoke up.
"I'm gonna try and work on some more merch...also do more pranks and gaming." He said, looking around as if checking to see if it were ok for him to talk.

"I definitely want to make more music." Troye chimed in.

"I'm hoping to do more giveaways and charity and stuff like that." Tyler added. We all stand awkwardly, nodding and staring at Marcus, waiting for his response.

"Oh! Oh, I guess mine is to just uh, just really stay in shape and boost my video quality." He smiled.

I shift my eyes between Tyler, Troye, and Marcus. No one knows it, but I've been the only one who knows exactly what was happening in this hotel.
Marcus and Tyler are practically having an affair, Niomi and Troye are generally pissed at everyone, shane wants to fuck joey, jenna wants to fuck joey, and dan and phil are dating. Wait, they're dating, right? The whole thing feels like an extremely elaborate and messed up fanfiction. The only other person here (besides myself) who didn't either wanna make out with or punch someone in this hotel was Grace.

Ok, I take that back. I would gladly make out with Troye Sivan. I mean, he's GORGEOUS. As we exited the elevator, I couldn't help but stare at him. I'm not saying I have a crush on Troye or anything, I just think he's incredibly beautiful to look at. He's always been so thin and elegant, like a delicately made sculpture. Every time I touch him, I feel as if he could shatter into a million porcelian pieces. His face is long and lean, his skin light and flawless, his lips are so perfectly rounded and adorably feminine, and his eyes, don't get me started on his eyes.

So maybe I had a crush on Troye Sivan. As I stared at him, his eyes never met mine. He was too focused on something else, something I at first couldn't recognize but quickly saw was Tyler Oakley.

Of course, Tyler Oakley.

I mean honestly, any gay man could fall for his charm in a snap. He's cute, funny, nice, outgoing, self confident, and truly fantastic. I couldn't blame Troye for being completely head over heels for him. But then again, I could blame him for never giving it a rest. For never wanting to stare at me. For never realizing that I'm cute, funny, nice, outgoing, self confident, and truly "frantastic".

But I couldn't just wait around. I had to make a move, and I had to do it quick. I closed my eyes and took a breath, being sure I was ready to confront Troye.

When I opened my eyes again, Troye was far down the hall, walking into his room with Tyler Oakley.

Of course, Tyler Oakley.

(AYY tronnor bb. So I'm really hoping we can get to 1,000 by monday night??? That would be pretty darn incredible. Thankyou all so much for reading, voting, commenting and following, it means a lot. Also if you catch any typos or have any constructive critisism for me just message me or comment, I won't take any offense or anything. Thanks again and spread the word!!!)