Treat You Right (Troyler AU)

ch. 2 // messed up

Troye POV
*2 months after*

"Ugh, con why do you have to leave so early... come back in bed." I whined.

"I need.. to uh, check up on a friend." He said unconvincingly while pulling up his jeans. I sat up in the bed and crawled over to him, reaching for his hand. Right before I could hold it, he pulled away as if I had burned him.

"Connor?" I asked. He paused his movements to look at me.

"What Troye? What could you possibly need now?" He groaned.

I brought my eyes to the ground. "You love me right? Only me, no one else." I looked in his eyes to find no emotion whatsoever. Just dull green holes.

"Yeah sure." He nodded and continued getting dressed.

"Why do you love me?" I pleaded, playing with the hem of my boxers.

"Troye I've told you this. You're hot as hell. Now I need to go help a fr-"

"That's it?" I cut him off. "You only love me because of my looks?" His face contorted into a toothy grin, and he gently kissed my forehead.

"Love you Troye-boy." He teased, walking out the door of our hotel room.

I looked down to find the pale white sheets of our bed stained with fresh tears. I wiped my eyes and stood up. There was only one thing that could fix this. I walked over to the table in the living room in our apartment and sat down, grabbing my laptop.

I opened "Iphoto" and clicked on "last import" on the left. Tons of photos from last summer flooded onto the screen. Pictures of Tyler and I kissing, hugging, cuddling, and holding hands were everywhere. There was one photo in particular I was searching for. It was a letter from tyler when we first started dating. I scrolled farther down to find it, and when I did, I smiled with my teeth.

Dear Timtam,,
Hi baby. Tyler here!! I miss you so much it's incredible. Everytime I open my phone to the picture of us holding hands, I blush a little and kind of get turned on tbh.

I giggle at the last sentence. He's so stupid.

I miss your blue eyes. I miss your amazing smile. I miss your chocolate quiff. I miss your smell. I miss your lil freckles on your nose. I miss your loving touch. I miss your twink body. (thats hot as hell.) but mostly....

I frown. Tears returning from before.

I miss us.

Slowly, the salty tears run down my cheeks and before I know it, I'm on the floor sobbing.

"I..I want it back." I choke, slamming my fists on the wood floor.

"I want us back now... please." I beg, while curling up into a ball hugging my knees.

---- fin.