hold me ➳ troyler au // FIRST //

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Tyler

12.09.14

12:40 p.m.

"Thank you," Troye whispers in my ear.

"For what?" I ask, confused.

"For saving me."

"You're welcome... I guess? Why are you thanking me?"

"Because—" Troye shifts up on his bed, being careful. "— Because I know Connor wouldn't have done this. But why have you done it?"

"Well... I saw you at your house alone. I saw you get beaten up-"

"So you were watching me? Get beaten up? Why didn't you help me?" Oh shit.

"They were my friends--"

"Friends. Yeah. Sure. Friends," Troye says sarcastically.

"Well, not really friends."

"Why do you hang out with them?"

"Social status." I shouldn't have said that.

"Why do--" The door bursts open. It was Troye's mom. That's what I'm guessing.

"Troye! Oh baby! Are you okay?" She runs over to him and hugs him. "Please don't do that ever again."

"Mum, I'm fine." When he said he wasn't fine, I got scared. Are you sure he was fine? He doesn't seem fine at all. I don't think he's fine at all.

"Okay, darling. I just wanted to know." The woman looks over to me.

"Troye? Who is this?"

"I'm Tyler," I say.

"And why are you here? Are you a friend of Troye's?"

"Yeah. And I'm here because I brought him here."

"You saved him?"

"I guess--" The woman hugs me. I hear her repeatedly say, "Thank you."

"You're welcome... Well I'm going to go, Troye. See you soon?"

"Yeah, sure."

13.09.14

1:38 p.m.

a/n: if you're a huge belieber ( y did i do that ok ) of god or something, i suggest not to read the next part but if you do read it and u get v v v v offended that's not my fault for being offensive !! don't comment about it bc ur comment is gonna get deleted either way. also i kinda refined it a bit so it's a bit not offensive idk . also, if you want, you could skip this part. it ends when you see the next time ( ex. 2:34 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. (( that's from one time to another idk if it makes sense or not )) )

I decided to head home. Lunch just ended and I couldn't find any of my so called "friends." I guess they ditched?

I walked home. As I was walking, I didn't know where I was going and I ran into Gavin and his friends in their normal spot smoking and drinking. "Yoooo Tyler," Kevin slurs.

"What do you want?" I ask, trying to be a nice mother fucker.

"You should... You should smoke with usssss," I hear Gavin say. I see Kevin fall onto my body.

"No."

"Why? Are you scaaaaaaared?" Kevin slurs.

"No."

"Why are you outta school then? I thought you were gonna smoke weed with us," Gavin pouts.

"I'm going to see someone in the hospital."