XII

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by phntasia

by phntasia

Tyler

15.09.14

4:09 p.m.

I haven't visited Troye ever since I told him that I loved him. I didn't expect the words to come out like that. I didn't even expect that I would tell him that I love him. I regretted it. What if he think that's weird? What if he avoids me after I have told him that I loved him? I didn't want to be avoided, since all of my friends hate me now because I told them I was gay.

I drove to the hospital that Troye was in because I was going to visit him. I was hoping that he has forgotten about that moment. I hope the doctors gave him something that makes him forget about things.

I got out of my car and head towards the door. I look up from the ground to see Troye's face. He was sitting in a chair. Not sure why. Is he coming out (ha get it? no? k bye sorry i'm lame)? I take a seat next to him. I looked at his face that has a bright smile, so I smile because he looks happy. Probably happy that he's leaving.

"Why aren't you in your room?" I ask him, trying to sound casual.

"I'm waiting for my mum and dad to pick me up, but they aren't here yet. I think they used the wrong number to call," he says. I nod. Then, I came up with a great idea that I hope he will accept it.

"I can pick you up. I can bring you to your house or to my home? I'm pretty sure my mom will be alright with it," I say, trying to make sure I didn't stutter over my words.

"Sure. That sounds fine." I was surprised with his answer, so I just nodded, not knowing what to say. A doctor then walks over to me. He tells me that someone has to watch him take the pills, which were pain killers, and he can take it once every 12 hours. He hands me his pills and then I help Troye get up to leave.

4:27 p.m.

We got to my house and I help out Troye. I saw him lean against my car for support. He looks at my house. I bet he was thinking that it's ugly, unlike his. My mom comes out of our house. Shit. I thought she wouldn't be home. I smile, trying to not look like I hate her. I mean, I love her, but she can be the most devilish person in the world. "Hi, Tyler! How was-" Jackie looks at Troye and she smiles. "Who is this?" She says, eyeing me and smirking.

"This is Troye. Troye, this is my mom, Jackie," I say introducting both of them.

"Hi, Mrs. Oakley," Troye says. He awkwardly takes out one for her to shake it. But as always, she hugs him.

"Oh, sweetheart, just call me Jackie. Come inside! It's getting cold." We walk inside the small house. Troye looks around the area. "Do you boys want something to eat? Or do you just want me to order a pizza?"

"Order a pizza," I say, quickly.

"Got it!" She picks up a phone and dials the pizza man. I then take his wrist and bring him into my room and I shut my door, making sure my mom won't barge into it, since she likes doing that when she sees an open door.

"Your mom is nice," Troye says, sitting down into one of the chairs in my room.

"Visitors always say that. She's a devil when we're just home together, alone." I hear Troye giggle. It was the most beautiful thing in the world. Then, there was an awkward silence. I then hear my mom's voice.

"THE PIZZA'S HERE!" She says in the most happiest tone. I jump up from my bed and run towards the kitchen. I saw my mom set down the plates and napkins and pizza. She walks over to me and quietly says, "So this is the Troye you've been talking about?" I nod. "He's cute. Probably why you love him-" I shove her, almost causing her to fall over, but I help her so she doesn't fall over and die.