"What do you want from me?" I whisper, my voice low and strangled. Tyler stares back at me with empty black eyes. His tongue glides over bloodied lips before a sadistic smile spreads across his face. Long slim fingers curl around my cheek. "Can you guess?" he asks as his thumb leaves a trail of crimson along my hair line. My eyelids close against my will and I lean into his touch. "Mmm," I sigh before remembering his question. I force my brain to ignore the warmth swelling in my chest from his touch and focus on an answer. "My blood?" He chuckles darkly and leans in close until his nose tickles my ear. "I'm not a vampire, Troye," he breathes. "Then what are you?" I choke out as my body begins to shake in fear. Tyler may not be a vampire, but he sure as hell isn't human. "What do you want?" "Your soul." My blood seems to freeze in my veins. "M-my soul?" His mouth curls up in response. "Why me? Why my soul?" "You have a strangely beautiful soul, Troye Sivan. And I'm hungry."

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?

Becky Carson is a 21 year old YouTuber. She decides to move away from Canada and to England to live with one of her best Internet friends, and fellow youtuber, Zoe Sugg. When she meets Zoe's brother, Joe Sugg, she instantly develops a crush on him. If you'd like to find out what will happen to the two, then start reading! {Highest Ranking: #23 in FanFiction} *** this story needs serious editing and is updated very slowly.***

Troye was just typical high school kid. The only difference was that while the rest of his classmates lived life to the "fullest", he preferred to live his life online. A complete internet addiction, more interested in food than friends, and a severe disinterest in social interaction seemed perfectly normal in his mind, but set him apart severely from the rest of the reality he lived in. Though everyone else was finding dates or hooking up right and left, Troye was content as long as he could keep on a poker face and keep to the shadows. Who needs love when you have a couple of friends and some wifi? But when friendship finds his way through tumblr, one ask may change his life forever.

AU fan-fic based on an illicit attraction between Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley, each of whom have their own secrets. SMUT warning. NO self harm or sexual abuse. Written by AriellaHunter. Cover by CoffeeNoFilter