Meet Troye: faking it until he makes it, new to the music scene and about to be dropped from his label unless he can pull some sort of album together in the next few months. Now meet Tyler: obsessed with turning everything into a game he can win, a self-proclaimed heart-breaker, and most famous for sleeping with every halfway-decent looking man in LA. They couldn't be more different if they tried, but life's dealt both of them a hard hand, and heart-breakers attract the heart-broken. Tyler might not believe in real love, but when he meets Troye, the kid with the blue eyes, strong quiff game and the ugliest car that Tyler's ever seen, it's hard to stay away. He's never met someone quite like Troye before, but at the end of the day it's just a game, right? A split coffee and a handful of change later, and they hit the ground running. Tyler's never stayed with as anyone long as this before, but could they ever work? Not if Troye keeps trying to show Tyler that there's more than the string of one-night stands he's become accustomed to. Not if Tyler keeps tripping Troye up at every opportunity just to prove how very much he doesn't care. Not if they keep trying to crash the goddamn car. MATURE THEMES

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?

***SEQUEL TO YOU AND ME IN THE OLD JEEP*** Troye and Tyler are back, and LA is by no means done with them. As Troye's career starts to take off and Tyler is plagued by his past mistakes, it's getting harder and harder to remember where they started - and the end result isn't looking too good. Throw in a few well-meant letters from Florida and a lot of words left unsaid and things kick off at an alarming rate. Old habits die hard, and even with the best intentions for Tyler, the game is just beginning.

Troye walks into class one day, completely normal day, when suddenly he's handed an envelope by the teacher. Every student had received a pen pal from America that they would have to write letters to, just to create new bonds and learn about people outside of Australia. Problem is, Troye hates his pen pal and the assignment. Tyler, In America, thought the school project was stupid. Why would he want to write about his life to a stranger? He sent a paragraph, the minimum requirement, to his pen pal and was shocked when he received a letter back, more than a page long and was instantly entranced into the life of Troye Sivan Mellet. Follow their love story as they bond closer throughout their letters and throughout their lives *****(NOTHING VERY TRIGGERING BUT THERE ARE WEIGHT INSECURITIES AND SOME STRONG HOMOPHOBIA)*****

Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan have been best friends ever since second grade, when Tyler asked Troye to be his valentine. Every following year they'd ended up as each others valentines, in some way or another. But both of these boys had real, unearthed feeling for each other, and being each other's valentine as a "friend" was not helping. With mutual hidden (and denied) crushes, will either of them ever pluck up the courage to ask the other out? (You know, not on valentines day?)