Playlist - Troyler AU

Playlist - Troyler AU

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*This whole story will be in Troye's POV* To Tilly: I can't believe how far we've come. I love you. Hopefully this playlist explains everything. Because all that i have to say couldn't possibly fit into a few words. Love, your Troyeboy I've always loved it. The feeling of floating away. As if time just... stops. In a mesmerised trance in which nothing matters. My mind is just plainly blank, without a care in the world. I forget about everything that causes me stress, everything that reminds me that someday, somewhere, somehow, all this will come to an end. Pain. Thats all I feel. Pain. The feeling of being numb even for a milisecond in my life, is amazing. So when I can blank out, I do. Most people wonder why I do this to myself. When honestly they have many other important things to worry about. I enjoy this. It gives me a feeling of freedom. As if the world just disappeared, and it's just me. It was an addiction. And it was getting worse by the second. That was, until I met Tyler Oakley.
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Book One of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** #1 in bxb tag: 09/21/2024 #4 in friendstolovers tag: 9/21/2024 CYRUS PIERCE: I'm content in my almost soundless world. I prefer to live through the romance stories I weave and post online. Hardly anyone reads my books, even if they're free, but I do have one fan, and he's supported me since I started writing two years ago. Except, my writing started to take a depressing dive when I realized that you simply couldn't prevent nor protect your heart from falling for someone. For him. For the one who had no interest in me. When I fell in love with him, I thought we had a chance. It was an accident. Turned out, I couldn't be more wrong. He doesn't want me, and I wasn't supposed to have him. It didn't matter if he showed up in the bookstore every day, talking to everyone else except me. Nor did it matter at all because he didn't know sign language. He couldn't learn. We couldn't communicate. But after I go on a date and it ends in putrid disaster, he makes his appearance known, and he's angry. Then he's doing things for me that confuse me. My stories are filling up with pages of content, dreams that I want to come true, and my mystery commenter encourages me to continue-to reach my happiness. To take what I want. But the activities planned start sparking familiarity-like I lived it before, or maybe dreamed it. Or maybe, just maybe, I'd written it before? My mind is spiraling, but I can't stop myself from getting closer and closer to him. I'm not supposed to have him, but my heart craves him. Sage Monroe, I'm in love with you, and I'm scared now because I have a feeling that you've been communicating with me in more ways than one.

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