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“sir, calls for you, troye.” noah said. troye turned his head so quickly, and gave ariel an unpleasant face. troye quickly got up, pushed in his seat and followed noah. noah opened the door, and troye walked in taking a seat.
tyler turned his seat towards troye, and he could see something was stressing tyler out, by the way his eyebrows were scrunched together. “troye, please sit.” he said, quietly. troye sat down, confused and unsure. “look, tyler! if you’re going to apologize for last night i don’t want to hear it.” troye said, sighing. “wait- what happened last night?” tyler asked leaning towards him. the anger in troye raged, “of course you don’t remember!” he yelled. troye rolled his sleeve up, unintentionally showing the bruise tyler had left. “did i do that?” tyler said. troye looked and his arm, quickly denying he did it.
“look troye- i’m signing your release papers. you deserve to be free. fuck, you probably hate me.” tyler said, slamming his head on the table. troye angrily stood up and turned around, “stop making everything about you! you’re so selfish and stubborn. not to mention a perv!” he said, his words hitting tyler like daggers. troye turned the door handle to leave, but before he walked out he could hear tyler whisper, “i’ll be driving you to the airport tomorrow morning. first flight is straight to perth, australia.”
troye ran out of the room, with mixed emotions. on the other hand, tyler simply sighed. he couldn’t get over this feeling in his stomach, this feeling he last got when his mother passed away. this feeling of sorrow and pain. but maybe it was for the best. after all, he wasn’t the same till troye came. he’s smiled about 18 times just yesterday, and yes he was counting. it was like troye was just a rental. he was there, enough to make tyler happy, and left.
the car ride to the airport the next day was quiet. he’d already said goodbye to ariel and noah, it was hard seeing them cry. he wished he could tell them to keep in touch with him, but there was no way. tyler looked over at troye, who’s face was red from crying. “they’re going to miss you.” tyler said, attempting to make the ride less quiet, from tension. “yeah, i’ll miss them.” he said, in return. tyler turned the volume up, and let the music flow through the quiet car. since he had a feeling, troye wasn’t going to talk.
“i guess this is goodbye?” tyler said, scratching the back of his head. “yeah.” troye said looking down.
“i’ll go, now.” troye said.
“alright.” tyler replied,
but before troye could turn away, tyler pulled troye in, attaching their lips, and for whatever reason, it felt so right. like, their lips were puzzle pieces just destined to pair. but even if it felt ever so good, troye knew he couldn’t love him. his heart and mind were at a war over tyler, but at that moment he didn’t want his mind to win, because the way tyler’s lips felt against troye’s chapped ones felt so right. but the time came where they both needed to separate.
they backed up and troye turned around and began walking. don’t turn around, his mind declared. he thought of the day they went shopping, and how nice it felt to just hangout with him. or the ice cream and smiles they shared. the endless kisses and holding of warm hands. but, he was reminded of last night. but he knew that tyler didn’t purposely do it. why would he blame a person that probably has a lot of trouble dating therefore doesn’t do it. he knew he wouldn’t be able to find a man like that ever again. when he couldn’t take it anymore he turned around, running back into the arms of tyler.
“i don’t think i could imagine not being with you.” troye whispered into the crease of tyler’s neck while they were hugging.
“me neither, baby.” tyler said, in return.
when they returned home, troye was so glad to see his friends; ariel and noah. their faces were still red from the nonstop crying, which made troye feel so wanted and loved. wanted and loved, is something he hadn’t felt in years, since arriving to the land of the free. it was nice to find a makeshift family, that appreciated you. but he did have to admit, he did really want to see his real family. he attempted to pull the shawl even closer to his skin, embracing the warmth it gave. “i’m going to go unpack.” he told, noah and ariel. they both nodded, and troye tugged the luggage back to the room. he walked back out and wandered around the place.
he stumbled across a room with a warning sign. he looked around the area, before deciding to open the door. he turned the knob, and dust escaped the room, causing troye to cough a little. troye quickly pulled his shirt’s neck opening up to his nose, as he continued to walk. the room itself was small, and nothing really was in it except a grand piano. troye quickly sat down, and guided his hands along the keys. oh, the nostalgia of writing and singing songs back in perth kicked in.
he began to press down on the keys, playing the song he sang at the small cafe he first played at, since coming to america.
i am tired of this place, i hope people change.
he continued to sing and when he was finished he got up and smiled. it felt nice to be doing what you’ve always been doing. it gave him a sense of relief and calmness, to sing. when he turned around, all the calmness went out the window, as his eyes landed on tyler’s. “that was good.” tyler said, smiling. “thank you.” troye said blushing, his heart returning to a steady beat. troye walked towards tyler, wrapping his arms around his neck, as they kissed lovingly and tenderly.
“did you sing when you lived in perth?” tyler asked troye while he held his waist from the back. “yeah, i actually came here to write more music, and get it out there. but that didn’t happen, so it’s just buried in the past.” troye said, giving a small frown. “this will not happen, as long as i’m around. mark my words, troye. you’re going to play madison square garden one day.” tyler said, grinning.
“i don’t think that’d work.” troye said, turning around and looking him in the eyes. “and why not?” tyler asked. “i don’t know, it’s just hard to imagine something you’ve always wanted, but never actually got the chance to do. does that make sense?” troye said, whispering towards the end. “you’re crazy, you have just as much talent as everyone else on that stage!” tyler said. “it’s not about talent. it’s just- when i get so close to things, i just always lose it, i always lose them!” troye said, as tears welted in his eyes. he quickly turned around facing his back towards tyler. “i guess, but one thing for sure, you’ll never lose me.” tyler said, kissing troye’s neck. “i promise.” he finished.
just maybe, was troye not the fool.
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