Careful (Troyler)

Thirty: Franta

~Connor's POV~

With various colors of balloons and even a brown teddy bear, I stood outside of Troye's hospital room, too anxious to open the door at first. I exhale, looking at all my gifts. Red and pink helium balloons along with heart shaped helium balloons I had in my hands, along with the dark brown teddy bear in my other hand. I frown, thinking that this will come off way too strong. I mean, after all, Troyler did just end a small while ago...But he's such a beautiful person, and I would love to have a boyfriend as sweet and amazing as him.

So, as these thoughts rush through my head, I open his door, seeing Tyler Oakley practically on top of him, and they're making out. I stand there in horror a solid three minutes, shaking. So apparently Troyler is still a thing, and they just chose to make it secret again for some reason; even from their friends, they kept it secret. While they're kissing, Tyler lets out a moan and that is when I can't stand to watch this anymore. I clear my throat awkwardly, hoping to break them out of their romantic moment for just a minute. It worked, thankfully, but they both, Tyler especially, looked at me like I just ruined the best moment they've ever had.

"H-hi guys. D-didn't m-m-mean to interru-pt" I stammer, awkwardly trying to be nice about walking in on them.

"Oh no, you didn't" Troye says, flashing a half smile at me "what's all this?"

"Oh" I say, quickly coming back to my senses "this? This is just get well soon presents, because I'm cheesy" I laugh, not thinking about what I said. When I get a glare from Tyler, I then realized how relationship like that sounded. Good job, Franta.

"Well, it's a shame you took so long off" Troye says, looking at me with those piercing blue eyes "because I am actually getting out of here tomorrow."

"You are?" Tyler and I question in harmony. We look at each other, then back at Troye, both extremely puzzled.

"Yes. I just found out shortly before Tyler got here. Tomorrow evening is when I will be leaving Florence" he smiles, squeezing Tyler's hand.

"That's great, Troye!" Tyler squeals, hugging Troye tightly.

"Yes, that is lovely, Troye. I'm so glad you're doing so much better" I blurt out the next sentence, sounding like an idiotic fangirl "can I get a hug, too?"

Troye laughs, looking at me with a genuine smile.

"Of course! Come here, Franta" Troye smiles, motioning for me to come him. Tyler stands up, glaring at me as he goes back out into the waiting room. Geeze, he must really hate me now or something, I don't really understand why.

"It's good to see you Connor" Troye says when he embraces me tightly. I wrap my arms around his neck, feeling whole just from that small, quick hug.

"So, how have you been?" Troye asks, looking at me with sincere curiosity.

"Good as I can be. What about yourself?" I question, smiling at him.

"Better. So much better" he smiles "I like your shirt, it looks lovely on you." I honestly have forgotten what shirt I'm wearing until I look down. I see it's my navy blue floral sweater; literally the most feminine thing I own.

"Thanks" I laugh "I really am sorry to interrupt, I just wanted to show you that I'm keeping my promise by coming to see you."

He laughs, rolling his eyes.

"I knew you would, Franta." I look at him, my heart racing.

"Well" Tyler says from the doorway "if you don't mind, Franta, you were kind of interrupting something; Troye and I need to talk."

"It didn't look like you were doing much talking to me" I mutter without thinking. FUCK. Well, I'm screwed. Done for. Tyler is going to kill me.

"Not like that's any of your business" Tyler spat.

"Hey, we really do have to talk though, Connor. How about you just text or call me next time before you come, and then we'll talk. Sounds great, yeah?" Troye says nodding politely.

"Yeah-I'm sorry to come uninvited" I say, nodding to Troye and Tyler.

"I understand" Troye half smiles in response. I walk out empty handed, closing the door behind me. I feel like such an idiot, walking in on Troye and Tyler making out. I shouldn't have opened that door. I shouldn't have brought those cheesy gifts. I'm such an idiot; thinking that I could just walk through that door and steal Sivan's heart. What is wrong with me?

This is kind of a filler chapter but there's some excited stuff about to go down ily