Unwanted

16. Different

The two boys had visited about 25 different theatres in Paris that day. All of them having different groups of friends. By the end of the day it's wasn't them waiting to surprise the fans but it was the fans surprising them. The previous people had published and spreed the news on Twitter and Instagram that the two boys where out there trying to fix stuff and people made everything to get to the cinema and have a chance to meet the two friends.

Thomas was now eating some fries Dylan and him had just got from McDonald's as his younger friend was scrolling trough his phone. They had called a taxi to get back to the hotel to afterwards finally take the plane to LA.

Thomas actually didn't want to go. He was quite unsure if that would also be a good idea. He still wasn't that recovered from having less sleep the night before the thought of getting jet lagged made him wanna leave to london, which was a 30 minutes plane ride.

"Do you think Tyler is gay?" Dylan suddenly broke out, lifting his head to look at Thomas.

The blonde had just put a french fry in his mouth and ended up choking on it. Making Dylan laugh lightly. The Brit's head turned red, having problems to find it's way to breathe again. The brunette slapped lightly on Thomas back, making the guy's chocking slowing fade away.

"What?" was everything Thomas could get out when he found his breath again.

Dylan shrugged, "I don't know. I was on Instagram and like there are some sick O'Brosey edits whit the caption «boyfriends» you know. Like maybe there was really something between Tyler and me."

Thomas was kinda amazed about the way Dylan talked so easily about it. How could Dylan suddenly think that he had feelings for his friend in the past. Just because he saw a video where they acted like maybe more than friends he would suddenly think he was gay for Tyler?

"I... I don't think so. I mean... I don't know Tyler that well but from what I know of him, he doesn't sound gay to me." Thomas said, getting a simple nod in return.

He looked out of his window, having a confused face expression just wanting to scream out the 3 famous words. All that was running trough his mind where those three words and nothing more.

What. The. Elephant.

"It's also not like he ever tried to kiss me or anything." Dylan said, making Thomas turn his head again, "Different from us two."

The blonde froze. He was shock about what his friend just said, confused by the way he gave it away. He was even confused about what Dylan meant with that. Was he thinking that Thomas was gay? That to be gay there must a "kiss"? Was he stating that his relationship with Thomas was "gayer" than his relationship with Tyler?

Thomas ignored his friends last sentence, looking down at his french fries. He took one of them into his hand but needed up letting it join the others again. Something took away his appetite.

"I mean we did pretend to kiss several times," Dylan kept talking, "three? Maybe four times? Isn't it strange that like we knew each other for a month and we played chicken with the dare of kissing? Like nothing would be wrong if none of us did pull away?"

Thomas was amazed by his friends words. They were true. It was kinda strange but also nice. It showed them how fast the two boys got along and become friends.

"No." Thomas said quickly, putting his bucket of fries into the paper bag in the middle seat.

Dylan frowned at his friend. For the American those actions were strange. It wasn't like every friendship out there would just sync agree on doing a fake kiss. And that after knowing each other for a month.