Troye's POV
As soon as I told him I regretted it. He had many emotions on his face but I could only pick out one... Anger. My palms began sweating rapidly and my breath quickened. Not another panic attack... I can't let Tyler see me like this! I quickly decided and sprinted out of the hotel room. I hear shouting from behind me but I didn't dare stop. I would start screaming soon if I stayed. The air as I ran past various rooms cooled me down a little. I must have took the wrong turning because when I got to the end of the corridor, I saw it was a dead end. I sighed and slumped up the wall. All of a sudden I heard footsteps. Tyler, I agreed with myself.
"Tyler piss off!" I grumbled, not looking up.
"Troye. I'm not Tyler!" A dark voice laughed. I looked up and to my horror, it was him.
Tyler's POV
I was thinking about what Troye had just said as anger flooded through me. Not because of Troye but because of how untactful I was and how I could have possibly lost all chances with the hot Aussie. I think Troye must have noticed because he suddenly ran out of my room.
"Troye!" I shouted. I grabbed my phone and some money on the way out. He went through a network of hallways but I lost him. I hoped silence would help me find him and I dreaded what I heard. I silently half-ran, half-crawled to the situation listening to the conversation
[so this is a key for the next bit of the convo: Italic is Troye and: bold is the person. Normal is just Tyler's actions etc. and I will tell u when it stops.]
"Tyler piss off!" okay so that hurt a little
"Troye. I'm not Tyler!"
"D-Daniel?"
"Hey Troye! Missed me much?" the voices were a little louder now as I got closer to Troye and someone else.
"Please leave me alone!" [ended convo now] Troye shrieked and I instantly picked up my pace. Hurt him and I swear to god! I threatened in my head. I halted and turned to my left to see a tall man who I assumed was Daniel slapping Troye hard on the face. Troye was crying but looked up enough to see me. He shook his head to indicate me staying away when Daniel kicked him again. This time I ignored Troye's pleas and marched up to Daniel.
"What the fuck do you think your doing?!" I screamed. He turned round with a sinister grin.
"Is this your new boyfriend Troye? I might just have fun with him..." Daniel snarled. His face made me sick but I couldn't help but wish Troye WAS my boyfriend.
"I'm NOT coming with you! And I'm not his boyfriend!" I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists as well. He sneered and my anger boiled over. Without a seconds hesitation I connected my fist with Daniels face. He let out a yelp as I breathed heavily.
"Leave." I snarled, turning back towards Troye. Daniel fled and my heart shattered when I saw the mess who has been my crush for at least a year now... He had a black eye and from what I could see, most of his skin was purple or a shade of bluey-black.
Livvy's POV
I was on a floor of my own but I only had the one room. All of a sudden I hear someone crying and getting hurt. II recognised the one voice and I listened intently. As I listened for about 30 seconds or more another voice screamed at these people. Suddenly I remembered who's voices they were. They were Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan's voices! I quickly rushed around getting my keys, phone and a first aid kit. I briskly walked towards the noise and I noticed it had stopped. I still could hear whimpering and Tyler whispering to this person. As I turned the corner I got the shock of my life. Troye was beat up; and pretty badly at that too. I cleared my throat.
"Tyler? Troye?" I called out into the quiet corridor. Tyler's head snapped up and he glared at me. That look quickly changed from anger to apologetic to shocked.
"Hi." He mumbled, looking back down at Troye. Tears were seeping from beneath my younger idols eyelashes so I stepped forward, offering the first aid kit.
"We should get him inside before we attract too much attention?" I suggest.
"Yeah but he wont make the stairs." Tyler points out.
"My apartment? Come on!" I insist, helping him with Troye. He whimpers so Tyler comforts him.
[time skip to when they are in the apartment]
Livvy's POV
"Is he asleep?" I ask Tyler who has just came out of my extra room. He nods and picks up the cup of coffee I made.
"What happened?" I whisper. If he doesn't want me to know, I will understand.
"From what I can tell, Troye knew this lad. His name was Daniel and he CLEARLY had something against Troye and then he... beat him up." Tyler informed me, wincing at the last bit. I gugged him for a while until he gasped. I looked at where he was looking and he saw what I REALLY didn't want anyone to see. My cuts.
"Livvy?" He mumbles.
"Y-yea?" I stuttered. I only ever stutter whenever I'm nervous and that only happens before a... I suddenly realise which makes me even worse. I leap up and begin pacing around the room. I let out a frustrated groan and pulled my hair.
Tyler's POV
Livvy was really nice and didn't seem like your typical fangirl. I saw her cuts and gasped. She... cuts? All of a sudden Livvy begins pacing around the room. I watch her closely and realise something. She's having a panic attack. She starts tugging at her hair harshly so I stand up and pull her in for a hug, wrapping her arms around my waist. Most fangirls would KILL for this and would want photos... I'm shook from my thoughts when my shirt starts to feel wet. She's crying.
"Livvy? I think we need to talk..." I mumble into her hair. She sighs and sits down on the sofa.
"Why?" I ask, suddenly nervous.
"Why not? You don't even know me but I guess your gonna want to so here's a short paragraph about me!" She announces, sitting up now. I understand she doesn't want to hear words so I simply nod.
"I have a YouTube channel... It's doing well but at the same time, people hate me! I get hate everyday and people look at me like I'm a fucking freak!" She begins sobbing again and I realise she doesn't want me knowing anymore. All of a sudden I hear sniffing from somewhere other than Livvy. We both spin round to see Troye leaning up against the doorframe crying. Livvy nudges me and so I get up, making my way over the snivelling Australian.
"H-How long where you there for?" Livvy stutters again. I see an all-too familiar look creeping onto her face. By now me and Troye are sat down so I grip her arm.
"From your... breakdown..." Troye mumbles. Livvy lets out a strangled sob and runs out of the room.
Troye's POV
I heard all about Livvy and I felt really bad that I didn't go after her... When she runs out of the room, fear strikes Tyler's face.
"Whats wrong?" I ask, getting anxious.
"Troye... She cuts!" He cries out helplessly. I instantly run after her. This apartment is so big so I check every room until I find the bathroom. To my dismay its locked.
"Liv?" I wait. No answer
"Liv! Get out here now!" I shriek, not caring how loud I am being. I hear sobs and it makes my heart hurt even more. A hand slips round my waist for comfort and I relax a little but still continue banging on the door. I love Tyler and WISH with a passion that he was mine but right now, I'm trying to reach a very suicidal girl from the BATHROOM. I hear the door unlocking but not opening. Tyler steps back and shakes his head, indicating I have to go in. As I open the door and step inside I see Livvy. he doesn't look like she has been crying or anything apart from the fact that she is walking out of the bathroom with a jumper on. Tyler sighs with relief when he sees her but I'm not convinced.
"Food?" She asks, looking between me and Ty. He nods and so do I.
"Pasta for me and Tyler and... Nutella for you Troye?" She inquires, grinning. Maybe I'm exaggerating? I try to convince myself but then I realise her smile doesn't quite reach her hazel eyes. We sit down at the table when I see something seeping through her shirt. Now I'm positive she's... cut. Blood continues to seep through her left arm but Tyler wont see as he is on the right. I need to get him to see it too.
"Tilly look at this Troyler edit!" I call him over, showing Livvy it first so she doesn't get suspicious. It was just a random one but when he arrives by my side I nod in the direction of her arm. Tyler gives it away by gasping and then Livvy realises what we are staring at.
"Tyler... Troye... I-I erm..." She attempts to make a run for it but now I'm alert I block her way. We pin her into a corner and she slouches down, sobbing into her hands. Tyler leaves my side to fetch the First Aid kit and returns moments later with gauze. We silently remove her hoody, revealing cut upon cut and scar upon scar. Tyler was always better at comfort so I have to bandage up her arms.
"Oh Livvy... I think we are gonna neeed to keep a close eye on you." I eventually sigh, finished with her arms. Shee stands up and walks to the window.
"I'll be fine." She tries to insist. In the end me and Tilly will sleep at hers for a while.
[sorry about this time skip thing but otherwise it will be boring! so time skip to about 12:30am]
Tyler's POV
Me and Troye have left Livvy in her room fast asleep about half an hour ago. Troye seemed a bit reluctant to go to bed but maybe it was just nerves? I close my eyes and fall to sleep.
I open my eyes and I see Troye standing there, cuts all over his arms. Livvy is looking at me accusingly so I give her a puzzled look. I attempt to speak but I am unable to. All of a sudden Troye and Livvy disappear and my eyes are closed. There is silence until someone shrieking awakes me.
I open my eyes and realise the last part wasn't a dream. I shoot up and try to identify who it is. I instinctively run into Troye's room where I see Livvy
"Tyler? Troye's not right..." Livvy whispers. I see Troye with what looks like a knife in his hand.
"Dad! Stay away!" He shrieked, cowering away. [by the way this is just for the story and I know Troye's dad in real life loves him to pieces but lets just pretend he hates him shall we?]
I forced myself to relax before making my way towards my petrified best friend.
"Troye?" I whisper. He blinks as if confused and then stares at me.
"Oh my god Tyler I'm sorry!" He sobs. Livvy stays hidden and I cant help but partially thank her for that...
