TYLER'S POV

I awake in my cell. President Kay sits across from me.

"We need to talk.." he says.

"Okay." I sit up on my mattress.

"So.. are you, Tyler Oakley, gay?"

My heart beat picks up pace and I question which way I should answer. I could say yes, tell him it doesn't affect me as soon as I see Troye, reminding me of everything I really am. Or I could say no, continue my fake act of his simulations actually working.

"No" I manage to say, somehow.

"You're in love with Zoe?" He asks pointedly.

"Yeah. God, Zoe. She's beautiful in about four million different ways." I smile for extra affect, "there's no describing Zoe."

He seems pleased with my answer. He sits up and walks out, leaving the cell door open. I walk to that space where I hang out with my friends. Hunter walks in with breakfast afterwards, handing me a plate. I eat some but not alot. I'm really just tired.

Troye walks out of his cell/cage (idek what im calling it now xD), making it just me, hunter and him in the room alone. Troye sits across from me on that picnic table. My eyes meet his but instead of exchanging messages through our deep stares, he averts his eyes.

"Hey" i say softly, taking his hand in mine under the table, "whats up? Why are you acting like this?"

He shrugs. "I didn't sleep last night.." he says, his eyes trained to the floor.

I want to question further but right as I'm about to say something, Alfie and Zoe walk in.

I try to read Troye's emotions through his face but I can't. I have a feeling it's more than just him being tired.

Zoe sits next to me and Alfie sits on a chair away from the rest of the group. Hunter doesn't stay long, he leaves minutes later. My eyes meet Troye's once again. I give him a questioning look, hoping maybe he'll tell me something with his oceany eyes. Right as it looks like water is collecting in his eyes, he turns away and returns to his cell. Although the cell door closes, I stride after him. I open the door, knowing it won't be locked.

The first thing I see is handprints and quotes all over the walls. I smile at how creative that is. After a minute and a half of staring at the walls, my eyes find Troye, huddled in the corner, his face hidden. I hope he's not crying.

I kneel next to him. I hear him sniffle.

What's on his mind?!?

I rest my hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" I whisper.

"I'm.. just... overwhelmed.. about all of this. I'm tired of worrying about what bad news tomorrow is going to bring!" He says.

I hug him and breathe in his scent.

"I'll be your good news." I say.

He uncurls himself and his eyes meet mine and actually stay there. Whatever tension between us we had earlier is gone now as we sit next to each other on the floor.

He leans in to, as I assume, kiss me. He stops and pulls away, his eyes locked on the floor.

Something is up.

I get up and walk out. As I sit down next to Zoe, Hunter walks in, his face lit up.

"Zoe and Tyler, you'll be staying in Tyler's cell tonight. Leaving Alfie and Troye to their own cells." He says like he's happy for us.

"Ooh babe! This is fun!" I say, taking her hand and making myself perk up despite the fact anxiety is coursing through my veins about Troye's weird behaviour.

Later on, after some "flirting" between Zoe and I,  we agree to head to our cell for the night.

She strips down to a tank top and her underwear.

Good thing I'm gay...

I think before laughing out loud at my own thoughts.

"What?" Zoe asks defensively.

I didn't realize that it must seem like I'm laughing at her.

"Just a thought.. not about you though."

Zoe pulls me by the hem of my tee shirt and whispers in my ear, "it's possible they have secret cameras.. we might want to keep our act up"

I nod as she releases me.

I look up to her and I read her thoughts through her eyes. They tell me what I need to do. I grab both of her hands and I nervously brush my lips to hers.

No. I can't do this!
Get your shit together, Tyler!!

She curls her fingers around my neck and kisses me more forcefully. Afterwards, we decide to sit on the mattress. So we lay under the covers and talk casually, looking up at the ceiling.

"Do you ever wonder why all dogs are a supposed to hate cats? Maybe there's an untold love story between a cat and a dog, making them both hated by everyone" Zoe says.

"Do animals even fall in love??" I question. I never really thought about it.

"I think so." She states simply.

"Hm." I say, not really convinced one way or another.

"Goodnight, Tyler" she says tiredly. She rolls over to face away from me. She falls asleep quickly and I wish I could do the same.

TROYE'S POV 

(Backtracking a bit.)

All I feel is guilt as Tyler sits across from me. I know I shouldn't have gotten all caught up with David but I couldn't help it that night. The night of the quotes and handprints. My heart aches at what Tyler doesn't know. I realize I'm about to cry so I get up, turning away, quickly. I almost sprint to my cell door. What I don't expect is for Tyler to follow me.

I huddle into myself, hiding my face. I hear Tyler enter but he must just be standing there because I don't hear him shuffle at all. I realize he must be admiring the "artwork".

He eventually kneels next me as I try to control my emotions and keep my shit together. He lays his hand on my shoulder and at just his simple touch, I could burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" He whispers.

"I'm.. just... overwhelmed.. about all of this. I'm tired of worrying about what bad news tomorrow is going to bring!" I lie.

He hugs me. If anything, he's treating me more like a friend than love interest, which only worsens my case.

"I'll be your good news." He says

I uncurl myself and bring my eyes to meet his. For a minute I forget about everything that's currently weighing down on me. So Iean in to kiss him but then I stop. I can't. My eyes move back to the floor as I tell myself how stupid that was.

Tyler walks out and I hope I didn't upset him.

As soon as the door clicks shut, I feel horrible. I shouldn't have betrayed him by doing things with David and then I had to go and lie to him! I bury my face in my hands, my mind racing at the speed of light.

David (of all people) walks in and sees me crying.

He sits next to me but makes no move to comfort me like Tyler did.

"I'm not even going to ask what's wrong. I get involved in other peoples' lives and screw shit up"

I don't say anything because to speak, you have to be alive and I feel dead. He turns to me and looks at me. I look back at him.

He gets up and holds out his hand to help me up. I don't take it yet.

"C'mon. You're not going to be like this. You have inspiration all around you. Literally!" He says, gesturing to the quotes.

I shrug. He grabs my hand and pulls me up. He drags me out of the room, still holding onto my hand. We pass through the lobby and he takes me up a flight of stairs and into a hallway and through a door to a balcony with two chairs, looking out at the dimly lit sky.

"I'm not supposed to do this" he says, clicking the door shut with his back, biting his lip.

My heart beat picks up pace. I sit in one of the chairs and David joins me soon. We watch as the sun sets and all I can think about is David which is oddly not making me upset. It doesn't make me guilty when I'm with him. He's with me, and all my worries disappear for awhile.

The least I want to do is grab his hand. The stars begin to come out, and any traces of sunlight fades away. We find ourselves just staring at the sky. The silence didn't bother me at all. I feel kind of brave so I steal a glance in his direction and hold my stare. I let my eyes take in his face. I look at the way his hazel eyes look like they belong in the stars. My eyes move from his eyes to his lips repeatedly. I want to break this silence.

"This is really cool..." I say.

"Right?"

"Thanks for bringing me here" I say, a little more bashful.

He looks over to me. He looks like he's about to say something, stops himself, then starts again.

"Look at the stars." He says. I glance up at them and then my eyes travel back to David.

His eyes look more wonderful than usual under the light of a thousand stars (see what I did there?).

"See how beautiful and amazing it is to look at them from here?" He asks, although he knows my answer.

"I see. They do look amazing." I say, refraining from being sarcastic but not ready to break the serious moment.

"That's exactly what I see in your eyes." He says.

My heart beat grows impossibly faster. This is a heart attack.

I don't even have any self discipline when I lean forward and his lips meet mine. His hand touches the back of my neck, feeling like electricity.

I pull away from him and his eyes have a certain incredible magic about them that I can't look away from.

Tyler.

That one word makes me realize what I've done. I actually initiated this kiss. Panic and worry and the need to run away fills me suddenly and I run away from the balcony to my cell. I lean against the door and my breathing becomes heavier and I feel scared and worried.

I scream until my throat hurts but nobody comes to help. Nobody can help. I'm lost beyond help. And every time David touches me, it worsens my condition.

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A/N

HIO I'M SO SORRY! I WANT TROYLER AS BAD AS YOU DO. THINGS WILL BE HAPPENING THOUGH. JUST WAIT ;) LOL I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO SO SO MUCH. DON'T FORGET TO ACCEPT YOURSELF AS WITHOUT ACCEPTANCE THERE IS NO LOVE AND LOVE IS THE MAGIC OF LIFE! (Kesha fans, you see what I did there?!)