Tyler's POV

I shut my eyes tight, and when I opened them, Zalfie and Troye were crying, so I knew it was okay to cry. I didn't dare look back at Connor Franta dead.

"Back to your rooms. I hope this was enjoyable." The president said, almost sarcastically.

The guards didn't even send us back, we made our own way to the rooms. When all four of us were standing in front of two metal doors, Zoe glanced at me, giving me a look that seemed to say, "switch?". I nodded and Zalfie headed into one room. Troye and I eventually walked into our room but it took a minute. I was glad that Zoe let me switch, although I didn't know if she wanted Troye and I to be together, or she needed Alfie, or both.

I hated President Kay before, but now I had a much better reason. He killed my best friend.

"I hate him" Troye said.

We didn't say a word after that, the empty silence eating me alive. I felt like it gave Troye and I a distance between each other and I didn't like it. All I wanted was to tell him everything is going to be just fine. That he was everything I wanted to call mine.
Tyler! Stop!

I forced myself to think about something other than Troye. I finally fell asleep, but it didn't last long.

I remembered about President Kay killing Connor im my nightmare and I awoke screaming.

Troye glanced over at me. He hadn't even tried to sleep.

"You okay?" Troye asked, still holding his gaze.

"Um... yeah.." I thought about it. "I don't know..."

He looked sorry for me but I knew he should worry about himself, not me.

"Tyler? Is- Is it connor?" He said quietly.

I nodded. He came over to my bed, and sat in front of it.

"It's gonna be okay.." he whispered.

"I'll try to believe that." I whispered back.

TROYE'S POV

I was startled when Tyler awoke, screaming. I knew it was about Connor's death.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Um... yeah.. I don't know..."

"Tyler? Is- Is it connor?" I said quietly.

Tyler nodded. I came over to his bed, and sat in front of it.

"It's gonna be okay.." i whispered.

"I'll try to believe that." he whispered back.

"We're probably going to die." I said, stating the obvious.
Way to be positive and comfort Tyler, Troye.

God, I hated myself sometimes.

"I know that!" He said like I was being silly.

I tried my best to smile at him, but it's hard when your best friend just died.

"Connor shipped us so hard.." Tyler said, laughing. Really laughing, and I smiled to myself seeing him laugh.

"He would've easily called himself a huge fan.." Tyler added.

I nodded, not sure why he thought about how the fans called us Troyler, hoping it might be real. Sometimes I wished it was real.

He sighed. Does he know how adorable he is?

"Can I do something?" He asked in the cutest way possible, and then hastily adding, "for Connor, for our fans.."

"Okay??" I said. I wasn't exactly sure what he meant, but I was too tired to question further so I went with it.

He kissed me on the cheek ever so lightly. I knew I was blushing but it was dark so Tyler couldn't see it anyways. I smiled.
Damn it, Tyler, you're fucking adorable!! I immediately scolded myself for having such thoughts.

I eventually fell asleep but I was awoken by some scientists, observing me as I sleep. I looked over at Tyler. He was in the same situation.

"Come with us, boys." They walked out as Tyler and I followed.

We got to a big room, with a hospital bed, and some colored liquid in tubes. Testing tubes.

"Tyler.. Won't you have a seat?" A scientist asked Tyler.

Alfie and Zoe joined us soon, sitting on chairs by the hospital bed with me.

Zoe looked scared and she tensed up. I smiled weakly at her.

"President Kay has special serum here." The scientist lifted a bottle of purple liquid, "designed to make you believe... things.."

"What kind of things?" Tyler asked.

"You'll find out in due time. Your friends will be watching.. Now drink this.."

Tyler sealed his lips and shook his head.

I find it funny how he could down a whole bottle of whiskey, but he couldn't do this. Then I remembered what I'd be doing in his position.

The scientist eventually poured the syrup down his throat, and it affected him almost immediately.

TYLER'S POV

I was in a meadow of green grass and sunshine, surrounded by the friendly woods.

Zoe came frolicking up to me, a crown made of flowers she had picked. She wore a matching one.

"For you, my king."

I was confused. Where's Alfie?

"Thanks" I tried to hide my confusion.

"Shall we head back home babe?"
Babe? Babe?! BABE?!?! What the hell??

"Zoe? Where's Alfie?"

She laughed.

"How should I know? Probably out at a bar, drinking his life away."

"Oh.."

"Home?"

"Um.. okay...?"

We walked to an apartment building in the city. I was surprised I didn't see fans anywhere.

"Where are my fans?"

"Fans?" Zoe tried to hide her smile but it didn't work.

"Yeah. My fans that watch my videos..... on YouTube... Zoe, work with me, here!!"

"I don't know what you're talking about! Do you need some sleep?"

"No!"

"Just sleep, it'll make everything better."

"Fine."

She dragged me to our bedroom and tucked me in, kissing my forehead. I shuddered. I'm not gay? Where's Troye? What the hell happened?!?! I wondered to myself.