Zoe's POV ( aye )

"Hurry up!" I whined impatiently at the blue headed boy who was frantically trying to style his hair into a quiff. "What's taking you so bloody long anyways? Pick up your lazy arse and move it!"

"Ugh, you got that wrong Zoella Sugg. It's when life gives you lemons, you stick them in your bra and work it girl! Cause dayum daddy wants some lemonade for his thirsty, thirsty mind!" Tyler yells back before letting out a frustrated groan at his reflection in the mirror.

"You look fine Tyler! We're just going for coffee. It's not like we're walking the red carpet!" I retorted rolling my eyes at his childish pout. People complain that girls take forever to get ready but one look at Tyler and it'd all be a joke. That boy took three hours to wash his hair and style it yet he's still unhappy with it. Three hours! How he manages to get up in the morning and still make it on time for his meetings is a wonder to me. I guess that's why we all work at home. No need for six in the morning rushes and traffic jams in the after business hours.

"No one understands the pride of a gay men..." His voice floats behind me as we make our way down the hall towards the hotel elevator. "I thought that as a woman she'd at least..."

"C'mon Ty!" I huffed in exasperation at his continuous complaints. "Who do you expect to run into? The Queen? Harry Styles?" Troye Sivan? A voice whispered in my head but I pushed it away. 

"We could meet anyone Zo." He winked at me cheekily as he checked his hair in the elevator mirrors like a typical white girl, pursing his lips and posing for the cameras. "Ya know like my future husband?"

Oh, if only he knew.

After last night's confessions I knew that I wanted the two of them to meet again as soon as possible, but by arranging this meetup I hoped that I wouldn't be screw up what was left of their friendship. Oh well, I sighed to myself biting my bottom lip. Discretely I crossed my fingers behind my back, we can only wait and see.

••O••

Sitting in the petite coffee and tea shop cocooned in smartly embroidered pillows along with soft jazz music tinkling from unseen speakers overhead I lounged happily. Despite the cheap prices and amazing taste of the drinks the shop was relatively empty. Deserted or customers like the usual Starbucks I went to back home in Brighton. Sipping on my venti chai tea latte with a dash of cinnamon I texted Troye anxiously while Tyler sat across from me cross legged and completely oblivious to what I was planning behind his back yet directly beneath his nose.

From: Zoe Sugg 

To: Troye Sivan

"Where are you? You're late!"

From: Troye Sivan 

To: Zoe Sugg

"Sorry, sorry! Got caught up in traffic after bumping into some fans. Ugh, I'll be there soon :("

I sighed, yes I am impatient and annoying at times when people are late. I get it, but ugh this may be the only chance I can get the two of them together before the media steps in and ruin everything. Even as soon as the dinner was over there was already pictures circling around the internet with fans trailing our every move. I hate to say this but some of those over obsessive girls can get quite scary. Muttering softly to myself I chucked my phone back into my purse without replying to his text.

"What's wrong? Alfie being sassy again?" I snorted, rubbing my eyes at Ty's questions.

"No, you're the sassy one mister. And I'm just tired. I didn't sleep well last night after the party and long day." I waved my hands around trying to lighten up the mood and muster up a smile so that he wouldn't be suspicious as I stalled for more time willing that Troye would hurry up. I have my doubts about this, I want them to meet as soon as possible, but at the same time I want to savor the last moments of calmness before Tyler either makes up with Troye and everything is fine or they will both hate me forever.

"As a second, we should probably head back soon we do need to catch the plane tomorrow and I still need to pack. We're still up for the trip right? You, me, Alfie and Connor back to Brighton?" 

"What? Oh, yeah! Trips still on! And no, I uh, I the hotel is too crowded. Um I'm in a fight with ah TANYA! People! So many people!" I rambled sounding like a complete idiot. A fight with Tanya? Zoe are you crazy? Tanya of ALL people?! "Could we stay for just a while longer, please?"

He frowned at me confusion written all over his face and instantly I felt guilt clench at my stomach. I've never lied to Tyler. He knew absolutely everything about me and the fact that I was hiding something as big as this from him made me sick to my stomach. Shit. I screwed up big time didn't I? But just as he opened his mouth to talk a warm gust of summer breeze blew into the cafe to show a young lad dressed in a large over sized black jumper and skinny jeans fidgeting nervously with his sunglasses, his eyes darting around as if in search of a certain someone. And when our eyes met I knew at once it was Troye Sivan. Though this was only the second time we'd officially met outside of management the distinctive way he walked, slouched and cat like from the obvious years of modeling - and not by the fact that I stalk him like a profession fangirl. I could feel my excitement rising accompanied by faint panic as his gaze didn't linger on me, only sliding as if by instinct and natural reflects to the boy sitting across from me mouth agape. Troye's mouth opened slightly as if he was about to say something but his eyes narrowed into a pointed glare as he spun around stalking back out.

"Wait...Todd!" I shouted leaping from my seat nearly chucking my cup at Tyler's face before rushing after Troye's retreating form. "Todd Mc'Gueir!" Wincing at my odd choice of name I gripped his bony elbow trying to steady my breathing as cold sweat trickled down the nape of my neck. Todd Mc'Gueir?! What. The. Hell. How in the name of Pete did I even come up with that?

"First off, that's not my name and secondly you didn't tell me that we'd be having company today." Troye said, turning around to face me his gaze insistent and stern. Full of disapproval and many other unreadable emotions. Probably disappointment and hate. 

"I know! I'm sorry, but he's one of my best friends and last night he told me about what happened between the two of you. Besides I can't call you Troye or we'd have cameras on us the second people realize who you are. Don't you ever get tired of that?"

His eyes lit up at my words before clouding over once more. "He talks about me? And nothing happened however the way he might've told you so. We were simply friends who grew apart over time and come to a compromise that things wouldn't work out."

"Just to me Troye. I was only told so yesterday after all. No one else knows, and I certainly won't speak a word of it. I gave my word to Tyler for that, and I wish you'd stop lying Troye. We all know that something happened no matter the varied versions of your stories. But just let me say something, everything happens for a reason and I don't believe that you'd stop being friends simply because there were some complications. There are problems and rough patches in each relationship it's only how calm and collectively you learn to work around them. Please, now, can we just.. you know? Talk? Communicate? Like normal people despite our social differences?"

"What is there to talk about? It's been years and we've both moved on."

I raised my eyebrows at his words but decided against questioning him on it as long as he came in with me everything else could wait. Though to me it seemed as if they've done anything but moved on. Ty thinks he hides it well, but in reality I've probably caught him stalking Troye's social media accounts and singing his songs in the shower more than fifteen times. Not that I'm secretly counting or anything.

"Fine. Then just come in with me and get a drink at least, and we'll talk like you've never met before. You're my friend and I've literally known Tyler for like ever. You guys had a past that no one knows except for the two of you. It's been ten years, and you've both changed immensely. Maybe if you tried to get to know each other you could be friends again."

It took some bribing and talks of logic, but eventually Troye caved allowing me to gleefully lead him in. At the couches Tyler was still seated frozen like a statue but his eyes darted around following us.

"Sit." I commanded my reluctant companion, "I'm going to get drinks." Closing my eyes I allowed myself half a second of hesitation before bounding to the counter distractedly ordering drinks while half of me was busy eavesdropping on their conversation. Balancing the tray of drinks in my arms I hobbled back to the boys hoping for the best.

••O••

A/N

Soooo.... whats up ya'll?! FANCY AN EARLY UPDATE? HAHA SAME, ME TOO..! So here we go a early update / filler that I wrote on paper at three in the morning because I couldn't sleep and decided to type out from voice control on my phone at six the same day... AND NOT EDITED CAUSE IM LAZY. I'm a grandma I know, I know, who still writes on paper?! You're so weird! YEA I KNOW. I KNOW IM SLIGHTLY CRAZY BUT I GO SLIGHTLY INSANE IF I DON'T GET ENOUGH HOURS ON WATTPAD. It's a really big problem cause I'm kinda addicted to this app / website.

So um, I have a music exam coming up on August 12 (Auguest) and I'm super nervous and scared asdfghjkl. Also who's pumped for Auguest with Tyler?! I think we all know there's at least a collab with Zoe and maybe Caspar because Ty's hanging out in England currently. But mostly I just want a collab with Connor. It's not that I even ship them romantically I really don't. Shipping Conler in my opinion is like shipping Korey and Tyler. Something is just off. But I just want a Conler collab because I just want proof that they're still friends ya know? So i guess i should explain that to the people who don't know what happened. There are rumors that Tyler and Connor aren't friends anymore or they had a fight because they're not following each other on Instagram atm and have barely interacted. I mean you could say the same about Troyler, but at least they've tweeted like once or twice. Also now that i'm so deep into this A/N I also want to mention that I also ship Tronnor. More as a BROTP but I will NOT tolerate ANY hate on Tronnor or Connor because Connor makes me so happy and whether Troye ends up with Tyler, Connor or anyone in the world as long as he's happy then I will support him through it all. Same with Conler or Torey. If for some reason that's who they end up with then I'm happy for them. Sometimes the Tronnor fandom drives me insane especially some of the recent fanfics because yes I have tried looking for some to read but most of them disses Tyler to no extent and that makes me so so so mad.

Well, I'm done with that rant for the moment but I do want to mention a band that I've recently been super into called Hey Violet. It's not a new band, but they recently opened for 5sos on the ROWYSO Tour and ever since then I've been obsessed with their music. They used to be called Cheeri Bomb with all girls called Julia, Nia, Miranda and Rena. But Julia left the band and now they resurfaced as Hey Violet recruiting a member called Casey. He's a guy and adhjdsahfkdsafksjfkjdsf I'm just completely in love with their music. Hey Violet is so talented so if you're interested some of their fave songs of mine are called "I'm There" and "This is Why"

Wow... this was extremely long lol, so hope you have a great day, week, month, year, life whatever. Peace out. ilyasm stay tuned for the next chapter and remember to vote, comment, follow and share if you like!

Xx,

Kelly.