Troye's POV
"Troye?" Connor's voice echoed through my head.
All I could hear was screaming and I couldn't focus on anything.
"Let's get him back inside." I heard Zoe say.
I felt Connor out his hand on my back and guide me back inside but as soon as we were out of the viewers's sight he picked me up and carried me to the elevator.
"Connor, where is your room key?" Zoe said when the elevator door closed.
"It's in my back pocket."
"Okay, got it."
We got off the elevator and when we got to our room Connor sat down on the bed with me in his lap and cradled in his arms, for the second time in 24 hours.
"Alfie will you please go get a wet washcloth?" Zoe asked.
"Of course."
My eyes slowly stopped darting around the room and finally just focused on Connor's eyes, Connor's bright green, sparkling eyes.
"Troye?" Connor said "It's okay, everyone's gone."
I nodded.
"Troye?" Zoe said as she pressed the washcloth against my forehead.
"C-can we j-just order room service?" I stuttered.
"Of course." Connor chuckled.
We sat in our room eating and talking while I calmed down.
"Okay" Zoe yawned "we should probably go rest before our flight tomorrow."
"But we'll see you in three days, right?" Alfie asked.
"Ya, our flight's right after my meeting for TRXYE." I replied.
"Okay! We'll see you soon! Bye!" Zoe said as they exited our room.
"Can we just lay here and listen to music?" Connor asked.
"That sounds great."
