- TROYE -
My forehead broke out in a sweat as I felt Tyler's body fall in my lap.
"Ty? Tyler? Guys, whats going on?" I ask, panic rising in my voice.
"He fainted!! Troye, help me with him" Marcus says, pulling Tyler off of me.
His body was rigidly tense, but limp at the same time. My hands were shaking as I saw Tyler's clenched jaw and his eyes rolled back in his head.
I stood up, and backed away slowly.
"I-I can't. Is he okay? Marcus, what's happening?" I ask, I can feel my heartrate increase as I see Tyler's unconscious head flopping down.
"Guys, keep him upstraight. Try to open his mouth, and keep his tongue from rolling back. Someone get me a cup of water!" Louis orders, rushing towards Tyler.
I feel dizzy. What's happening?
I gasp when Louis throws the water on Tyler's face, and starts slapping his face gently. Zoe's hands grasp my arm, steadying me.
I gulp watching Louis trying to wake up Tyler. I get even more dizzy, and Zoe lowers me onto the couch.
"Troye? He'll be okay" Zoe whispers, rubbing my back.
I nod softly. This is all my fault. I should have seen the signs that he wasn't feeling well. I shouldn't have let him come here after he had so many panic attacks.
"This is all my fault" I mutter, burying my face in my hands.
- TYLER -
When my eyes are open, I see that I sprawled across a bed, with soaking clothes on.
What the hell happened?
I scanned the room that was mostly empty. I knew it was Zoe's, but I didn't know why I was in here.
"Umm....guys?" I call out.
"Tyler?" Jim asks, hurrying into the room.
"Yeah?" I ask, still confused.
"Are you okay? How do you feel? Does your head hurt?" he rambles.
"I'm fine" I laugh.
"Tyler? You fainted." Jim says, looking at me concerned.
I knit my eyebrows together as I search my memory. I remember being dizzy, and feeling like I was about to fai-
Oh.
I guess I did faint.
"Oh, well I'm fine now" I insist.
"Good" he sighs.
"I'm going to go get Troye. He's burning a hole through the floor by pacing. He's worried sick" Jim says, getting off the bed and walking out the room.
I try to get up, but a sharp pain comes from my head. Shit. I guess I must have hit my head when I fell or something.
I rub the back of my head, but it's tender. I wince when my fingers make contact with the bruise.
"Tilly?" I hear Troye whisper from behind the door.
"Yeah, Troye, come in" I say.
He walks in and hurries towards me. He engulfs me in a hug, squeezing me tightly.
"Don't you ever scare me like that again" he whispers.
I smile against his shoulder and nod.
He pulls away and his eyes scan my body, searching for injuries.
