Timmy (Chapter 2)

Story by Timmythewolf on SoFurry

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Chapter two of the long awaited story: Timmy.

Timmy ran away from Sean's house and went home. He was feeling terrible until he received a call from Sean. He invited Timmy for a sleepover. What will happen next?

I suck at descriptions. Anyway enjoy, comment, rate, watch. You know the drill.


Anyway here's the next chapter. I hope it's a bit better than the previous one which I noticably rushed a bit.

Recap. He immediately pulled away. ''Whoa! What was that?'' He asked with his eyes wide open. ''T-That, I-I'm sorry. It's just that, you're so understanding and you actually care about me. I-I couldn't help it.'' I cried and ran away. Away from there. Back home.

Enjoy.

When I saw my house at the end of the narrow slightly lightened street, I dashed inside and locked the door behind my back. I was scared. How could I have been so stupid, I kissed my best friend and then bolted. I wanted to tear the ears out of my head, but when I thought it through, that probably wasn't the best solution. It would be better for me just to watch some tv, play some games or hell, even reading a book would make me feel better. I walked to the couch trying desperately to keep back the tears. I went to the big school now, I'd better grow out of crying about everything. I thought to myself as I turned on the tv. I sighed and draped myself onto the couch. I flicked the channels to see if anything good was on. I stopped at an old episode of Friends. I've seen it millions of times and it still made me laugh. Not today however. I got bored and turned it off. I walked upstairs, into my room, dumping myself on my bed. ''Why is no one like me?'' I asked to myself and sighed. I thought about Sean for a minute. He's so hot, I'd do anything just to be with him. The sadness grew a bit. I got up to boot my PS2 but the minute it started I realized I didn't want to shoot random people in the face, so I turned it off again.

I looked at the clock. It read ''7:30 pm'' with bright red digits. Dad was probably working late again and my mother was on a business trip. ''Great.'' I said to myself as I walked downstairs. I went to the answering machine and pressed the play button. ~You have two new messages.~ It said. I walked to the fridge to find something to eat as I listened to the first message. ~Hi Timmy, it's me, your father, I just wanted to let you know that I'm probably late today. There's some lasagna in the fridge if you like some. Bed at eleven tops!~ The machine went to the second message as I suddenly noticed the plate of lasagna and put it into the microwave. ~Uhm, hi Tim, Sean here...~ My ears perked up and in one smooth motion I turned around. ~I guess you're not home yet, well, I didn't expect you to be either but about what happened earlier... I hope you're not too mad I yelled at you, and I think I overreacted a bit. I hope we can still be friends. Call me when you hear this.~ The message stopped. I was shocked. He overreacted? No, I did! I heard the ping of the microwave and turned to it. Then I slowly turned back to the phone and dashed towards it. I tried grabbing it in my run but it slipped right out of my hand. I cursed and picked it up jumped to the couch but missed and fell on the ground instead. I cursed some more. I dialed his number. After two or three beeps, I heard a click, it was his mother.

''Good evening, this is Mrs. Lewis speaking.'' She said. She had the most friendly voice I had ever heard. ''Hi Mrs. Lewis, it's Tim. I was wondering if Sean was there.'' I said. I heard her move up the stairs. ''Yes he is here, hold on.'' She said as she opened a door. I heard her mutter something. ''Hiya, Tim!'' Sean spoke loudly. ''Hi to you too Sean.'' I said as I tried to fetch something to say. ''Sooo, I got your message.'' I said and started pacing up and down the room. Like I always did when I was nervous. ''Yeah, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I know you're going through a tough time with all the bullies and stuff. So I just wondered if we could still be friends.'' He asked with just a hint of desperation in his voice. I was baffled. ''Of course we're still friends.'' I said. Happiness was building up again in my system. ''Great! And just to let you know, you're a terrible kisser.'' He said. I paused for a moment wondering if he made some stupid joke. ''I'm just kidding, you'll do okay.'' He chuckled. I laughed. ''So do you wanna come over tonight?'' My heart skipped a beat at hearing this. ''Hold on for just one second. Let me call my dad on my cell.'' I said as I dashed into the hallway and fiddled with the pockets of my jacket. ''Got it.'' I announced as I dialed my dads number. There were just two beeps before the click but it seemed to take forever. ''Hi Tommy, how are you doing?'' He asked as I walked upstairs for no obvious reason. ''Is it okay if I stay at a friends house tonight?'' I crossed my fingers as I sat down on the side of the bathtub. So apparently I made it into the bathroom. ''Yeah, sure. But why don't you get him to our house? I'll be working late again tomorrow anyway so you guys won't have me or anyone else bossing you around.'' He said. I just had best dad ever. ''Sure I'll ask him. Thanks dad, you rule!'' I said as I hung up. I turned back to Sean. ''You can spend the weekend over at my place.'' I said. I found it idiotic that I found myself standing on top of my parents bed. I jumped down. ''Great, you have a bigger TV anyway, I'll be there in 20 minutes plus 5 for packing.'' He yipped and abruptly hung up the phone. I looked at the clock. Almost 8 Pm. Yes! Well, at least he doesn't hate me.

I walked back downstairs and I couldn't help but feel nervous all over. I sat down in a seat at the dinner table and opened up a book I was reading for school. It was 8:05 Pm. When I heard the doorbell ring. I saw Mrs. Lewis standing there with Sean. He ran inside. I said goodbye to Mrs. Lewis and also walked inside. I walked into the living room and caught Sean lying on the floor on his belly watching TV. I could not help looking at his bare feet as he lay there, I thought it was weird I was turned on by his feet so I quickly put it out of my head. I walked over. ''Hey, are you hungry?'' I asked, remembering the plate of lasagna in the microwave. ''Yeah, I could eat.'' He said still gazing at the TV. I walked to the kitchen and re-heated the lasagna (again). While I was waiting for the lasagna to get warm, I heard Sean laugh in the living room. He's so cute when he laughs. When the food was ready I grabbed it and two spoons and walked back to Sean. He now sat on the couch. I sat next to him. ''Hope you like lasagna.'' I said as I handed him a spoon. ''Yeah, it's my favorite.'' He said as he began eating. I looked at him. He's so cute. I think I'm falling in love with him. When we finished eating we continued watching TV until ten. Then we went upstairs getting ready for bed. Sean raced me to the bathroom. He won. I got into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. As did he. When we finished, We went to the bedroom. I stripped down to my underwear and slid in my blue striped pj's. When I turned around I was surprised to see Sean in only his underwear. I couldn't help myself checking him out. He had the best color white and perfect Green eyes. Not to mention that he was nicely built. I wonder what's under those boxers. ''D-Don't you have any pj's?'' I asked. ''Hey man, I'm up here! And I don't like sleeping in pj's.'' He said. I looked up from his private region. Right, there he was. Reluctantly I offered him a mattress on the floor and went to the bed next to it.

We talked for a while, I learned a lot about him. He wants to be a police officer when he's older and he's really good with computers. He's making his own videogame. Compared to him, I was a nobody. I wasn't really good at anything, my highest grade was a B for chemistry and I had no clue about the future. He'll never love me.

20th of september 2003,

It was now 3:17 am. I was awakened by Sean. ''Dude, wake up!'' He said. I moaned and turned over. He went for the radio and turned it on loud. I jumped up. ''What?'' I asked agitated. He looked around the room nervously. ''Can't sleep. Had a really weird dream.'' He said. I looked at him quizzically. I then sighed. ''What was it about then?'' I asked. Really wanting to get back to sleep. He began. ''Well, so I was going by the usual routine of school, homework and Tv when suddenly this guy appeared on the sofa. He had five legs and three arms and was completely naked. I asked him what he was doing there, then he said, ''Waiting for you.'' And then for no obvious reason I began kissing him, like for real with tongue and all. Then I woke up and woke you up.'' He finished. I looked at him with fixed gaze. ''It's kinda funny because he sort of looked like you.'' He said. I frowned. ''I look like a guy with five legs and three arms?'' We laughed. When we calmed and put back our faces in the right position he looked serious. ''I am really sorry for yelling at you yesterday. I guess I was just surprised.'' He said. I felt bad too. What on earth was I thinking. ''And I'm sorry for kissing you.'' I said and looked away. ''No need to be sorry for that. I felt horrible as soon as you went out of the door. I kind of liked it.'' He admitted. My jaw dropped open. I was shocked. Did he like me? The thought was interrupted by Sean saying goodnight. Whatever. I couldn't sleep anymore.