12:59.
I still had a couple of hours left till Timothee picks me up for the show.
I took a quick shower then blew dry my hair then did my makeup.
it was 3 pm after I went to eat something real quick.
3:50
I had nothing to do so I decided to take a quick nap.
I had my notebook laying right next to me.
I was writing what I felt.
It was about Louis.
I know I'm with Timothee.
But still.
I loved him.
I know I only knew him for a couple of months.
I thought he was the one
6:55
Timothee's POV
I pulled into y/n's apartment building going to pick her up for my show tonight.
I knock on her door.
No response
I knocked again.
Nothing
I check in her little plant pot for her extra key.
I open and I see her sleeping on her couch.
Is it weird that I find her pretty when she's sleeping?
she had a notebook beside her.
I picked it up and read
"Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you, too
"Don't forget me, " I begged
I remember you said
"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead"
Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?"
What did she mean?
who was this about?
certainly not me.
I pulled out my phone and took a picture of her notebook
I put it back beside her and gently try to wake up.
"hey y/n let's go"
"shit I'm sorry" she closed her notebook quickly
"come on Tim"
We started to leave for Saturday night Live.
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