in my head

Chapter 26

I'd delved deep into every story and article wrote on me with every one of them including pictures of me with Timothee that I hadn't even realised had been taken. Was I that unaware. I assumed they were just interested in Timothee.

Scrolling and scanning I came across one that was titled 'Timothee carries drunk girl out of club'

"Oh shit" I said out loud.

Clicking on it instantly and seeing pictures of me basically passed out while Timothee held me up didn't make me as upset as what I was to read next.

'Timothee was seen Saturday night carrying a girl out of a club. No one knows who she is only that they've been seen together on multiple occasions. All we know is this type of behaviour is clearly a cry for attention and not someone Timothee should be seen around'

As I read the hurtful words that almost felt like a physical blow, Timothee knocked at the door.

"You ready?" He said as I opened it.

"Uh...oh yeah sorry I...I'll just throw something on" I said unable to even look at him.

He noticed instantly and as I went towards my room he went in front of me.

"Hey" I tried walking round him "Hey what's up?" Trying to look me in the eyes.

"Nothing I just need to get changed" heading to my room.

Of course he followed me in and I could feel the tears beginning to well in my eyes. Please no. I don't need to cry in-front of him again. He's already seen me wasted. He'll think I'm an emotional wreck. He probably already does.

"Lucie, I can tell when somethings up"

"I'm hungover and tired" which was true.

"Bullshit and you know it"

"Why do you like me?" Turing to look at him before turning back again.

He didn't say anything and I picked my favourite oversized tee from off the floor. Timothee came round to me, his hands went to mine.

"Hey look at me" he said, which I did.

"I've never met anyone in my whole life like you. Someone so complicated and intriguing. Someone so empathetic and understanding.
Someone who see's me as me and not a character or a thing inside there head. I know you're an incredibly talented and beautiful person and I wish you could see that" 

He wrapped is arms around me tightly as I stood there in shock. One thing I loved more than anything was a hug. Every muscle in my body relaxed and a weight was lifted from my chest as I laid my head on Timothee's shoulder, arms curled around his back.

I don't know if I actually believed I meant that much to him but then again he did mean that much to me and more. The one thing about Timothee is that I know he'd never lie to me but my brain couldn't process that someone like him would actually want to be with me in any form. I didn't know what me and Timothee were. There was sexual tension there, it was obvious really but I never say how I'm feeling so basically it's my fault.

"I know you don't believe me" he said speaking into my neck.

"But I'll remember it. Stored in my brain forever like song lyrics" My chin resting on his shoulder.