The boy in the hospital bed

Chapter 11- Tim

-A week later -

Should I stay or should I go? The song by the clash is replaying in my head.

"Hey Brandy ." Tim says . He looks nice today . He's wearing Levi pants , a blue plaid long sleeve shirt and he's brown hair is styled messily. I should talk to him , I shouldn't have snapped at him.

"Hey Tim ." I say as we walk to each other. We're in one of the long hall ways on the first floor . 

"What's up bran? " Tim asks once were together.

 "Oh not much , hey I'm sorry for being moody to you yesterday. " I say and hug him . He wraps his arms around me and says it's ok . Once I'm out of the hug we start walking to I don't know where . 

"Coffee?" His steps are relaxed and his hands are in his casually in his faded dark jean pockets. 

 "Um no thanks. Im more of a tea drinker." 

"Well , I'm going to the caffe to get coffee . Do you want anything?"
"Sure ." I say .

"Oh the party that I invited you to its today . Do you want me to pick you up? "

"Yeah . So is their going to be drinking?"

"Nope . It's more of a movie night . You can wear what your wearing right now. I'm going to change then go . Do you want to go home with me ?" Tim asks picking up a coffee for his drink .

"As in your house ..?" I ask questioningly.

"Yeah , if you don't mind." His voice sounds almost as if he regrets asking me, why are boys so nervous when it comes to thing like this.  

"Sure!" I make my voice sound happy but not eager. 

"Awesome. Today is a relaxing day because most of the new volunteers are here so we just kinda sit around ." I stand there already bored. I start planing out my outfit, maybe I could wear my new sandals. I finger brush my hair to the side of my face and start braiding it. I lean on one of the bars and put a hair band at the end on my masterpiece. Tim and I start talking about life and this crazy weather. (Because thats what guys and girls clearly talk about.) 
Its going smooth untill I yell, "Get out of the way!" 
I say pushing him out of my way as I see my one true love of all time .
"Gezz woman . What is it ?"
"THEY HAVE TWIXS !!! Ohmygerd I love these so freckin much!" I say as I grab one , take it out of the wrapper and  eat the delicious candy . "You ate  that faster then files attacked a dead cow ." He says smiling.
"Ah! Your from the country?"
"Yes mam ." He says and tips his imagery hat .
"Do you know any singers ?"
"Wow, You are so stereotypical." He puts his head down and chuckles, " No I don't know any singers." 
"Shut up Tim .. Wait let me guess, your name is Timothy? It is uh?" He just blushes.
"Oh my gosh it is!" I say jumping up and down .
"Yes Brandy it is ."
"Well nice to meet you Timothy." I say in a really crappy Texan accent . 

"Not bad for a city girl, But I'm from San Antonio. It sounds a little bit more different."  I cant help but think about what it would be like living in Texas. 

"You ate that faster then Reba went to number one ." He informs me while he looks at my hands that are holding a empty candy bar wrapper.   

"I don't even know who that is ." I say .

"I'll fix that ." He says with a wink as he walks away .
"Wait ! Where are you going?"

~~~~3 hours later~~~

Tim and I are in his truck . What a surprise. "You smoke ?" I ask as I stare at a box of camel cigarettes. "Oh no . That's gross. My brother , James does." He says moving the box. "Oh .. Wait how old are you ?" I ask Tim .
"I'm 19 . Why ?" He asks .
"Just wondering. Tell me about yourself." I blurt out .
"Well , what do want to know ?"
"Anything."
"Well I'm 19 . My favorite song is take you time by Sam hunt and Real Life by Jake Owen . My favorite color is orange and I'm class of 2014." He says while making a wide left . He's hands gliding around the steering wheel. "Cool . I haven't heard that song but it sounds cool . " I say pulling my hair to a side and starting to braid it. I think I have a habit of doing that.  "Why did you move to North Carolina?" I ask him , "Did you like Texas?"
"Um, I moved because my parents job and my girlfriend at the time . I loved Texas, they have a Waffle House and a What-a-burger . They don't have that here . Their sweet tea is amazing. It puts McDonald's to shame ." He says making me chuckle. "And where here ." Tim says while pulling into a drive way . "Is this your house? Or do you still live with your parents?" I ask him. "Nope , this is my house that I share with my buddies. I can tell my friends to settle down if you want, there probably playing Call of Duty . They can get pretty loud. " He says laughing as he probably remembers something happening. "Uh, no. its ok." I say opening the door. I practically fall as I get out oh his raised truck. "Ouch !" I yell like my life depended on it. "Whats wron-  oh Are you ok?" Tim asks as I open the door that smashed my finger. "Ouch. ouch . Ouch. Ouch !!"

"Brandy let me look." Tim says. I slowly open my fingers that were cradling my broken finger . "OH my gosh is purple! I'm gonna faint."

"Your fine. Let me see." Tim says before putting his hands under my legs and carrying me bridal style. "OPEN THE DOOR!" Tim yells. The door is open by a strong and tall guy with brown hair.

"Hold her." Tim says and hands me to the guy.

"Uh.." The guy says and takes a step backwards. "Oh, im sorry. Danny , Brandy , Brady , Danny." Tim says impatiently. "Now hold her." Danny hesitantly wraps around me. "Well this awkward." I say . Tim runs across the house and comes back with a first aid kit. "Dan , set her on the bar." Tim says as 'Dan' puts me on the counter. "Here ya' go." Danny says letting me go. "Thanks.." I say . "Now , let me see that finger." Tim says gently. "You did ya' self good, Bran." He says and I start to hear that San Antonio accent making me laugh. "Whats so funny ?" Hes asks like im crazy. "I like your accent, that's all." I say blushing a little. Tim just smiles. "Thanks." "Your welcome. " I say. "This might sting a little." Tim warns me as he put cold medicine on my finger. "Ah, that hurts like a mother- trucker." Then Tim starts laughing, " You said that in the most white way possible." I kick him lightly in the shin.

  "Ow, you really hurt me." Tim says rolling his eyes. "Shut up." "I thought you liked my accent." I just sit there blushing. "Dude its six!" One of is buddies yell from a other room, Tim just sighs. "Whats wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing, we just need to hurry up so we can go to the party."

  "Okay. Just put a splint on it, I'll be fine." After Tim is done fixing my ouch, I grab my bag and quickly change into my outfit. I put my purple tank top on and put my palsy cardigan over it. Although I wanted to wear my sandals, I deiced to go with a pair of bow-hoe toms. (note: Who wears toms? I have a few pairs and they are so amazing! okay now back to the story.) I leave the bathroom and go a mission to find Tim. "Looking for Tim?" I turn my body around and see one of Tim's friends. 

    "Oh yeah. Do you know where he is?" I feel like I know this person but I just cant put my finger on it.  He takes a step back and tell me that hes getting ready and he'll be down in a few minutes. In the mean time we sit on the couch and get to know each other. 

      "My names Brice. I've known Nathan since he moved here," He points across the room, out the window, "I live right there, Next to this knucklehead."  He flashes me a grin but in a friendly way. I smile back and take in his appearance, laid back demeanor and gives the "its whatever man" surfer kinda vibe. He smells like hes been around a pumpkin a spice candle for to long but not in a bad way. 

        "My name is Brandy. I know Tim from the Hospital." I dont know of Tim told him but I just say it to keep the conversation going. He pops his head up as if its a surprise. "You must know Rose, right?" I shake my head no. 

    "Whos she?" Is that Tim's girlfriend? I never heard of her and He mostly hangouts with me at the Hospital.  

      "Never mind. Thats something he can tell you about later."  

  

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hey guys! short chapter but ill see you on Thursday!!(ps if you are ever in Texas go to a Waffle House and a what a burger . The top picture I took when I was there . It's so good !! ❤️❤️