As (Y/n) ran down the street to get to Boulevard park she could have sworn to see a flash of something white as she ran past the woods. She brushed it off though and kept running, not wanting to be late by any means necessary. She managed to run up the crosswalk before reaching the park as she ran acrossed it, looking both ways. Once she crossed the crosswalk she panted softly.
"Damn I'm out of shape.." She mumbled under her breath as she walked over to a bench. She sighed in relief as she looked around, seeing that she was early then sat down at the bench.
After about 5 minutes of sitting at the bench she had heard a car pull into the gravel driveway. She looked up to see Tim sitting in the front seat of a grey four door. He looked both physically and mentally exhausted. (Y/n) frowned slightly at the sight of how stressed he looked. Tim had unbuckled his seatbelt and turned off the car, opening the door and getting out as he stumbled slightly. (Y/n) had felt pity for the poor man since she has seen only some of what he's been through but she didn't let it affect the way she treated him. Tim walked to the bench and sat down, next to the (h/c) female. Before she could say anything he sighed and started the conversation himself.
"You're (Y/n) (L/n) correct?" He seemed hopeless saying that.
"Yes I am. You're Timothy Wright from my information." She smiled at him as she responded to his question. The brunette's eyes seemed to light up slightly as he looked at her. He seemed a bit hesitant to believe her then looked around, paranoid like always then looked back at her and leaned forwards a bit.
"Can we go to your place to talk? I have a hunch we're not alone." He whispered to her as he kept looking around.
"Yeah we can. I needed to show you something there anyways." (Y/n) stood up and walks forward a bit then turned to Tim and offered him a hand.
"You look like you need a razor and some sleep." She teased him, giggling quietly as he chuckled at her humor then took her hand and stood up.
"You read my mind." He responded.
Both (Y/n) and Tim walked to Tim's car, getting in the front seats and buckling up as Tim turned the key into the ignition. They set off back to (Y/n) house as Tim explained how his life has been going, off camera.
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On The Run
Fanfic(Y/N) was seen as a normal tomboy but she has a few dark secrets not even she knew about. For as long as she could remember she was alone for her whole life. She couldn't remember who raised her. There were no parents, no school, no nothing in her c...
