Lonely Together | Tim Bergling

3. tim

It's him.

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Tim Bergling.

I stare in shock. I have no words. I try to say something but my brain can't seem to form a complete sentence right now.

Luckily, He beats me to it.

"Hey, I'm Tim," He says shyly. He stutters a little bit and I can tell he's nervous. "I love your work, It's truly amazing."

This cannot be real.

"Thank you so much," I start to blush a little. I'm Anna, It's good to finally meet you. Martijn talks about you all the time"

"Only because she's got a huge crush on you, man." Martijn says, walking over to the couch on the opposite end of the room. He sits down like what he just said wasn't the absolute worse thing to say in a situation like this.

I glare at Martijn. Two can play at this game.

"Martijn, wasn't it you who said you would do anything to get with Rebecca Decker? I would hate to ruin any chances for you."

Martijn and I pause, and take a moment to laugh it off. This is our way of saying we're both done.
Tim just smiles and laughs along with us. He sits down in a chair next to mine. I'm probably so red from embarrassment, so I just turn back to the computer monitor to keep working on whatever I was working on before he walked in.

Realizing where Tim had decided to sit, I discreetly take a look back at Martijn. Martin gives me a smile and a thumbs up. Thanks, Martijn. Because that really helps me right now.

"Hey Martijn, you still got that bar downstairs?" Tim asks, killing the silence.

"Yeah man, Lemme come with you. We got some new stuff the other day, we even have a industrial coffee maker now" Tim and Martijn walk out of the studio, leaving me to work.

I thought they had left, until a second later I hear the door open again. Curious, I turned around and see Tim standing in the doorway.

"You want anything?" He asks, resting his forearm on the doorframe.

"Um... I'll have... I'll have whatever you're having" I answer. Truth is I don't know what beer Martijn has so if I say something and he doesn't have it, I'll look like an idiot.

"Okay, Coffee it is" Tim smiles and closes the door behind him.

I relax my shoulders and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I walk over to the couch lay there for a while, taking in everything that had just happened.

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I didn't realize that I started staring into space until I see a hand waving in front of my eyes.

"Helloo, Anna? You still with us?" Tim says, smiling.

Scared, I jump back. I hold my hand against my chest to feel my heart pounding. "Where is Martijn?"

"Oh, he went to the store to grab some stuff. He said if we wanted to leave that you have a key and you can lock up" Tim explains.

"How did he drive to the store? He Ubers literally everywhere... Where are my keys"

That. Little. Son of a. Bitch.

"I can drive you home, or if you want, we can maybe go get dinner" Tim offers politely.

He wants to go get dinner with me. Oh my God.

"You know what, dinner sounds amazing. Especially after having my car stolen from me" I smile. To be honest I'm a little surprised by his offer, but I'm happy to take it. Tim starts to smile too. This might just be the best day of my life.