lovely neighbour | tommyinnit

thirtyseven.

I went into my room and looked around. It was quite plain, it had a small working desk at the corner for the times I had to work at ungodly hours of the night.

Then there was a nice bed next to it, with a picture frame of a puzzle I had built while waiting for a very important verification for my company on top of it.

Diagonally from all of it, was a small trophy case. I put in all the awards I had won over the course of four years and pictures of friends and family framed in there. It was something I always looked at for motivation whenever I felt like I couldn't overcome a challenge.

I had a whole row in the case dedicated to just pictures of me and Tommy. It had pictures from when we were so much younger, when we first got to know each other. There were also pictures that family and friends took of us when we were together, in the good old days.

These pictures held all the memories I had made back then. They were the only other way I could remind myself of what used to be my reality.

Back when all that mattered was whether or not I managed to fluster Tommy enough to make him blush, or if Jacob had finally confessed to Izzy.

Everything seemed so different now after we'd all grown up. It felt like I was the only one still trying desperately to hold on to past I had lost while everyone had moved on.

I let that thought linger in my mind as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

A few more months went past in flash, we started to hang out every night while they streamed and I sat by the side watching the both of them play.

They weren't the best neighbours, they would stay up until odd hours of the night to play video games and scream. At least their streaming room wasn't right next to my room, I could handle it when I was 16 but right now if you multiplied that by two, I really wouldn't be able to sleep with that much noise in the background.

We were hanging out in their streaming room waiting for them to start streaming as usual. I was eating crisps while I sat on the floor leaning against the wall and working on my computer.

"Y/N if you're busy you can just go back," Tommy said as he got up from next to me and walked to his gaming chair.

"It's fine, I'll be done by the time you guys end your stream," I reassured him. He sat down on his seat and raised a thumbs up at me as he started his stream.

The stream went on for quite long even after I finished my own work. Eventually it did end, but with a surprise from Tubbo. He was going on a Love Or Host on Saturday.

"Dang, you're gonna make the ice cream parlour girl sad," I joked after the two boys ended their stream. Tommy sat down beside me and opened the bag of crisps again as he chuckled.

"It's just a game, Y/N," He defended with his arms on his hips as he looked down at the both of us sitting on the floor.

"Whatever you say, i believe ice cream parlour girl will be waiting for you no matter what," I jokingly winked and said while reaching over to Tommy for a crisp.

Tubbo rolled his eyes and smiled before checking the watch on his wrist. It was pretty late, so we could only watch short compilations on YouTube before I headed home.

Tubbo went downstairs to turn on the television as Tommy and I stayed upstairs to pack up. I packed my computer back into my bag and put it onto the wooden table they had pushed to the corner of the room and put all their random stuff.

"Do you want to crash his Love Or Host with me?" Tommy suddenly asked me.

"Hm, what will I get out of it?" I asked jokingly. I turned around and saw him walking over to me

"You have to do it or I'll," He said as he leaned closer to me. Our faces were about a centimetre apart, he had his left hand supporting him on the table as he continued leaning in towards me slowly.

I backed away the more he leaned forward. What was going on? He continued slowly but surely inching towards me.

"Start stabbing shit," He quickly said as he grabbed the diamond sword  cardboard cut out from behind me and waved it in the air. He wore a mischievous smirk on his face as if he knew what he was previously doing had flustered me. 

I giggled nervously at him, still thinking about him being so close to me. I scratched the back of my head awkwardly and decided to just go down.

"Oh my that did not just happen, why would he do that? He's just trying to mess with me now. He probably knew I overheard their conversation," I told myself as I walked down the stairs holding my computer bag in front of me tightly.

"Hey, what happened?" Tubbo asked seeing my shocked and tensed expression.

"Nothing," I said as I walked towards him relaxing my shoulders.

I sat on the singular seat on the right while the two boys shared the long couch. We started to go through all the complications the fans made of them failing to do simple things on the server.

It was all fine and dandy until I checked the title of the next video on autoplay.

"Y/N and Tommy flerting for five minutes straight"

I immediately shot a glance towards Tommy and realised he was already looking at me. Tubbo didn't seem to notice, so he let the video play.

"She's so pretty isn't she"

Tommy's loud voice came out of the speakers, as a shot of me turning back towards him played.

"Uh, oh," Tubbo said fumbling for the television controller to go to the next video. I pressed my lips together and hugged my legs tighter, avoiding Tommy's direct gaze at me. I could barely see his expression through my peripheral view, but I knew it would be something along the lines of a longing look.

After the conversation I heard in the car, everything seemed so much more awkward. All the harmless flirting actually meant something to him, while I kept telling myself that he was just joking around.

Why did I not realise that he wasn't actually joking? All the times he made me flustered and played it off as a joke, was I that dense?

Soon after, my eyes started to weigh heavily as my head drooped into the arm rest of the couch. It was my sign to go home and get some rest.

"Okay good night I'm gonna go home!" I shouted as I stood up from the couch and headed towards the door.

"Will you be okay tomorrow?" Tubbo asked before I opened the door to leave.

"What?" I asked while I stood at the doorway looking at Tubbo.

"Your parents'," Tubbo replied. I knew he was implying that it would be the anniversary of my parents' death. Every year I took that special day off to spend all my time in the cemetery with them.

Yet every single year, something goes horribly wrong on that day. My mood didn't help anything, just the simplest inconvenience like dropping a spoon could get me crying on my kitchen floor at 2 in the afternoon.

"Yeah, I hope," I answered in a more quiet tone.

"Okay, what did I miss?" Tommy said as he came back from the toilet and took his seat next to Tubbo again.

"Nothing, I was just about to leave," I answered.

"Okay, good night," Tommy said with his iconic smile. I smiled back before opening the door to leave.

Maybe tomorrow won't be as bad as I think it will be. At least I hope so...

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