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a/n: thanks for almost 200 views already🥰🥰

also for this imagine you and timmy are in high school

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ding.

my phone buzzes on my nightstand. i really don't need any distractions right now. it's probably the worst time for me to have distractions, actually.

tomorrow is the due date of a project that's worth pretty much my whole ap history grade. aaand i haven't done anything at all. i just really need to focus on this poster.

my phone buzzes again. i can't help it. i pick up my phone and see that it's a text from the one, the only, timothée.

timothée has been my best friend since 7th grade and he's pretty wild. he doesn't really care at all about school, which is funny because he gets relatively good grades. i, on the other hand, am just a huge procrastinator. pick up my phone once, i'm on tik tok for 4 hours.

my grades are pretty shit, too.

timmy t

come outside

what

just come outside

i can't i'm studying🖕

lol fine i'll just come up there

no my parents will say no
timmy
timothée
timotay
what r you doing?????
read 10:46 PM

oh god, what's he doing this time. is he literally gonna straight up break into my house?

if i'm being totally honest, i've sort of developed somewhat of a crush on timothée.

we became friends in 7th grade because i was brand new to our middle school and he was the only one who bothered to introduce himself to me. we've been extremely close ever since.

timmy was strictly a best friend to me until this past summer. he low key glowed up over those three months. he grew out his hair, modified his style, shaved whatever was on his upper lip, etc.

i saw him in a new light, and in that new light, he was pretty hot. i've always loved him, just never like that before.

but it doesn't matter anyways. i know he would never like me like that back and i wouldn't want to jeopardize such an amazing friendship.

timmy t

go to your window

oh no
read 10:55

i look up from my phone and sure enough, there's timmy sitting on a tree branch next to my window. i get up from my bed and hurry over to the window, quickly unlatching the bottom.

i slide the panel up and give timothée an annoyed look.

"hey y/n," he says with a goofy smile.