a small smile appeared on my face as my phone rang. timmy was away filming for a new movie, therefore leaving me alone at home. i quickly tidied up the bed around me, discarding the tissues and making sure the tear stains on the pillows were not visible. i was having an extremely rough time without timmy, but i didn't want him to know that. there was nothing he could do, and i didn't need him worrying about me even more.

"hey gorgeous!" timmy smiled at me and i smiled back. "hi baby. how's filming going?" i asked him, genuinely interested. i was always amazed at what he did. i was so proud of him.

"oh you know, the same as usual. how's it at home? how's work? how's the dogs?" he asked me. "work is good. i'm good. the dogs miss you a lot." i told him and as if on cue, they whined. timmy chuckled, causing me to smile a little.

"everything okay babe? you seem down." he observed and i shook my head. "i'm fine, timmy. thank you for your concern, but i'm okay, i promise." i smiled at him, hoping he would drop the issue. but i knew my boyfriend too well and i knew he wouldn't.

"come on, sweet girl, please don't lie to me. i can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong." he pointed out and i shook my head. "it's nothing, tim. i just miss you, that's all." i squeaked out, immediately regretting the way my voice sounded. i knew he would notice.

"angel, you're crying." he stated matter of factly and my head sank. this was the last thing i wanted right now, especially when he couldn't do anything about it.

"timmy, it's okay, there's nothing you can do. please, let's just drop it, okay? that will make me feel better because the more we talk about it, the more i miss you." i grumbled and he nodded, head sinking. "yeah, i'm sorry." he mumbled, i knew i had made him upset. he was just trying to help.

"tim, i'm sorry love." i started and he shook his head. "it's fine, (y/n). really. i'm just tired, can i call you tomorrow?" he asked and i sighed, not wanting to say bye. "of course, baby. goodnight." i smiled at him and he finally returned one, making me feel slightly better.

"i love you. goodnight." i retuned the three words and we hung up, leaving me back to my wallowing. i didn't even consider trying to fall asleep because i knew it wouldn't work.

at some point i fell asleep, but i woke up much earlier than usual, around 7. i was downstairs making myself breakfast when i heard a noise coming from the door. my heart started to race and i immediately grabbed my phone, prepared to call 911 or timmy or anyone who could help me.

the door pushed open and my heart dropped. my biggest fear was coming true. "mon belle?" the voice yelled out. it was timmy. with the biggest smile on my face i ran to him at full speed. he laughed and caught me in his arms, spinning me around.

"i missed you so much angel." he told me and i nuzzled my face into his shoulder, tears hitting the nape of his neck. he set me down and looked at me, confused.

"why are you crying?" he asked, puzzled. "i just missed you so much. i was having a hard time without you. i'm not sure how you managed to get here but i'm so glad you did." i told him honestly and he smiled. "i could tell you were feeling off and i couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. we have a few days from filming and i needed to come be with you." he told me causing my heart to swell.

"i can't believe you'd do that for me." i told him and he smiled. "i'd do anything for you. now where's my dogs?" he asked and i laughed. as if they could hear his voice, the dogs came running around the corner, attacking timmy with kisses and barks. i laughed at the sight, thinking he must've missed those dogs more than me.

soon enough timmy came and wrapped his arms around me from behind, placing a small kiss on my shoulder. my love was home, and my heart was full, even if it was just for a few days.