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Tim and you had met through the Curtis gang and you wouldn't have met the Curtis gang if it weren't for Steve. You were in the same grade as Steve and had become friends with him after being paired up with one another for a science project. That was during your freshmen year of high-school, Tim's sophomore year, now you were in your junior year.

Being only one year ahead of you didn't stop Tim from seeing you as a young naive little girl. Much to your displeasure. You see you had developed a crush on the mysterious gang leader pretty soon after meeting him and you still had a crush on him now.

But at most he saw you as a little sister. He had never flirted with you, not even just a little bit. Tim was protective over you and would often call you 'cute' in a sister-brother way. You wanted him to see you as something more, something relationship worthy or maybe even sexy.

It was the second semester of the school year so you didn't have much time before Tim would graduate and you'd most likely lose your chance with him. You needed to do something now. So you asked your best friend for advice and she told you to be more sexual with him, get him flustered. You blushed at her advice but decided to take it anyway.

-

Apparently Tim's usual lunch spot was at the top of the stairs in D hallway. Curly told you that he would always sit there during lunch, sometimes hanging out with others sometimes not. As you made your way there you hoped that he'd be alone so you could put your plan into action. Luck was on your side, he was alone.

You usually wore modest clothing that didn't show off much at all but today was different. You decided to have some cleavage showing from your button up shirt and you were wearing a shorter skirt than usual. Your hair was up in a high ponytail and you were wearing mascara with red lipstick.

As you approached Tim's usual spot you saw him, he was sitting with his legs straight out in front of him and he was leaning his back on a wall. He was reading by himself.

"Hey, Tim!" You say cheerfully with a smile on your face as you waved to him.

He started to look up at you from his book with a small smile on his face, he didn't smile much, but his eyes lingered at your chest and lips for a second before his eyes widened and he looked to the side.

"Hello." He said shortly.

"Mind if I sit with you?" You inquire, standing in front of him.

"I don't mind."

His eyes were glued to his book.

You sat down close beside him so your bodies were pressed together at the sides and you look at the book.

"What are you reading?"

"A book." He states flatly.

You glare at him but it goes unnoticed. Since you were a curious person you went in front of him and tried to angle yourself so you could read the book title. You were on your hands and knees in front of him while his book rested in his lap. Your butt was accidentally up in the air with your face in between his legs.

"W-What are you doing?" Tim questioned, losing his composure.

"You wouldn't tell me what you were reading so I'm trying to figure it out on my own." You sit back on your knees.

"You're nosy." He says in an amused tone and smiles.

You ignore what he says and change the topic.

"Can you read to me?" You ask suddenly getting excited like a puppy.

So much for your plan to be sexier and not cute.

"Fine."

He seems like he is doing it begrudgingly but you know he is happy to. Tim just won't admit something like that.

"Yay! Just let me get comfy first."

"Okay."

He places the book down for now and moves his arms down at each side of him. You lay your head down on his lap facing him as your body lies on the side, curled up in a ball. You close your eyes and don't notice the slight blush on his face.

"You can start now." You tell him.

He starts reading and places the book on your arm that's facing the ceiling. His lap was a very comfy pillow and his voice was soft so you ended up falling asleep. You wake up to the school bell ringing, you jump and accidentally rub your face in his crotch and he groans quietly. He brushes it off.

"Did you enjoy your nap?" He teases.

"Honestly your lap is so comfy..."

You can tell that Tim had to refrain from saying something dirty, he opened his mouth but then changed his mind and bit his lip to stop himself from saying anything, you smirk. Your plan was working.

"We better get to class." He says, grabbing his things as you grab yours.

People were starting to use the stairwell.

"Is my lipstick okay?" You inquire.

"It's a little messed up, I'll fix it." Tim informs you and then he holds your chin up and rubs a spot right beside your lips.

Your lips were parted as he did so and he couldn't help but get a little flustered. With Tim being very close to you you were able to see his pupils dilate, it looked cool. At the time you didn't know it had any significance to desire or love so you brushed it off.

"See you later." He quickly says and leaves once he's done fixing it.

-

The next day you went to the spot he hung out at lunch so you could spend some time with him again. This time you weren't lucky, he had some friends with him. They were taking up all the space so there wouldn't be anywhere for you to sit.

You were a little bit shy since there were a five people you didn't know sitting there.

"Um, can I sit with you guys?" You ask shyly, mainly looking at Tim.

A few of them smirk and exchange looks with one another.

"Sure. If you don't mind sitting in someone's lap." A blonde-haired boy that was in a grade above you said with a wink.

"Okay." You blush.

They all seemed to enjoy your adorable shy attitude mixed with the cleavage.

"Sit on my lap!" Another with black hair said, patting his lap.

Tim's jaw was clenched just a tiny bit, showing his protectiveness. You weren't sure if you wanted to sit on Tim's lap, this was the perfect opportunity, or if you wanted to sit on another guys lap to show him that if he didn't want you other guys still did. You decided on the latter.

You sat in the lap of the boy with black hair who had just talked. He wrapped his arms tightly around your stomach so your back was flush against his chest. You were getting flustered by the boy's boldness and didn't notice Tim's reaction.

"Tim aren't you going to introduce us to the pretty girl?" A brunette boy asked.

Tim looked at the brunette guy as if he just noticed him and nodded his head.

"Y/n this is Joseph," Tim said referring to the brunette who had just talked. "Michael," He pointed to the blonde who first talked to you. "William," A boy with red hair waved. "Charles," Charles, who had piercing blue eyes and brown hair, smirked at you. "Finally the boy who you are sitting in the lap of, John."

"It's nice to meet you." John said then put his chin on your head.

"It's nice to meet all of you too." You smile brightly at each of them.

"You're so cute!" Michael remarks.

"Thank you." You respond politely.

You saw Joseph whisper something into Michael's ear and Michael laughed while Joseph grinned.

"No dirty thoughts while Y/n is here!" Michael got out in between laughs.

"Especially about her." Tim, who had overheard what they whispered, mumbled.

Your face turned red at the fact that they had said something dirty about you. John's hands started moving higher so they were almost touching your boobs but not quite.

"You should sit in my lap. I don't trust them." Tim says but it's more of an order than a suggestion.

John begrudgingly let go of you and you went over to Tim's lap instead. John took the opportunity to check out your butt and Tim glared at him.

"You two aren't dating, right?" Joseph asked as he noticed Tim's attitude.

"W-What no. Why would you ask that?" You move around on Tim's lap because the question made you flustered.

Tim held your hips in place; you hadn't realized you were turning him on.

"Tim is so protective over you." Joseph laughs and the others agree.

"Shut up." Tim says but he doesn't deny it.

The lunch hour continued with the boys teasing Tim and you every so often.

"Have you two ever had sex with each other before?" Charles questioned with a curious look on his face.

"No!" Tim and you shout simultaneously.

Your face flushes and you look at Tim who surprisingly looked just as red as you. He avoided eye contact with you instead choosing to look straight ahead at the wall.

"You can't blame me for thinking you might have, you're acting so flustered around each other." Charles shrugs.

"That's good though, it means we have a chance." Michael whispered to William, although you heard it.

You assumed Tim had heard too because he held you tighter. Was he jealous or was he just being protective over you? Was it both? You weren't sure and it drove you up the damn wall to not know.

"Hey, Y/n, there's a party this Saturday at Johns house. Do you wanna come?" Joseph asked.

"Sure." You accept with an excited smile on your face.

"I'll give you the details later."

"Okay, that works for me."

"Are you sure you want to go, Y/n?" Tim inquired, giving you a worried look. "There will be alcohol there."

"That just makes it better." You gave him a confused look.

You didn't know he was trying to get you to not want to go. He knew that his school-friends would try and pull some moves on you at the first chance they got and that party was the perfect time to do so. Tim knew they would try and get in your pants; maybe some would try and get you to be their girlfriend. He didn't want either one happening.

Seeing you with one of them would piss him off beyond belief. If he heard that they had just used you and threw you aside it would piss him off even more.

The bell rang dragging him out of his thoughts. Tim didn't want to have to let go of you, he enjoyed holding you and he definitely enjoyed having you sit in his lap with him.

"Um, Tim, we have to get to class. You're going to have to let go of me." You look up at him.

His friends chuckled and left when the stairway started to fill up with students again, some of his friends went to class others skipped.

Tim reluctantly let go of you and both of you stood up and got your things in order.

"So you are going to go?" He asked.

"Yes, why wouldn't I?"

He debated on whether or not to tell you the truth or hide his feelings, he chose to hide them.

"I don't know. Bye." He starts heading to class.

"Bye!" You yell after him and start heading to your own class.

You wished he would tell you what he was thinking but you knew he wouldn't. It wasn't like him.

-

You got a ride to the party with some friends from school that were also invited. They picked a designated driver, it wasn't you because you came to party, and after that everyone split up.

As you went to what you assumed was the kitchen you ran into Tim. You didn't know but he had been waiting for you and had been watching the door for about half an hour so he could meet up with you as soon as you got there. He decided to stick by you so no one would try anything.

"Hey." He acted casual.

"Hi! Have you had anything to drink yet?" You ask as you continue walking to the kitchen, Tim trailing behind you like a puppy.

"Not really, I've been sipping on a beer for a while. I haven't finished it yet." He raised the can so you could see.

"Really? If it were me I would have downed it pretty quickly." You laugh.

This was going to be a long night for Tim. He had no idea what kind of a drunk you were and he had no idea what drunk you would do.

You mixed up some alcoholic beverages and like you said you would, you downed it quickly. Then without waiting you grabbed a beer, opened it, and started taking big gulps from it. Not chugging it, just taking big sips.

Yep, Tim was fucked.

"Don't you think you should slow down, Y/n?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.

"No, I want to get drunk so I can have more fun." You explain, finishing your beer.

Before you could get another drink he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the dance floor. He knew it would distract you from drinking more alcohol. The two of you danced together for a few songs but when he wasn't looking you slipped back into the kitchen and began drinking again.

Tim looked around the dance floor for you and when he couldn't find you there he went to the kitchen to get himself another drink. That's where he found you and John talking and drinking. John left right as soon as Tim got into the kitchen, not because of Tim it was just a coincidence.

You had been talking with John about how great the party was and he had told you about how Tim only came because you would be there. This made you extremely happy so when you made eye contact with Tim a huge smile spread across your drunken face.

"Tim come here, I wanna hug you!" You slurred, walking over to him with your arms wide open.

"Why?" He inquired as you hugged him.

"Because I love you!" You continue hugging him. "You're great."

You burst out laughing.

"I-" Before he can get any words out you kiss him, the alcohol made you ten times more confident.

He kissed back at first but then pulled away reluctantly. You were drunk there was no way you were thinking properly and actually felt that way.

"Y/n, you're drunk. I think the alcohol is making you say that." He frowns.

"No, stupid. It's not that, I really do!" You pouted.

His face flushed, not because of alcohol but because of you. You grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to a spare room that was empty. Tim knew where this was going, he blushed even more than before just thinking about it.

You pushed him down on the bed and straddled his waist, pinning his hands above his head. Without any hesitation you started kissing him again. Tim kissed back but broke the kiss quickly.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" You smirk as you take off your shirt, freeing his hands.

"Wait! You're too drunk, you should stop." He tried to stop you from taking off your shirt but failed.

You throw it on the ground.

"No, sober me would want this. Sober me wants you too." You say defiantly.

You started to roll your hips on his causing him to let out a groan.

"You need to sober u-" Not letting him finish his sentence you start kissing him again.

He breaks the kiss.

"Y/n, I want this too but not like this. I love you, I hate to admit it but I've fallen in love with you. It's taken me a long time to realize it but I know now. This isn't how it should be for our first time with each other."

You stopped grinding down on him and instead hugged him tight.

"I love you too."

The hug lasted a long time, but it was nice.

"I'll be right back; I'm going to get you some water. Okay?"

You nod your head.

"Okay."

It was hard for you to believe he liked you back. You couldn't help but wonder if he was lying.

Tim returned not long after he left, this time with a glass of water in hand. When he saw you he blushed and looked away, you still didn't have a shirt on.

"Are you going to put it back on?" He asked.

"Honestly it's too hot to wear a shirt. Can I take off my pants? It's comfier with them off." You ask for permission.

"I guess." As he talks you take off your pants and get under one of the blankets to cover yourself. "It turns out your friends left already. What do you want to do? You could stay here if you want to, I'll stay with you."

"May as well. This bed is really comfortable." You smile as you lay on your side. "Can you cuddle with me?"

"Okay." He accepts, taking off his shoes and leather jacket.

"You can take off your shirt and pants if you want. It would be too hot to wear them and go under the blanket."

Tim thinks about it for a bit, choosing to take them off he does so. You couldn't help but watch as he did. He climbed under the blankets and lay down on his back. You cuddled into his side and he put an arm around you.

He shut off the lamp on the bedside table and you both fell asleep.

-

"Oh my god. Did you guys have sex?!" John inquired loudly.

You open your eyes and pull up the blanket to cover yourself a little better.

"No." Tim replied in a groggy voice. "What time is it?"

"Noon and there's no way you guys didn't do i-" John was cut off by Tim.

"We didn't."

"Whatever you say." He said as he left.

You lay there for a few seconds, remembering what happened the previous night. As you remembered what you did and said your face burned. The blush became even worse when you remembered what Tim had said.

"Do you actually love me too?" You ask shyly, sitting up.

"Yes..." He sits up too and glances over at you to see your reaction.

"What does that make us?" You question.

"I hope it makes you my girlfriend." Tim replies and then kisses you. "Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes." You reply.

A make-out session ensued and many followed afterwards.