𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 & 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

12

"So, why did she leave? I thought she could stay for a least a couple of days," She asks. "Her management team needed her for a few things. She told me that they might fly her back out here if they don't need her for long. There was a change in her schedule, apparently," Tim tells Chloe.

A confused look was obvious on Chloe's face as Timothee looks at her. "So, she didn't leave because of the argument?" Timothee shakes his head no. "She just left for work?" Timothee responds with a quiet "yes."

She lets out a sigh and puts her hand over her chest. "Thank god. I do not want her hating me and Lex over something so stupid." Tim laughs slightly and lays down on his bed. "She's not mad. She just took her anger out on you two."

Chloes glances at Tim, confused with what he said. "What do you mean she took her anger out? Is she stressed with something?" She asks the man in front of her. He shakes his head and looks at the nightstand beside his bed.

"She's not stressed out. She just told me that she was a little angry at something but maybe that was just the alcohol," he explains. "That's happened to me many times." Chloe nods her head and watches as Timothee looks around his bed.

She looks at the boy, confused as to what he's doing. "You good, Tim?" She asks. Timothee groans, "yeah, I'm good. Just trying to find my phone. I really don't know where it is and last night I couldn't find it. I know it's in here but..."

Timothee starts to move the pillows and the covers. As he pulls the covers over the bed, a tanish-beige color catches Chloe's attention. She looks at the something, confused as to what it would be. A bra.

There was a bra in Timothee's bed. Chloe's eyes widen as she realizes that Tim either had sex last night or someones bra had just somehow ended up in his bed sheets. She then thinks if it could be Blair's. But why would Blair's bra be in his bed sheets?

Timothee didn't have a clue that the bra had flew out of the blankets. He found his phone though, which had flown to the ground due to the covers being aggressively moved around.

Timothee sighs and looks at Chloe. He noticed that her face was slightly red and to him it looked like she was flustered about something. "Are you okay? Your face is a little red," he tells the girl.

Chloe then coughs and rubs her face, feeling her whole body get a little hot. "Yes, I'm okay. It's just hot in here and it's making it hard for me to breathe. That's all." She lets out a deep sigh as Timothee looks at her confused.

"Really? It feels good in here for me but I'll open the balcony door a little," he says, putting his phone in his pocket as he walks to the other side of the room. Chloe looks down at the bra beside his bed and kicks it under.

She couldn't bare to look at the piece of clothing without thinking that Timothee had sex last night with a girl. Or have Blair naked in front of him. She didn't know why it was there. It could be Blair's but why would it be in his bed?

"There," Timothee says as he opens the balcony door just a little. "That'll get some fresh air in." He turns and walks to his bed, sitting back down on it like he was doing before. "Does that feel better?" He asks Chloe.

Chloe nods and rolls up the sleeves of her hoodie, feeling a bit better. She looks at Tim, seeing that he's on his phone. To her it looked like he's texting someone, but she couldn't be too sure.

"What did you and Blair do after me and Lex left?" Chloe asks unexpectedly. This gets Timothee's attention quick. He turns off his phone and places it down on the bed beside him.

"Well we talked about the incident that happened with you three. Me and her got a few drinks and we just talked about some things, nothing too crazy. We also saw a few fireworks outside of the restaurant which was pretty cool." He explains as Chloe nods as his words.

"You two came back here after?" The girl questions. "Yeah, we came back cause it was getting late," he responds. "It was, like, 2 am when we got back. We were both so tired and had to get a Uber to bring us to the hotel."

Chloe smiles slightly, "well I'm happy you two had fun. Did you feel uncomfortable with her like how you did at the airport?" She questions the boy, making him think for a moment. "No, not really. In fact, we were both really comfortable with each other last night."

Chloe laughs slightly, almost making it sound forced. "I'm happy you two had fun. When did she leave for her flight?" Timothee's attention went from the question to his phone vibration.

"Umm," he says as he unlocks his phone, "she left at like, maybe, 8 or 9 in the morning. She was tired and so was I. My legs are also killing me from walking so much yesterday." He tells Chloe, making her more suspicious at how much him and Blair actually hit it off last night.

"By the way, around what time did you come knock on my door?" He questions Chloe, making her think deeply about it. "I'm sure it was around 12:30 to 1 o'clock. I woke up early but Lex woke up late so yeah, around that time."

He nods at Chloe's response as his attention is fully to the screen of his phone. "I woke up when you knocked on my door so I was just asking what time that was around."

Chloe smiles at the boy as she takes a few steps towards the door. "Alright well I'm about to go see Lexi. Hope she's not doing anything crazy. Wanna do something later?" Timothee glances at the girl and grins cutely, "yes, of course. Just text me."

"Will do," the girl says with a bright smile. Chloe then opens the door and leaves the room. As soon as the door closed, her smile disappeared instantly. Her mind was racing about how there was a bra in Timothee's bed.

What if he had sex with Blair last night when they got back? They could have due to them both seeing fireworks in the city of Miami. It can be very romantic if you interpret it in that way.

Chloe interrupts her thoughts as she walks across the hall from the boy's room to hers. She was so confused but pretty satisfied with the conversation with Timothee.

But little did she know that everything slowly started to fall apart after that exact conversation.

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OH. GOD.