Title: A tiger cant change his stripes
Pairing: Tim and Tyra
Rated: PG-13
Summary: after 3 months in football camp Tim’s back, Tyra’s waiting for him.
Feaut. The song “Apologize” by Timbaland Feaut.One Republic.
Im holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And im hearing what you’re saying but
I just cant make a sound
The hold of her gaze on him was too strong, so he didn’t hold it, he kept his stare down on her lap, his body in between her legs, while he was towering over her, she waited patiently for an answer, an explanation, she didn’t got any, I guess his silence confirmed her words, he bit his lower lip, he probably just lost everything in the world to him, everything that was important to keep by his side anyways.
Slowly she got off of the kitchen counter, his body still pressed strongly against her, but not really pressing just keeping her still, leaning against her, trying not to agree with his fears, trying to stop her from leaving perhaps, trying to reconsider her actions. He heard her words alright, but he couldn’t say anything, couldn’t make a sound.
When she gather herself together and was standing right there in front of him he snapped out of it before she could walk away without an answer.
“Im so sorry” he pleaded with her eyes, she looked at him tenderly though, smiled at him, her eyes clouded with water, and she walks past him, he lets out the breath he didn’t know he was holding, keeps starring at the suddenly amusing floor, he turns the same time she does.
“Its too late to apologize” she whispers, he sighs, and holds her stare, begging her not to leave him.
*20 hours earlier*
You were very excited your boy was coming home, finally after 3 months 4 days he was at last coming home! Football camp was not easy for you, he got finally a chance to play ball away from Dillo, hell away from Texas, and you manage to do the best in you not to break in 3 months, but now he was finally coming home, you could almost feel like it was yesterday when he was telling you about it.
All of you were playing football in the back of his yard, and they were all there, rolling around in the floor or trying to catch a ball, drinking Gatorade while the sun was setting down, he pulled her apart from the rest when she was running after Jason for the football, that’s when she felt his grip on her hand pulling her aside strongly, she smiled at him, he smiled back while he sat on the back of the truck pulling her in his lap, she kept her grin steady while he was slowly fading to a more serious look, an intense look, she teased her nose with his, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“C’me here” he whispered huskily, opening his mouth for her, she sweetly pressed her own lips with his, welcoming his already awaiting mouth, slowly it turn into a more intense kiss, when his tongue take advantage of hers, when the guys started to whistle and get notice of their little lip lop, Tyra parted away laughing, while Tim rested wanting more, his look even more serious, she looked at him and smiled at him, giving him a quick peck, that’s when she pulled away to get in the game again, but he kept her steady in between his legs.
“There was something I wanted to talk to you about” he said, getting all of her attention, he seemed so serious she was almost scared.
“Whats wrong?” she asked worried, brushing his hair with her fingers, his hands rested in her hips gathering all the strength to let it out.
“Nothings wrong, I don’t think” he said “I got in the football camp program” he let her know, she smiled.
“Tim! That’s awesome, congratulations! Im so proud of you!” she laughed giving him a hug. He returned the smile but it was somehow sad, she sat beside him and hold his hand, encouraging him to speak, and let her know what was on his mind.
“It lasts like 3 or 4 months, it’s a long time, and so far away-he stopped and turn to her, she looked down then up- I don’t have to go” she cut him off.
“Yes you are going!” she grabbed his head and kissed his cheek, over and over again like if he was some kind of a baby. She took his hand and went back to the rest of the gang.
She was okay with ok, it was a big chance for him and she was proud of him, not everybody got a free ticket to get to football camp, so it was all good, she would wait for him to come back home to her, she thought it was all okay, a day later she found out from sweet little Miss Garrity that she was going cheerleading camp, and that was one step far from football camp, big shocking she should of guessed, that’s why he was so nervous to tell her the news, she was so stupid sometimes! She got mad at him, snapped at him several times one of those times a tear or two came out, well she couldn’t say she trust him 100 % after all they had history he did it once, he could of do it twice, when he told her he didn’t see any reason to tell her about it, she got even more upset, that’s when he told her he didn’t care about any cheerleader or cheerleader camp. He was in it for his own chance this time.
You took your chances, but they never warned you to think twice, I guess you had to learn that of your own. You were planning a big surprise party that got shot to hell when Billy warned you the plane was delayed, and he will not be arriving any time soon, you took all of your balloons and the big sign with you, maybe tomorrow morning you could go and surprise him with an early breakfast in bed, you consider wait for him even if it took to wait til 3 in the morning, but Billy didn’t let you, at first he laughed at you, then when he saw you passed out in the coach fully asleep, he took you home, you protested but he argue with you back.
“You’ve waited 3 months I think one more day wont be the death of you ” he laughed.
Boy, if he knew better!
You were naïve ok? So you fell asleep when you woke up at 11:14 pm the first thing you did was pick up the phone only to get Billy online telling you Tim wasn’t home yet, you sighed and fall back asleep, by the time you woke up it was 1:00 am and you stomach was everywhere but in your system, you were anxious and at the same time nervous as hell, you got up and took your flyer and with that you drove all the way to his place, you careful picked up the key hidden under the carpet, and a smile printed in your face when you saw him far down the hallway inside his room, you closed the door behind you silently not to make any noise, it was time to get your surprise.
But you didn’t know he came with surprises too.
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down but wait
You slowly walked inside the kitchen careful watching his steps, and then it happen, hit you right in the face, a petite brunette girl was launching herself at him, sitting in his lips, attaching his lips, and it was his hands that touched her lower back and pulled her closer, rolling over, so he was on top, the door was half closed so they didn’t spotted you, or hear you, you swallowed hard, you wanted nothing more then to run out of there, but your feet were glued to the floor, and somehow you didn’t find the strength to move, Lyla Garrity always knew how to enchant them, after all she was the princess of every damn fairy tale, you went back to your home, inside your truck you pour your soul out, walking your room you broke a lamp, next thing you know you wake up 10 in the morning, you jump into the shower and change into a pair of jeans and a sky blue tank top that looks really nice with your green eyes, and your long golden hair, you brush it down, put light make up on and eat breakfast.
“Morning” you shout in the kitchen when Mindy’s laying in the couch probably to drunk from the night before.
“Mmmhh” she responds to your salute.
You take a zip of your orange juice, while you watch the tv, eating your toast when Mindy shouts from the bathroom.
“Tyra! Timmy’s here!” then she enters the bathroom, when you take a sneak peek there he is just climbing down his truck, wearing a cap backwards preventing his hair to get in his face, and the black dark sunglasses, you smile, it comes out as a sad smile, really depressing.
She snaps out of it and walks out, screaming as she runs to him, he smiles, and carries you when you jump on his arms, makes a little spin and then kisses you hungrily, you smile into his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck, there’s not enough room to breath when you’re together and there’s not an exception now, you hardly take a breath of hair when he parts his lips from yours, probably to do the same, but its not enough time later when he once again shouts your blurbs with his own mouth, pressing you against his truck, you smile.
“C’mon I wanna hear it all! Tell me!” you beg, your eyes glowing, he laughs.
“Really? Right now?” he whines trying to catch your lips with his. You push your head away.
“C’mon! I think there’s enough time for that” she smirks. He grins at you.
“Promise?” he asks sweetly sticking his finger at her.
“Promise!” she nods, giving him peck.
“Good because I seriously need some good sex” he smirks you slap him in the shoulder, blushing red, he laughs, cant believe after all you’ve been through he still can make you blush.
“C’mon, get in!” he whines, she giggles, and he playfully slaps her butt, while they climb the truck and drive to his own place. They could hardly keep their hands to each other the whole time, or the kinky comments either, they were in another bubble, trying to pick up where they left off 3 months ago.
He sits on the kitchen counter while you get yourself and him orange juice, he explains to you everything he did for the past 3 months, his eyes glow when he talks about football practices, and the time all the team got stuck in the rain to play because of a comeback he made to their coach, you smile as he rambles.
“I did a lot, a lot of training, you wouldn’t believe how many guys would cut out the first couple of days it was crazy- he was rambling and you weren’t hearing right now as he talked- I did this and that”- it was all you could hear. You walked behind him and while he rambles your hands searching under his flannel shirt to his hard abs, were you touch the skin you haven’t touched in months, it feels hot on your cold hand, he grins, you can tell, you start to nibble his ear like you know he loves, in the sweet spot of his you tease him, then go down to his neck, and put light kisses all over it, he smiles, a true smile, he has missed this, she was being so tender and sweet, and he missed her hands over him, hell he missed her under him.
He turns around quickly when he’s aroused enough to ravish her mouth, exploring every inch of it, like he did so many times, she smirks against his lips, when its all coming too fast, he gets up and towers over you, pressing you against the kitchen counter and his hard body like he did when he was to much of a hurry and couldn’t get to the bedroom in time after football practices, you brush his hair with your fingers like you know he loves, he moans when your mouth works on his neck, his hands are working themselves under your top, once he picks you up from your bottom, you grin and that sad smile of yours again shows, he nibbles your neck, you take a look into the bedroom, and flashes of last night come quick enough.
You know you got it all under control.
“What else ‘did’ you do?” Tyra whispers huskily, he spreads your legs to get himself in between so she can feel him aroused.
“Mmmh” he mumbles, he’s into much of a hurry and has missed this body.
“Tell me…” you mumble, he kisses you hardly “was Lyla Garrity also in your to do list?” her eyes are nothing but sad, he looks under him, watches her face, furrows his eyebrows and shakes his head.
“What are you-“ she cuts him off.
“What? You’re trying to figure out what lie to tell me next?” she smiles once again and there’s something creep about it, he doesn’t let go of her bottom, as she talks and he stares at her down, trying to figure out what the hell hit him.
“Tyra, whats going on? I told you I was in it for the football, nothing happen, they did their thing we did ours-“ she nodded when she saw there was no hope for him ever to change and be a decent human being.
“You know I don’t know what hurts worse, you and Garrity rolling around your bedroom, or you lying to me about it in my face!” she whispers, the words hit you like a slap in the face and you should of seen it coming. He holds your stare, which is full with sadness and water, his hands stand each side of you and now his hair gets between his face and you, you nod, and let out a laugh knowing you wouldn’t get an explanation this time either.
“I went to check on you- you slowly start to say, but you shut up before the sobs can come out, he wont make you do this again, not again-well..thats pretty much it, the next time you might wanna close the door”.
That’s what it brought you here, to this moment…
The hold of her gaze on him was too strong, so he didn’t hold it, he kept his stare down on her lap, his body in between her legs, while he was towering over her, she waited patiently for an answer, an explanation, she didn’t got any, I guess his silence confirmed her words, he bit his lower lip, he probably just lost everything in the world to him, everything that was important to keep by his side anyways.
Slowly she got off of the kitchen counter, his body still pressed strongly against her, but not really pressing just keeping her still, leaning against her, trying not to agree with his fears, trying to stop her from leaving perhaps, trying to reconsider her actions. He heard her words alright, but he couldn’t say anything, couldn’t make a sound.
When she gather herself together and was standing right there in front of him he snapped out of it before she could walk away without an answer.
You tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think id turn around and say
Now its too late to apologize
Its too late
“Im so sorry” he pleaded with her eyes, she looked at him tenderly though, smiled at him, her eyes clouded with water, and she walks past him, he lets out the breath he didn’t know he was holding, keeps starring at the suddenly amusing floor, he turns the same time she does.
“Too late” she whispers smiling; he sighs, and holds her stare, begging her not to leave him.
She turns around and he snaps out of it and holds her hand, gripping at it, she turns her head around and saw him begging her not to give up on him.
“Let me explain” he says out of nowhere.
“Go ahead” she waits patiently, but hes got nothing, he swallows hard, shakes his head and sighs.
“A tiger cant change his stripes, right?” she smiles, he shakes his head.
“Don’t-“
“I didn’t, you did” and then shes off, the hold of her hand was strong but she was stronger.
im holding on your rope
got me 10 feet off the ground
Current Mood:
sick
sickCurrent Music: apologize . timbaland feat one republic
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