(Timmy's PoV)
Timmy wasn't sure what it was about seeing Tootie in something other than her normal style clothing. It wasn't like it showed the curves in her body, that he had just started noticing... he had never saw Tootie in that way. Honestly he hadn't even thought about the raven haired girl in years, until he found out who she was. If anything his clothes hid those features. Even so, he found it hard to no look over at her during the movie. Found it hard not to think about her. Several times he had to get up and leave the room, just to try and keep his breathing normal, his medication for anxiety barely working. Something about her made him feel... strange.
On his way back tot he living room, he noticed that the storm if anything had gotten worse. It was barely afternoon and it looked like night. Thunder boomed in the distance, only confirming that the main part of the storm, hadn't even gotten there yet. He wondered how Tootie would get home, he was sure he didn't want her going back out in that. Maybe her parents could come pick her up, as long as he didn't have to meet them he should be alright... his medication was starting to wear off. Sadly it wasn't time to take more... he'd been on it so long his body seemed to have started to build up an immunity to it, making it last less as long.
"But how am I going to get home then?" Tootie was talking, when he walked back into the living room. At first before he saw her, he wondered who she was talking to, then noticed the phone to hear ear. "But Vicki! Can't you come and pick me up?... Fine I'll figure something out, thanks for nothing!."
"W-What about your parents?" Timmy asked, and wondered why he started off with a stutter. Well his only options at the end of the day, was to send Tootie back to her house, out in this storm or let her use the guest room. Right now, he was afraid of both ideas, though he wasn't sure why. It wasn't like he hadn't had anyone spend the night before... though that was years ago, and never a girl... Well this wasn't just any girl, this was Tootie.
"Vicki said they went to see our aunt, and won't be back until Monday." Timmy looked at his phone. Saturday he thought. He wished he remembered what the weather man had reported... but he was sure this storm would pass. "I'll just run home it's not all tha..." she was interrupted by the television beeping loudly. His heart sunk as he read the tornado watch for their area. Yeah he couldn't just let her go out there when it was dangerous... He looked at the TV again, the watch would be over... at midnight.
"W-Well there is a guest room here... I-If you don't mind staying here... I know you don't have anything with you, but it's just a night right?" Stuttering again... and why did he feel like he was trying to reassure himself more than he was Tootie?
The look she gave him seemed to make his knees weak. Why was his heart beating faster, just from the look she was giving him, from the way her cheeks turned red? Why does those beautiful violet eyes make him... Wait, wait... stop, his mind screamed, but it was already too late he had pushed himself over a cliff once again. He couldn't breath... This time he feel much slower, there was no impact on the ground like he expected... just something soft. Instead of the ceiling, all he could see was violet before everything went black.
(Tootie's PoV)
Tootie stared at Timmy, at first she couldn't believe what he just said... even though it was what she wanted more than anything in the world right now. This was not like him... not the Timmy he had become. Asking her if she wanted to spend the night here, to be safe instead of risking any harm going outside. He cares... and not just like a friend he really cares. Maybe he likes me more than a friend? Maybe... just maybe... The way he was looking at her, made her heart flutter. Her cheeks turned red, though it felt like her entire body was on fire.
The look of affection quickly turned to panic on Timmy's face... This time she knew what was happening, and she cursed herself... some how she put him this position... Sure she knew that he hadn't been sick, but she used it as a excuse to come over, a excuse to spend the entire day with him. To be close to him, and this happens, she thought as she lead/pulled him over to the couch. She wasn't even sure if he was aware of what was happening. She got him laid down on the couch, her face over his, she stared into his blue eyes... before they closed. As soon as they closed, he took a deep ragged breath, just like he had that night. Her hand cupped his cheek. She expected a little stubble, or it to be rough, thats how it was in the books. But his cheek was soft. She thought to herself, and before she could stop herself, she leaned down and kissed his cheek, softly caringly. She wanted to kiss him, but if she tried that while he was conscience, what would happen to him?
How long had it taken him to wake up at the mall? She couldn't remember it was all a blur... it had felt like hours. But it couldn't have been that long... she'd just have to wait. Her mind was racing even though she knew what happened. It was scary, she couldn't imagine what it was like for Timmy, passing out like that not being able to breathe. But she couldn't help but smile, she felt guilty about it but it make her happy to know Timmy got so worked up just from a smile from her. What she wouldn't have given years ago to have this effect on this boy.
Tootie sat next to the couch, she leaned her head next to Timmy, her eyes drifted shut listening to him breathing softly rhythmically. It was calming and relaxing. Maybe Timmy was sleeping now, he said it had been a long day earlier... he'd wake up soon. But the longer she waited for him to wake up the closer she drifted to sleep, she yawned and reached up lacing her fingers between his and closed her eyes, not knowing where any of this would lead when she woke up. Not knowing if this would bring them closer together, or push them apart. Right now, this was perfection.
(Timmy's PoV)
His eyes opened slowly, everything was blurry for a moment. His eyes focused, and he realized he was staring at the ceiling. Had he fallen asleep on the couch? He took a deep breath, and went to rub his eyes... his hand felt warm... and something was holding it. He looked down at his hand... and Tootie's hand... it all came back to him. He had fainted again... he sighed and leaned his head back... how pathetic was he? She smiled at him, blushed... that all it took to throw him over the edge? Just pathetic. He couldn't even really be with her... could he? He was starting to realize that maybe this is what he wanted. When he was younger he felt like this around Tootie before, that was when he thought he was allergic to her... as he grew he found out that it was because she made him nervous. And until now, he had always assumed it was because of her crazy obsession with him.
Now he started wondering if she made him nervous for a different reason. He more than anyone knew that emotions... his emotions anyways never really helped him, and thanks to the snob Trixie, all he ever really felt from a female was rejection and humiliation. He moved his fingers between Tootie's.
"You know this kind of feels good." he said aloud softly to himself. He could hear the rain beating against the windows, the storm was still in high gear, maybe he wasn't out that long then. He started to relax, when lightning struck close to the house, the thunders sounded like a cannon had gone off in the house, the vibration shook stuff on the shelves, and jolted Tootie awake... who was now gripping his hand hard. She looked around, looked at him... then her face turned red as she realized she was still holding his hand...She opened her mouth so say something... that turned into a squeak of fear as the lights went out.
He knew a lot about Tootie... from talking to her online for so long. Though he didn't know that she was afraid of the dark. Though the way her arms wrapped around him as she shook clearly told him that. He managed to get up, and feel his way through the kitchen until he found the flashlights. With the flashlight's light he was able to find the matches and start a fire in the fireplace. They had no choice for now, they both had to sleep out here tonight. This would be the only heat source until the power came back on. Once the fire's light illuminated the room, and Tootie had one of the flashlights, and only then did she let go of Timmy's waist, they sat just in front of the fireplace. However she didn't move far from him.
"It's okay Tootie." This confidence was knew... he thought as he looked over at Tootie. Her violet eyes wide in fear, then he realized what he hadn't noticed... that he should have noticed. Tootie wasn't wearing her glasses. She could see without them... but in the dark he wasn't sure. Either way something inside him said she needed him. "I'm here."
"It's hard to see," It wasn't hard for him to see, which only confirmed his suspicion, he knew that Tootie had contacts, and this just confirmed that she had rushed over without her glasses, and without her contacts. Her hand however quickly found his lacing her fingers in his. She looked towards him, her violet eyes a beautiful shade of deep purple, in the red light of the fire. He didn't plan it... didn't even think about what he was doing. His body moved on it's own and he leaned forward, at the last second he seemed to hesitate... her eyes had closed, she looked like she knew... hoped what was coming. Then something inside him broke, some barrier that might repair itself another time... that he might have to break through again. But at that moment it was gone and his lips lightly brushed hers, and that was all it took to ignite another fire. That little kiss... little brushing of lips turned into passionate kissing there in front of the fire. Maybe it was the dim lights, them being close enough her bodies touched, sitting in front of the fire... a stereotypical romantic setting, or maybe they were just the reasons they would use later for doing what they both wanted... All Timmy knew was his heart was beating faster... but he could breathe... between kisses anyways.