Anyone Else But You

Part 4/6

Hallway

They smile at each other in the hallway. She laughs slightly with the Lois-From-Zoolander girl, and then Julie's gaze is turned on his and he mumbles something. Tim sees Lois leave and Julie look up at Matt's face with longing. He shakes his head, the weird Julie Taylor fantasies going through your head aren't going to happen, he told himself silently. Seeing her every day was hard. In more ways then one.

And now, with Matt it was even harder. He looked down, and then back he saw Matt's arms around her, encasing her into his chest. He saw tears streaming down her face, and her saying she was sorry. Or that's what it looked like. He had no idea what she was actually saying, just the tears and hug to go on. He wasn't mad or something then that. Why would he be mad. He was just surprised. What happened to the maid?

As he made his way down to class he couldn't help but think about what the hell Julie Taylor saw in Matt Saracen. He was queit and shy, sometimes to an irritating extent, he didn't have good hair (unlike him who had amazing hair) and to top it off he was just kind of weird. But come to think of it, so was Julie.

Besides, he wasn't going to have a rebound fling with Julie Taylor.

Together

They hadn't really talked much since the powderpuff game and she was beginning to like it. She did not need to be having fantasies of Tim Riggins' leg, though it was a very nice leg... and it would be nice-again, no leg fantasies. She sighed as she was beginning to wonder if she had a leg fetish. She opened the door to her house. She wondered if Tim had a leg fetish, or he was like most men who had a breast fetish. Wait, why was she wondering about their houseguests' fetishes??

She sighed and felt immediately stupid, because there was no way in hell Tim shared her feelings or whatever she had for him. Besides, Matt had just forgiven her, and that's what she'd wanted for the past couple of months. Right?

Matt was cute and he was there and though his hair wasn't that great it suited him, and he had nice frineds and genuinely cared about her and her dad had even come to like the Julie-Matt union. Sort of. She sighed and flopped down on the couch. Her mother would be there soon asking her about the breakdown she'd probably heard she'd had in the hallway... people had looked at her funny, so her mother undoubtedly knew.

To her surprise it was her dad who approached her. He just looked at her and said, "Are you and Matt... back together?" What was she supposed to say to that?, her father needed to provide a clearer meaning of the word Together.

"No." she said simply, because they weren't. Not really. He hugged her and told her he'd always love her and that nothing could ever change. He'd told her he wanted to be with her, and she cried and she didn't really give a answer, just ten minutes of tears.

"No?" he father confirmed.

"No, me and Matthew Saracen are not together." and then Tim walked in.

Going Somewhere

She'd said she needed a lift to Lois' and he'd offered, her dad seemed to think nothing of it after the whole Powderpuff training. Julie, however, thought it was incredably weird. Just an hour ago she'd been walking home contemplating his fetishes. Obviously, it was more then a little bit awkward for her. She sat so firmly against the door and window if somebody had opened it from the outside she would've fallen out.

Her long hair was tied up, and they drove by a tattoo parler. She randomly asked, "Do you have a tattoo?" and immediatly wished she'd just kept it silent.

"No." then he smiled, the frown on his face broken, "But your dad does." she wasn't aware of this.

"Really? Where?" did her mom know, then she immediatly kicked herself in the head, of course her mom knew. Now as she was battling the images of her mother and father in the sak Tim answared,

"On his butt," her eyebrows shot up, how did Tim know this? "It says working hard or hardly working. He flashes us if we're not giving a hundred and ten percent."

She was glad he was joking, her astonishment ended with a eruption of laughter. He grinned at her and she immediatly felt a little further away from the edge of her seat. She looked over and caught his eye. Well, who could blame her for her inner monologue? She now understood Lyla Garrity a whole lot better.

"This is it," she said, pointing with her head to the two story house that had Lois within it.

Mr. and Mrs. Coach

Walking into the front door of the Taylor's was still awkward, and when he did he walked in on some sort of Mrs. and Mr. Coach argument. He heard a, "ERIC you cannot go around embaressing our daughter!!" and a "Are you an idiot?" and he saw a lot of eye rolls, and then they finaly acknoleged his presence with a "Hey Tim," and continued with their bickering.

And, surprisingly, this made him happy. He was part of a family. He went o t the back door anyway, because he didn't want to witness them fighting. He looked reflectively at the porch where he'd forced the sit-ups on his first victim. He enjoyed coaching. He enjoyed being bossy. Maybe he should join the reserve, or just head on over to Iraq now.

But he didn't really know what they were fighting for.

He sighed. And he just sat there, for a really long time until he saw her. He looked up and smiled despite himself.

"Hey," he said.

Author's Note: Wrote this about three weeks ago, but I don't know, I don't really like it. But it had been awhile. It's sure to have typing errors due to the fact that every word on my MotParfait software comes up as spelled wrong in English. Thanks for the reviews, favourites and alerts. Ego boost! Also, you should read that amazing story called "Two Dicks and a V-Card". Also, sorry if this took sooo long! Love you guys!-Lily