Hi guys! This is the second to last chapter of "Looks Can Be Deceiving." Thank you again for all of your support. I simply cannot thank you all enough. By the way, the things that Hannah and Timmy said on the bus were inspired by the song "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavigne, a song that I don't own. (Obviously)
I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. I own Jenny and Hannah.
Chapter 19
Hannah quickly became an important part of Timmy's life. Because of her, Timmy started eating again, a little bit more each day. He slowly became more fun to be around, because he started hanging out with his friends again. They played soccer, watched hockey games at the ice rink, and went on weekend trips to amusement parks. Hannah was always invited because Timmy's friends felt so grateful towards her. She was saving their best friend.
But Timmy still had days that were off. Days when he woke up feeling too sick to get out of bed. Everyday Hannah phoned him to ask how he was doing. On those days that Timmy wasn't feeling good, Hannah would take the bus immediately after school and bring him the schoolwork he had missed. They never worked on it. Instead, Hannah would get Timmy talking. Then, she would either listen, or join in, depending on how Timmy was handling the conversation. While talking, she could tell whether Timmy would want to keep talking, or start doing something else, like watching cartoons, or playing a game. She usually ended up staying until late at night.
Timmy's grades improved too. As he healed, Hannah was always willing to invite him over to her house to work on homework together. Timmy soon learned that Hannah was very bright. Not as bright as AJ, but together, with the occasional help from the boy genius, Hannah and Timmy received straight A's on their report cards at the end of their Grade 5 year.
By the end of Grade 7, Timmy was back to normal. On the very first day of middle school, he walked into his homeroom to find AJ, Chester, and Hannah sitting beside each other. "Hey guys!" He greeted them, as he took the seat beside Hannah. After comparing schedules, they found that they all had Social Studies, Math, and English together. "Who's our homeroom teacher?" Timmy finally asked.
"Mr. Crocker." Chester groaned. "He got fired from Dimmsdale Elementary, but the school board agreed to give him one last chance. So he got put in this school."
"Is anyone else that we know in this room with us?" Timmy questioned. "Hmm. Well, Sanjay moved to India, Elmer's in Room 300, Veronica, Tad, and Chad are all in Room 105, and Francis is starting home schooling." AJ told Timmy. Then his face changed as he remembered something. "Oh yeah. Trixie's in this homeroom."
"How do you know?" Timmy asked. "Trixie's never talked to you before."
"She sent a school-wide email out in the summer." AJ said. "But I guess you didn't get it."
As the bell rang for class to start, who should walk in, but Trixie Tang. Her glossy black hair shone, pulled back with a lavender band and her makeup covered blue eyes sparkled. She was wearing the exact same outfit she always wore to school, a lavender turtleneck sweater and a white mini skirt. Her boots didn't have heels, but they were pretty and white just like her skirt. All of the boys in the class "oohed" and "aahed" and leaned forward in their seats to get a closer look at the queen bee. All except for Timmy. "I thought you liked Trixie." Chester muttered in his direction. His green-blue eyes looked at him in confusion.
Timmy shook his head. "That was puppy love."
"So, who do you like?" Hannah asked.
Timmy and Hannah gazed at each other and smiled. "I'm not really sure yet." Timmy answered honestly. "What about you Hannah? Who are you interested in at school?"
Hannah's eyes glowed a little brighter, and her smile grew mysterious. "Oh a guy." She answered furtively. "He doesn't realize it yet. But he will when I want him to."
After school, Hannah went to Timmy's house to do some homework. As they were each doing their math equations, Timmy said, "Hey Hannah. You know how you were talking about liking somebody who didn't know it yet."
Hannah nodded and continued to look at her workbook. "Yeah."
"Well was it…Was it me?" Timmy nervously inquired. Sweat dripped down his face as his heart started beating wildly. He thought he knew the answer already, but he was worried of making a fool of himself.
Hannah finally looked up at him and nodded. "Yes." she answered. "You were. I'm not going to lie. I like you Timmy. Do you like me?"
Timmy looked at her, feeling embarrassed. "I think so." he muttered. "Every time I see you I feel happier because you've helped me so much. My heart beats faster and I feel like I can fly. You've made me realize that I can do anything. Is that love?"
Hannah laughed. "I really don't know how to answer that." she replied truthfully. "I guess the main questions are, do you think I'm special?"
"Yes." immediately answered Timmy. "Would you do anything for me?" Hannah asked.
"Yes." repeated Timmy. "Would you believe that you were lucky if I was your girlfriend?" Hannah asked.
"Yes." Timmy replied, feeling a bit more confident.
"Would you always think of me as beautiful even when I look like a wreck or I'm not in my designer clothes?" Hannah inquired. "Of course." Timmy nodded.
"This is the last question, and it's the most important one." Hannah told him. "Ask me." Timmy whispered.
Hannah moved closer until their faces were so close they could feel each other's breath. "Would you kiss me?" Hannah asked under her breath.
Timmy didn't even speak. He and Hannah leaned in, tilted their heads, and kissed. That was the beginning of their beautiful relationship.
They remained a couple all throughout high school. The only day they didn't spend together was the day of Timmy's 18th birthday. The day that he lost his fairies.
When Hannah phoned, Timmy answered it. "Hey Timmy! Are you coming to school today?" she asked cheerfully. Timmy could picture a wide smile on her face while she spoke. Hannah was always smiling.
"Actually Hannah, I'm gonna stay home today." Timmy said, his voice shaking as he tried to fight back tears.
"Oh…" Hannah's cheerful tone disappeared and changed to a tone of concern. "Do you want me to come over?"
"No thank you. I just want to be alone today." Timmy answered, swallowing a lump in his throat.
"Okay. Happy birthday." Hannah softly spoke.
"Thanks." Timmy answered, then they hung up. He spent the whole day hanging out with his fairies trying hard to make their last day together happy. He made wish after wish after wish, and most of them resulted in near disaster. But every time, Wanda saved the day, and afterwards they all rolled on the floor laughing.
At the very end of the day, when Jorgen came to take away Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, he told Timmy that he was going to let him keep his memories. "I'm not going to make this a regular thing." he informed Timmy. "But you're a very special boy, and you've learned some valuable lessons with these puny fairies. We don't want you to forget them or the fabulous things you've done." Then, after a tearful farewell, Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof were taken back to Fairy World, never to see Timmy again.
The very next day, Timmy decided to go to school. When he opened his locker, he found it stuffed full of chocolate, and decorated with hearts and the words, "I love you Timmy." It was obvious who had done it.
Footsteps echoed behind him, and he turned around to see Hannah, in black bell bottom jeans, and a white and black zebra striped shirt. Her hair was in a ponytail with 2 little strands hanging down on either side of her face. A backwards baseball cap was on her head, and she had a little silver bracelet on her left wrist. She looked up at him, her eyes full of worry. She didn't even need to ask, "Are you okay?" Timmy knew she was worried about what had happened the day before.
He approached her and she let out a sob. Black tears ran down her cheeks because she was wearing mascara. Timmy wrapped his arms around her, and she did the same to him, burying her head in his chest. Timmy gently moved her head so he could give her a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm okay now." he whispered. "Don't worry."
Hannah and Timmy were voted the "Cutest Couple" in the Grade 12 yearbook. They went to prom together, Timmy wearing a tuxedo and Hannah in a long prom dress the exact same deep blue as her streaks. After they graduated, they started going to university together, and shared an apartment. They took different courses, Timmy in Accounting and Hannah in some Fashion courses, but they always made time for each other. They went to the fair every year, swam at the beach, and had picnics on Dimmsdale Hill, Hannah's favourite spot in Dimmsdale.
3 years after they graduated from high school, Hannah walked out of her class to find Timmy at the door waiting. A picnic basket was dangling from his arm. "What's going on?" Hannah asked. "I thought we'd go to Dimmsdale Hill for a picnic." Timmy said, holding up his arm holding the basket. "Are you interested?"
"Of course." Hannah answered. So they walked to the hill, where they hiked to the very top. From the top they ate egg salad sandwiches, a fruit platter, and some brownies that Timmy's mother had sent. After all of the food had been eaten, Hannah lay down on their picnic blanket, her head resting on Timmy's lap. He stroked her hair and they watched the clouds float by.
"Hannah, I've something to say to you." Timmy said softly. Hannah's eyes looked up at him. "What is it?"
"Well, we've been together so many years. In fact, if it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead. You saved me back in Grade 5, and since then you've always been there for me. I don't think I can live without you."
Hannah sat up and turned around, her blue eyes filled with worry. "What are you saying?"
"I would be the happiest man in the world if you stayed with me forever." Timmy pulled a small box out of his pants pocket, and Hannah gasped.
"Hannah Jane Cooley, would you do me the honour of marrying me?" Timmy asked, opening the box to reveal a 14 carat gold ring with 2 little diamonds and a ruby sitting proudly on it.
"Yes, yes, a million times yes! Oh Timmy!" Hannah cried out in joy, leaping into his arms, and hugging him as hard as she could. As she hugged him, she kissed his face as rapidly and fiercely as she could. "Yes, I will marry you Timmy. I love you!"
Their wedding was the following summer on Dimmsdale Hill, and everyone in Dimmsdale was invited. Timmy's parents actually came and paid attention to him for once in his life. All of his friends came and gave their congratulations. Even Trixie looked at him, smiled, and said, "You picked a good girl Timmy. She'll be a better wife for you than I would have been." It was the one of the only times she'd actually remembered Timmy's name.
At the after party, Hannah and Timmy shared their first dance to a song that they had listened to numerous times when Timmy was fighting depression called, "Won't Leave Your Side."
"The earth might break and the world might end, we might cry and quarrel. There may be days when we don't feel like hugging, but I'll never leave your side. You need me and I need you, we're stuck with something stronger than glue. It's a little thing called love, the most wonderful thing in the world, the reason I won't leave your side. I promise I won't leave your side."
2 years later, Timmy came home from work to find Hannah sitting on their couch, a broad smile on her face. "How'd you like to be a father?" she asked.
Timmy froze in his place. His mouth dropped open. "What?" he gasped.
Hannah giggled and held up a pregnancy test. "I'm pregnant!" she burst out.
Well, that's the end of that chapter! By the way, "I Won't Leave Your Side" isn't an actual song. The lyrics are just something I made up on the spot. Do you like?
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