Title: Lonely No More
A/N: I appreciate all the great feedback on the last chapter! This website is still acting like it's on crack or something, so if you reviewed the last chapter and I didnt reply - I apologize! Some reviews didn't show up, and when I attempted to reply to some reviews it told me that review didn't exist. Craziness! Hopefully this time around will be better. Let me know your thoughts on this chapter! Enjoy :D
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"A date?" Eric asked in a hushed voice. "A date?"
"Yes honey, a date." Tami whispered, giving him an exasperated look. "You remember those times when Julie used to go out with Matt Saracen and they would go out to eat or to a movie or something. That was a date."
"Don't get smart with me. I know what the hell a date is." Eric replied quickly. "But Tim Riggins is in a whole different league than little Matt Saracen."
Tami sighed, leaning back against the kitchen counter. "Well, we knew this was coming. I'm just surprised it took this long to be honest."
Eric frowned. "It's a school night. What are they doin' going out on a school night?"
"We used to allow her to go out with Matt occasionally on a school night." Tami whispered. "Julie said they're just goin' out to eat. That's it."
"Hey mom, have you seen my black flats?" Julie asked, walking into the kitchen to find her parents whispering in the corner. "What are y'all doin'?"
"Nothing, honey." Tami answered quickly, a big smile on her face. "Your shoes are in the laundry room. I saw them earlier."
"Thanks." Julie said slowly, giving both parents a funny look before making her way to the laundry room.
Eric sighed, running his hands through his hair, causing it to stand up on end.
"Hell." He muttered, hearing a knock on the door. "I'll get it." He said quickly, sauntering toward the door.
Eric pulled the door open quickly, finding Tim standing on the doorstep.
"Hey, Coach." Tim drawled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Tim." Eric stated, giving him a look. "I hear that you're takin' Julie on a date tonight. Is that right?"
"Uh, yes sir." Tim replied slowly.
Eric nodded, about to lay down some ground rules as Julie walks up, followed closely by Tami.
"Hey, Tim." Julie said brightly, a smile on her face.
"Jules." Tim drawled, trying not to stare openly in front of her parents, but having a hard time of it.
"Well, we better go." Julie said quickly, taking a step past her father and out the door.
"Now wait just a minute." Eric drawled, holding up his hand. "Julie you are to be home by 9:00. It is a school night."
Julie sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes sir."
"That's plenty of time for y'all to go get something to eat." Tami added, taking a step closer to her husband.
"Okay." Julie said quickly, wanting to get out of there already.
"Y'all go get something to eat, and be home by 9:00." Eric repeated, giving them both a stern look. "And Tim, you best keep your hands to yourself."
"Dad!" Julie squeaked, embarrassment evident on her face at her dad's warning.
Tim bit his lip, trying not to laugh. He knew now wasn't the time. Coach was serious.
"Yes sir. I understand." Tim replied, nodding his head slightly.
"Alright." Eric drawled. "Now get out of here."
"Bye y'all. Be careful." Tami called as Tim and Julie made their way toward his truck.
Tim opened her door, waiting for her to climb in before walking around to his side.
He climbed inside and started the truck, pulling away from the curb before finally glancing at Julie.
"That was so embarrassing." She muttered, holding her hands over her face.
Tim chuckled. "It's alright." He said, looking over at her and meeting her gaze.
She smiled, and he felt his stomach tighten. Lord, but she was looking good tonight.
Not that she didn't always look good, but when she smiled at him like that – she was beautiful.
He still found it a little hard to believe that this was happening.
He had kissed her. No warning or anything, just kissed her like he had a tendency to do.
And miracle of miracles, she had kissed him back. Kissed him like she couldn't get enough of him.
And Tim was pretty sure after the kisses they had shared at the lake, that he wouldn't ever get enough of her.
"Where are we going?" She asked, breaking into his thoughts.
Tim shrugged. "Thought we'd grab some burgers to go or something from the Alamo Freeze."
"To go?" Julie asked. "You ashamed to be seen with me or something, Riggins?" She asked playfully.
Tim chuckled. "Not hardly, Jules." He muttered, shaking his head. "We just don't have too much time, and I thought we could go somewhere a little less crowded."
"That sounds nice." Julie responded, brushing her bangs out of her eyes as she smiled at him again.
Tim grinned, feeling like a damn twelve-year old with his first crush.
Hell, if all she had to do was smile to make him want her, it was going to be a long night.
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Julie leaned back against the bleachers, finishing off her burger as she looked around at the empty stadium.
She had been a little surprised when Tim had brought her here. She had assumed that when he said go somewhere less crowded, that he meant out in the woods parking somewhere.
Though she probably shouldn't have been surprised by his choice of the Panthers' stadium. She knew this was one of the main places he felt the most comfortable.
"Burger good?" He asked, wadding up his trash and placing it in the empty paper bag.
"Yep." She replied, giving him a grin as she wiped her hands off with a napkin.
She leaned over, brushing her arm against his as she dropped her napkin into the bag.
"Thanks." She stated, giving him a smile before settling back against the bleachers.
"No worries." He mumbled, leaning back beside her, his hand snaking out to grab hers, placing it palm up on his leg.
Julie held her breath as he began to trace small patterns on her palm with his fingers, sending little bursts of electricity up her arm and through her body.
"How'd your interview go?" He asked softly, catching her off guard with the change in subject.
"Um, good. It went good." Julie answered, trying to think clearly.
She had gone for her second interview at Applebee's today after school, and had luckily been offered a waitressing job. Her parents weren't too crazy about the idea, but Julie was excited.
"I got the job. And I start tomorrow." She said, giving him a smile.
"That's good, Jules." He said, meeting her gaze. "I'm happy for yah. Even though I have a feelin' this is goin' to cut into our Tim and Julie time." He said with a smirk.
Julie laughed. "Tim and Julie time, huh? That's a nice way to put it."
Tim shrugged, a smirk on his lips as he returned his attention to upturned hand.
"It won't be that bad really." She said quietly, turning and straddling the bleacher seat so that she was facing him, all without moving her hand from his leg. "I mean, you're always at practice and lifting weights and stuff." She said quickly.
She frowned. She hadn't thought about the job taking away from her time with Tim.
Oh God. They had just started whatever it was they were doing. What if he had too much time on his hands and turned to his rally girls instead?
"Hey, I was kidding." Tim said quietly, giving her arm a shake. "Just know that you'll have to spend your time away from work with me." He smirked.
"Well…" Julie said, trying to keep a straight face and fight off the butterflies in her stomach. "I'll see if I can fit you into my schedule."
"You do that, Jules." Tim mumbled, smiling as he leans in and places his warm mouth to hers, bringing his free hand to the side of her face, cupping her cheek and running his fingers through the hair at her temples.
A soft moan caught in her throat, as she ran her hand up the front of his shirt and to the side of his neck, losing herself in the kiss as both seemed unable to get enough of one another.
Tim's lips teased her own, until she finally opened her mouth, ultimately giving him what he wanted as his tongue slipped inside and touched her own.
Dear God. For a guy who spent his time demolishing people on the field, Tim was surprisingly gentle and smooth in all his movements.
She shivered as she felt him slide his hand along the column of her neck, tunneling his fingers through her long hair.
Almost desperately, she wound her arms around his neck and slid even closer to him, holding back a protest as Tim pulled back.
She watched as he swung his leg over the bleachers, now straddling the bench and facing her head on. He slid his hands underneath her thighs, deftly pulling her closer and resting her legs over his own, bringing them dangerously close.
"That's better." He muttered, settling his hands on her waist.
Julie licked her lips, shivering as his thumbs touched the bare skin of her sides under the hem of her shirt. "Don't you remember what my dad said about keepin' your hands to yourself?" She asked with a smirk.
Tim chuckled. "I've never been very good at followin' directions, Jules." He drawled lazily, bringing his lips down on hers once again.
As the kiss continued, Julie felt sure that she had never experienced feelings like this before. Tim was doing things with his mouth that had her toes curling, and all she could do was hold on tight and enjoy the ride.
She imagined that kissing Tim was pretty much like being dropped into a huge vat of chocolate – surrounded by warmth, unable to breath, but the taste was oh so sweet.
After what seemed like ages, Tim finally pulled back, looking at her through half-lidded eyes, a soft smile on his face.
"Why'd you stop?" She asked, her voice sounding breathless. Clearly because the guy literally took her breath away.
"Because…" He drawled, tilting his head to the side as he looked at her. "You're gonna miss curfew if we don't leave soon."
Julie sighed, glancing at her watch. He was right. Why couldn't her parents have said 10:00?
"Otherwise I think I could do this all night." He said softly, giving her a sexy smirk, looking boyishly handsome in that moment.
"Me too." She whispered, surprising them both by leaning in and giving him a quick kiss.
She begrudgingly slid her legs off of Tim's, standing unsteadily on her feet.
"Easy, Taylor." Tim said, grabbing her by the arm to steady her as he stood up.
"Thanks." She mumbled, glancing up at him.
He had a shit-eating grin on his face, knowing full well that their little kissing marathon had made her weak in the knees.
"We'll have to do this again sometime." He drawled, sliding his arm around her waist as they slowly began to make their way down the steps. "I like eating here."
Julie smiled. Yeah, she wanted to do this again too, but she wasn't referring to eating.
"Oh yeah." She said cheekily. "Good food. Nice atmosphere." She said playfully, laughing as he squeezed her waist.
"Great company." Tim said, giving her a big grin, her stomach flutters going into overdrive at the sight.
You got that right, she thought to herself, sliding her arm around his waist as the two exited the stadium.
