MaskyxReaderxHoodie part 1 TimMASKY?!

It was towards the end of the week and you sat in your English class looking at the clock as it was ticking. You tapped your pencil as a song played in the back of your mind and in the front of your mind was your best friend Timmy! He has been gone for days now. Last time you saw him was 2 weeks ago. You texted him every day the past week. At the beginning of the week he texted ‘who are you’ another time he texted ‘I’m in the hospital’  ‘I’m getting so blood tests right ttyl’ and let’s not forget ‘Hey can’t talk busy text u later’ and that was last week. This week…he didn’t text you back. You worried that your friend is so ill that he’s dying. You looked at the clock again. tick tock tick tock tick tock tick God! Could this day end for you to go to Timmy’s home? Your friend Alyssa shook your shoulder.
“Are you ok (insert name)?” She asked. You turned and shrugged.
“I’m worried about Timmy. He hasn’t texted me in a week. Something must be wrong!” You bit your lip.  “He always texts me, he let’s me know how he is and if he’s not coming in. This isn’t him. I’m so scared that he- Alyssa grinned at you. You blinked. “What? WHAT?!”
“You like Timmy?”
“What? Pff…no way. He’s my best friend we knew each other since elementary. “ You blushed. Alyssa rolled her eyes and laughed a little.
“I knew him that long too but you don’t see me freaking out that he’s not here for a while.”
“It’s been 2 weeks and he-“
“Look (insert nickname), maybe he’s having family trouble like when your parents….”
“Yeah don’t go there please. It’s still healing.” You turned your face away. The bell rang and it was the end of a long week! You grabbed your bag and headed outside. It was sunny and warm for April. You rushed to Timmy’s home. You got to the front porch steps to Timmy’s home. You slammed into someone. You  held your nose as pain rush through it.
“Oh fuck!” You cursed. You eyes looked going into the sweet blue eyes you know and love.  “Oh Timmy!” I’m glad you’re alive.” You hugged him as some tears went down your face. “I was so worry.”
“(insert name) can you let go of me?!” Timmy asked in a whinny tone. You suddenly let go of him.
“You’re nothing like the Tim I learn to know and-“
“(insert nickname) I’ve been busy a lot these past few weeks.”
“That’s gives you no excuse for texting me! You could at least saying that or if you’re alright!” You turned around and growled at him. Timmy looked up at the sky for a while. He hated seeing you mad at him or even upset. “I was worry. I was afraid that I lost you like how I’m losing my dad…I cant stand saying goodbye to someone.”
Timmy pulled you into a hug as he rubbed your back. The day your father left you and your mother last month haunts you in the back your mind.  You let some tears come down your face. Timmy ran his fingers through your silk hair. He kiss your head showing his sweet side that he tend to hide now a days.
“I’m going to leave you like your father.” He whispered to you. When you two let go you guys just stared into each other’s eyes. You blushed as  you smiled but quickly turning away. You fear to smile ever since you were called fat last year that made your life go to hell. You felt suicidal at points but Timmy was the one thing that kept you going.
Timmy placed a finger under your chin and pulled you to his face. He smiled bright at you.  “Keep on smiling that’s one thing that makes you more beautiful than you already are.” You blushed. “If you want we could hang…I’ll cancel my other plans.”
“Oh don’t cancel your plans because me...” You stepped back at little tripping  you turned making your trip into a dance move. You flipped your hair at the end. Timmy chuckled at you. Your face went red.  
“Masky!” A deep voice snapped behind you. Something grabbed your wrist. You screamed as you dropped your bag. You tried pulling out of the grip but every time you tried the grip only got tighter. It was so tight that it felt like your wrist was going be broken. “You better not  cancel on me!”
“Masky?” You whispered
“Hoodie, let go of her.” Timmy said in a calming voice.
“Hoodie?” You whispered to yourself again
“Why should I?” Hoodie growled. “Who the heck is she?!” Timmy blushed turned his head away. “Want to answer sometime this year?!”
“She’s (insert name)” Timmy finally answer. Hoodie raised you up closer to his black face that showed his stitch frown. You feet  just lightly touched the ground. You twisted and turn like when you and your dance classes you use to take when you were younger.
“That’s her? Dude are fucking kidding me?! She’s nothing like what you told us!” Hoodie snorted. “She pathic and weak just like everyone else!”
Hoodie threw you over his shoulder. You felt your kilt that you are force to wear as your school uniform rising up when you landed on his shoulder. You face was turning red but you were thinking how you were smart to wear short underneath it un like half the girls in your school. Hoodie began to walk as he laughed.
“I gotta show her to everyone. What a joke she is!” Hoodie laughed. You screamed and kicked trying to make him let you go.  Timmy grabbed your bag ran up to Hoodie.
“Come on Hood man, you gotta do this to me?! We are bros right? You wouldn’t do this to your bro would you?”
Hoodie stopped as you guys got the forest. You sighed waiting for you talk.
“Hmmm…. I don’t know…you would do this to me.” Hoodie rubbed his chin with his free hand.
“Do I get a say in this?”
“Stay out of it!” The boy said to you.
“Ok, just asking.” You sighed.  Your phone went off playing one of your favorite song. Hoodie went into your bag and pulled out your phone and answer it. “Hello?”
“HEY! YOU CANT JUST DO THAT!” You screamed
“Hello who is this?” It was your mother on the other line.
“None of your concerned.” Hoodie growled
“May I speak to (insert name)?” You mother tone sounded annoyed at Hoodie.
“Sorry she cant-“ Timmy grabbed the phone and the boys began to fight saying ‘hey Masky give the damn phone back!’ ‘go fuck yourself Hoodie’ ‘fuck you!’. Finally Masky got the phone.
“Hey there Ms. I’m sorry but (insert name) cant come to the phone right at this moment.” Masky said
“Why cant she?”
“Why? Oh she’s uh….um…in the bathroom…” Masky said as it was the first thing that came to his mind. Your face went even more red.
“Oh alright now. Tell (insert name) to call me back.”
“Wil do Ms.”
“ Bye bye Timmy.” Your mother said
“Bye ms.” Masky said as he  end the call.
“In the bathroom? Really?! Couldn’t you have said I was out for a moment like helping someone or something?!” You covered your face.
“Sorry. It was the first thing that came to mind.” You rolled your eyes.
“Fine…whatever, just put me down!” Once you said that Hoodie squeezed your legs tighter. Your nails dug into his shoulder. “That’s not putting me down stupid!”
“I know bitch!”  Hoodie snapped at you as he started to walking to forest.
“Timmy wanna help me?!” You cried out.
“It’s Masky.” Your friend said as he bowed his head. You jawed dropped as you turned away.