timothée chalamet imagines

drivers license

*this imagine will make much more sense if you listen to "drivers license" by Olivia Rodrigo before you start to read*

your pov

-flashback-

"Turn the wheel slowly and give it a little gas."

"I got it, relax." I said turning around the corner of the parking lot.

"Stop! Stop!"

I stomped on the brake and looked at Timothée, who dramatically had his hand on top of his chest.

"What?" I asked.

"That was way too fast." he let out his breath.

I put the car in park and slouched in my seat.

"I suck at driving."

"No, you don't. You just need some more practice."

"Really?"

"Yeah," he nodded "try the turn again."

"Okay." I smiled and proceeded to do the turn, slower this time.

"That was good," he said "now go turn the around the other corner up ahead."

I went turned the other corner and kept going around the entire parking lot until we decided I had enough practice for today.

"Thank you for teaching me." I said getting out of the car.

Driving is still fresh for me, for now I'm
practicing in parking lots and then moving onto the streets when he thinks I'm ready.

Timothée drives and drops me off at my house since I'm using his car for practice.

"No problem." he says switching over to the drivers side, proceeding to drive me home.

I shuffled my music and we sang the first song that played. (choose whatever song you want that to be) We laughed about my bad driving while stopped at red lights and stop signs.

"I'm so excited for you to get your license." he said.

"'Me too."

"Then I won't have to be your personal uber."

"Ha ha, very funny." I said sarcastically.

"I can't wait for you to drive up to my house."

"Me either." I grinned.

The drive seemed almost endless because we were so immersed in conversation and joked the entire time.

He finally up to my house and unlocked the car doors. "We'll practice more tomorrow."

"Okay," I smiled and leaned over the center counsel to kiss him "I love you."

"I love you too."

I got out of the car and walked up to my door, giving him a wave goodbye.

-end of flashback-

"Hey Mom?" I walked into the living room.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to go for a drive."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No," I shook my head "I just need to be alone for a bit. Schools's stressing me out lately."

"Okay," she got up and hugged me "drive safe."

"I will."

We exchanged "I love yous" before I left and got into my car.

I reversed out of my driveway and onto to the street. I began driving out of my neighborhood, making my way over to the bigger suburbs that were close by.

Timothée and I broke up a week ago, the day before I got my drivers license. I've been in relationships before, but I have never felt what I had for him for anyone else.

earlier today...

Just as I was getting done with homework, my best friend text me.

bff 👯‍♀️💗

did you see them?

see who, or what?

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It was Timothée hugging and kissing some blonde girl, only a week after our breakup.

Tears ran down my face as my music blasted.

It was '0ur song.' And by 'our song' I mean the one that first played after we practiced in the parking lot and on the drive back to my house.

"I can't wait for you to drive up to my house," and "I'm so excited for you to get your license." his words filled up my head.

I finally made it to the suburbs, the streets are dark and wide over here. It looks like you're almost in the middle of nowhere.

The entire neighborhood made me feel like I was so far away from everything else in the world, and it was only just a 20 minute drive away from my own home.

White cars passed me on the street, the neatly aligned houses were dark, no one was walking on the sidewalks.

Driving through here made me cry even more because he lives around her.

I don't know why I came here. I knew he could be around and see me anyway.

All I can think about is driving home to him.

All I can see is his face in the white cars and in the front yards. I can't drive past the parking lot because it's too much for me to take.

The thoughts became unbearable. I made my way out of the suburbs quickly and back onto the street to go home.

Every stop sign and red light made me think of him. Of the music. Of the laughs and jokes.

Of us because I still fucking love him.

Through the traffic, I could hear his voice.

By the time I got home, my mom was already upstairs asleep. I went into my room and locked the door behind me.

I took my shoes and sat on my bed. I grabbed my journal and pen from my nightstand.

Still with tear filled eyes, I began to write.

"I got my driver's license last week
Just like we always talked about
'Cause you were so excited for me
To finally drive up to your house
But today I drove through the suburbs
Crying 'cause you weren't around

And you're probably with that blonde girl
Who always made me doubt
She's so much older than me
She's everything I'm insecure about
Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs
'Cause how could I ever love someone else?

Red lights, stop signs
I still see your face in the white cars, front yards
Can't drive past the places we used to go to
'Cause I still fuckin' love you, babe
Sidewalks we crossed
I still hear your voice in the traffic, we're laughing
Over all the noise
God I'm so blue, know we're through
But I still fuckin' love you, babe."

A/N: do you guys like these song imagines??