timothée chalamet imagines

wildest dreams

your pov

My back is pressed against the wall as I practically drool over Timothée talking to a friend while I play with the skirt of my dress.

He's so tall and handsome as well.

"Martini?" a waiter comes up to me, raising up their tray a bit.

"Sure," I smile taking it "thank you."

Timothée glances over at me for a second as I take the toothpick between my teeth and eat the olive attached to it. He smirks and turns back to continue talking to his friend.

I down the martini quickly as he approaches me.

"Drinking already?" he asks.

"What else am I supposed to do at these things anyway?" I shrug with a smile.

He turns around, looking at the crowds of movie producers, other actors, directors, fanatics before turning back to me with a smirk.

"Let's get out of here," he tucks a piece of hair behind my ear "drive out of the city, away from the crowds." he says.

Heaven can't help me now, he's irresistible.

I set my glass down on the table next to me, giving him a single nod as he grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers tightly.

He smiles and we quickly make our way out of the venue. We reach his car, hopping in.

We're too ecstatic to even put on our seatbelts while we already race past lines of traffic and get on to the empty backroads.

The windows are all down, my hair is flying everywhere as his curls flow back, revealing the gorgeous structure that is his face.

We're laughing with rushes of adrenaline, I'm looking over him in admiration with the brightest smile as he focuses on the road.

I can see the end as it begins, us, that is. He's so bad, but he does it so well. I've never been with someone like him before, and I know better than to not get attached, yet I already have.

Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down. I've known it from the beginning.

flashback

He moved swiftly, picking me up and pinning me down on the bed. I look up at him through his messy hair and push it back.

Our eyes lock for a moment, there's something here that I won't forget or find anywhere else.

He leans down, kissing me as I wrap my arms around him. Groans from the both of us are already getting heavy and loud.

"No one has to know what we do." I whisper as I run my lips over his.

The calloused fingers of his hand run up and down my smooth leg before stopping.

"No one?" he lifts a brow.

I nod. "Just us, our little secret."

"You're insane."

"But you love that about me." I pout.

"God, you know I do." he presses his lips to mine and kisses me roughly.

Our clothes are around my room in seconds and his hands are up in my hair soon after.

end of flashback

He grabs my hand, lifting it up to press a kiss on the back of it.

"WOOOO!" he yells at the top of his lungs.

I throw my head back in laughter, then yell at the top of my lungs the same way he did.

He pulls over onto the dirt road, getting out and opening my door.

His hands grab my waist as he kisses me hungrily, I don't know what we're doing, but I just know I don't want it to stop.

"I love you." he presses his forehead to mine.

I'm taken aback by the confession, but I'm not scared to let him know I feel the same way.

"I love you too."

He smiles, kissing me once more as his hand grabs the back of my neck.

We laugh as I try to wipe away the smeared red lipstick all around his mouth.

I grab his hands lazily as I lean my back against the car, we're staring at the sunset as it paints us with a shade of gold.

"Come back to my place?" he asks.

I'm going to be tangled up with him all night.

I nod. We get back into the car, turning roughly out of the dirt roads and heading back to the main streets in miraculous speed.

"Say you'll remember me."

He turns to me confused. "What?"

"Say you'll remember me." I repeat.

"Like I could ever forget you, y/n."

We're on a long stretch of road now, minutes away from getting to the normal one.

"Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset," I say "red lips and rosy cheeks."

"I'll always remember you that way."

What we're doing won't last, but I'm willing to the make the most of it while it's still here.

He'll see me in hindsight, looking back at the memories and moments of us once it all ends, they'll surely follow him around.

"Say you'll see me again." I grin.

"I'll see you again," he smiles "even if it's just in my wildest dreams."

A/N: I'm sorry I haven't been updating, this is my last week of high school & I'll be graduating soon!! I've rediscovered my obsession w "wildest dreams" by Taylor Swift, so, here's an imagine based on it. I don't really like it, might delete it later today. Let me know what you think and I hope you're all doing well :)