' you where there when no one else was'
'then why don't you love me'
☾ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒
꧁ A Timothée Chalamet x fem oc ꧂
After her college graduation...
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ﾟ･* Milia sat patiently in her seat waiting for the pilot to give the okay for everyone to start exiting. Her leg bounced at an alarming rate and the person sitting next to her was becoming furious at her fidgeting. Her brain was racing with everything she needed to say to her Timothée and how she was going to say it.
When she left for the airport her mother had waited in her door frame watching her daughter frantically pack all her belongs to race to the airport. Lily didn't say anything at all and just stared in approval. Lily trusts her daughters judgement and knew what she was doing was the right thing. Milia hadn't planned how exactly she was going to get to Timothée but knew she had to go home first to at least look somewhat presentable. Pauline had given her Timmy's address on a small piece of paper and Milia had been staring at it in her hand the whole plane trip. The yellow sticky note was now crumbled and wet with sweat in the corners from Milia's nerves.
When the announcement came through the speakers that they could go Milia was the first one out. She frantically stood up and ripped out her carry on and raced out the door avoiding anyone who tried to stop her. She practically ran to the luggage collection and prayed that hers would be the first one out.
Milia was not religious in any way, shape or form but today she wished there was at least someone or something looking out for her to make this turn out well. After a few bags looped around the conveyor Milia spotted hers and heaved it over her shoulder. She quickly dropped it to the floor and practically ran to the exit gripping her heavy luggage. She didn't know how she was going to get home and didn't tell anyone that she was back in the city so she called an uber to take her home. By some good grace in the universe the uber arrived fairly quickly and Milia was sat in the back watching as the roads became more and more familiar leading up to her apartment.
She didn't talk to the kind man driving her and he could tell she was a bit preoccupied with her thoughts. Milia flung her head around the windows counting the streets to figure out how close they were. When the car pulled up to the curb Milia thanked the man repetitively and quickly rushed out of the vehicle. The man smiled at the sight of a very frantic Milia and went on his way. Milia sunk her key into the apartment block door and turned quickly letting the noise of the unlocking key somehow motivate her more.
Being completely preoccupied by her new found realisation of the love she had held for timothée the whole trip over she had forgotten one crucial thing. The one thing she probably should've remembered. That she still technically lived with her lying cheating ex boyfriend. The realisation hit Milia hard as she got up to her floor and saw the door. Milia wasn't going to let that stop her though and she swallowed hard and powered through.
