Tainted. Timothée Chalamet

020

irresistible

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Arlo

Me and Troye were stood in front of his door. His door.

I Knew giving him my number was possibly the worst idea i've ever had but I couldn't resist. I couldn't resist the smile he always seemed to put on my face.

Part of me thinks that I missed out on a normal childhood and that I never got to continue that pure innocence that i have craved for years. I was forced to quickly become a mature, responsible adult when I was only fifteen. Timmy reminded me of that pure innocence from when I was really little. When I was untainted by the criticism of this world.

I had spent the moments before this ignoring Troye's relentless questioning over Timothee and I. I resulted in just completely ignoring him and hoping the question would simply fade away.

When Troye reached for the door I felt an odd sense of happiness that morphed into pure excitement. I knew this wasn't good but it was hard to hide it. He pushed open the door and I was faced with an apartment filled wall to wall with dancing celebrities. It was a funny sight to take in but I powered through and gripped Troye's hand for support. I had already drunk a fair bit back at home just so I would have a little buzz, but yet, I found myself moving to the drink table and quickly grabbing a cidar.

I found myself sweeping the room with my eyes for him. The music filled the air without any effort. It reminded me of waves, as it rushed in and around everyone dancing in the wide room. They all reacted to the beat, while still continuing their chatter begging to be heard over the vibrations. The lyrics swam through me like a dream guiding me to some hidden meaning. It pushed me towards the dancing crowd and I found myself effortlessly blending into the group.

My eyes closed as my head jerked to the beat. The build up in the music caused a smile to spread on my face as my body swayed along with everyone else. The drink from earlier started to make its way into my blood stream and I felt myself getting lighter and lighter as the music lifted me back to that stress-free innocence.

My eyes fluttered open as the lights flashed and danced over my face. I let my eyes focus and thats when I saw his.

Those green emerald eyes burnt holes into my own. My eyes rest on his unblinking. I flicked down to his lips that seemed to reveal his true intentions. He was not quite smiling but the corners of his lips titled up in a smirk.

I didn't look away. I couldn't. Staring had become our form of communication and it morphed into a bitter competition of thoughts, but either of us knew the prize.

Timothée's eyes seemed to flicker in fascination. nothing about his eyes seemed to represent anything soft yet they addictively drew me in. I watched as he titled his head back a little so that he was literally looking down on me. Even though he was on the other side of the room he had me wrapped under his fingers.

I blame the alcohol for breaking my facade I had so easily put up in front of him. Just from that contact he knew I wanted him and I wasn't going to hide that.

After a few seconds He brought his drink up to his face and let the liquid run down his throat still staring into my eyes. He smirked one last time before pushing himself off the wall and disappearing into the crowd. My eyes frantically spun in every direction to try and spot his brown curls. A sense of defeat washed over me. I couldn't find him.

My mood dropped and my smile levelled into a straight line. My movements became sloppy and I considered just walking back over to my friends. I let my eyes close again as I let the music run through me again to try and erase the new disappointment.

Suddenly a familiar hand wrapped itself around my front and rested on my stomach. Just by looking down I instantly knew exactly who it was and a sense of relief flowed through me. Timothée matched my heated movements and our bodies were adopted by the beat. I moved in my dress like my body was made to sway with him.

His warm touch makes me feel safe and his breathe on my neck causes my closed eyes to launch a vision of flashing lights in my own darkness.

Our intoxicating primal need for each other was fulfilled as we moved in sync, grinding up against each other. I got what I craved and his moving body against me gave me total permission to feel a sense of elation, to feel the bond that I rudely tried to suppress.

All bitterness I had for this world seemed to fade away as I pushed myself deeper into his touch. I needed more.

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