I love you, Ma bijou. (Timothèe Chalamet)

III

(A/n: IM BACK!! sorry I haven't updated in forever but I'll be finishing the fic as quickly as possible, hopefully u guys will enjoy the updates and the newer fics coming. :])

When my eyes flickered open, I turned toward the huge clock sat on my dresser. '6:32', I slumped back into the covers and layed staring at the ceiling. Seeing as no one was awake yet- or so I thought.. after about five minutes of staring aimlessly, I noticed a noise coming from my window. Curious, I cautiously stepped out of bed onto the creaky floorboards and peered over the windows latch, it was laurie, I lifted the window up far enough so I could lean out, "Laurie?" I called out to the boy staring at the roses growing near the wall below my bedroom, "Tis i" He replied with a cocky grin and a soft chuckle. "What are you doing here? It's still dark" I Remark lighting a candle "Ah well, I just couldn't wait to see you again" I look down at him, placing the the lamp down "theodore laurence. quite the flirt, I see." I say bearly a whisper, careful not to wake the rest of the house. Laurie looked at me again with that grin still plastered on his lips "only for you, my lady, only you." He whispered back, my cheeks tinned red ever so slightly. "Oh I beg to differ Mr. Laurence. There's many fine young women, you must be rather cozy with at least one" He Almost said something but refrained. "Would you like to come walk with me?" He asks brushing off my statement "I would love to, but I'm in my night gown, I look warn". He looked at me with a quiet laugh "you could never look warn miss march, now come join me" He answered with a warming smile, I returned the smile "Okay, I'll be at the door. Hold on" I shut the window, walking toward the dresser placing the now burnt out candle down on top.

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