I go through his bookshelf in his room, taking one to read right now. at first, I thought to go home but it's his birthday and he messaged me anyway. I'll stay.
I grab my phone and message Saoirse notifying her that I'm at Timothée's place, she instantly replies saying she's on her way anyway. Okay then. I guess. Just then the door opens, and Nicole enters with a handful of bags. I run over and help her by grabbing some of the bags despite her declining jt. she sighs and asks me if Timothée has gone, I tell her, and she smiles. then she explains to me the plan.
whilst Timothée is recording his interview, we all have to get his party ready for when he comes back. she tells me how Saoirse is on her way over, Pauline too- his sister who I haven't met yet. He'll finish late anyway, seeing as this interview is live with his co-star. So, we'll watch it on tv then wait to surprise him with his party.
Eventually, Saoirse arrives, Pauline messages saying she may be slightly late, but we've set up everything so that when Timmy arrives, we can surprise him. We move towards the living room to sit on the sofa as Pauline turns on the tv and turns to the channel with Timothée's live interview.
he walks onto the stage and takes a seat, followed by his co-star - Armie Hammer. he looks at the camera and waves smiling, I hear Saoirse laugh and mutter under her breath, but my cheeks feel so hot. I'm blushing. I pat my face to calm it down, hoping nobody realises it. that's the last thing I need right now.
They ask him questions about his upcoming film with Armie and topics relating to the film. Just then, Pauline enters smiling and greets us all. She gives me a kiss on the cheek and tells me how gorgeous I am in person but how different I am from what she pictured. Of course. I look nothing like the sister of Saoirse Ronan, I feel like stuffing the entire bowl of snacks on the table and going to the bathroom but then I hear Timothée's voice as the interview asks questions on relationship advice. he pauses, smiling and then looks at the camera for a few seconds; and in those few seconds, everything feels normal. I forget about how I felt about Pauline and what she said. how I felt being who I am. Just from Timothée's voice on tv. I guess he's right.
oh my god.
he's right.
I do.
I do.
I have feelings for him. he's right.
I return back to the tv and see Timothée looking at the interviewee. "Communication. that biggest thing in a relationship. it can't happen or progress in any sort of way if everything is withheld from each other. that's just going to break everything apart."
he looks at the camera for a few seconds and it's like he's staring into the depths of my souls. it seems as if he knows I'm behind the screen, the camera listening and watching him. I excuse myself and go to his room to look in his mirror to calm myself down. my face is blushed red, so I fan myself to calm it down.
his interview continues for another hour and it's night-time by then. almost 9pm. we're sitting still watching his interview, when it finishes Saoirse and Nicole get up leaving Pauline and I. I sit there anxiously chewing on my bottom lip, just hoping that Timothée comes home quickly.
truth is, he's right. communication is fundamental in a relationship. if that's what we're even in. I hope-
I like it. I like what he makes me feel. I like how he talks, mostly stutters but I like it. honestly, I love it. I haven't felt this way about someone in a long time and I'm nervous, dreadfully terrified but he helps me. he calms my terror and negative thoughts. I guess he's right. I do like him; and I need to tell him properly.-
an hour later, he arrives and is shocked by the sudden surprise. the decorations, Pauline being here and Saoirse too. he looks at me and smiles and it feels like it's just the both of us in this room, in this world, in this moment for ever until Nicole comes and engulfs in a hug breaking out eye contact. she grabs his arm and guides him towards the dining room which has a big cake in the middle and a lot of food which I find out are all his favourite dishes. it's his birthday after all.
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My Sister's Best Friend [T.Chalamet]
FanfictionTimothée Chalamet Fanfic- real life, no social media (it's a story lol), slow burn, friends to lovers I kind of of think that I might be his type 'Cause when you're not around, he's not acting too shy Sometimes I feel like he might make a move Is th...