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timothée's pov
"are you ready y/n?" I asked waiting outside the bathroom. tonight i was taking my girlfriend y/n to meet my best friend zendaya and tom holland. she had been preparing for more than two hours, she was afraid of making a bad impression.
"argh timmy... - she opened the door and showed herself to me - how do I look? elegant enough? or too casual?" she was making unnecessary paranoia. in my eyes she is always perfect.
I went up to her and kissed her forehead. "you are beautiful y/n. I am so proud to say that you are my girlfriend." she giggled softly and hugged me. "let's go" I said.
we arrived at the event and zendaya and tom were waiting outside the entrance. "z!" I yelled. she turned and patted tom, who raised his hand to greet us. we joined them and entered.
dinner was going really well. y/n, tom and zendaya were talking more and more. "let's have a toast to mr chalamet and miss zendaya for their new movie dune coming out! raise your glasses!" tom yelled. "yes! long live to timothee and zendaya !!" added y/n.
zendaya and i looked at each other and laughed. they all took the glass and filled it with champagne and then drank it. I approached y/n. she was drunk, you could tell from the way she danced. she's too shy to dance like that. tom was quite drunk too, certainly more than her. they were dancing together and we were having fun.
I kept talking to some rich gentleman who was trying to sell me some very expensive house that I kept denying, never taking my eyes off y/n. to be honest I was getting nervous.
tom kept taking y/n by the side and stroking her face. I thought zendaya and tom were engaged, but she denied each time when I asked her the question, even though she seemed bothered by the boy's behavior.
they whispered things in their ears and laughed, she danced on him. I didn't want to be the jealous guy they show in every movie, who keeps his girlfriend as if she were an object, away from everything and everyone.
"hey! do you want to come and meet a new director? he would be very interested in showing you one of his projects." zendaya asked me, making me look up from y/n. I nodded and followed her to a group of people.
I was talking to that new director for a very long time. his project? I don't know what it is. I wasn't listening. my only thought was y/n attached to tom.
"I'm going home." zendaya said yawning. I greeted her hugging her.
there were few of us left inside the club. y/n and tom weren't dancing anymore. they were gone. I walked into the dance floor and asked some people if they had seen them. "sorry, have you seen a tall girl with y/h/c and a not very tall curly guy?" I asked a boy. "yes, they're in that room." he answered pointing to a closed door.
the two of them in a room with the door closed. drunk. I took off my jacket and went quickly to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. "y/n. I know you're in there with tom. open the door." no reply. "I swear I'll break the door down. open door y/n. open this god damn door y/n!" my voice rose with each word more. I looked like a madman screaming at a door.
"here bud, this is the key to the door." the bartender said. he was probably afraid I would break the door. I put the key in the lock and opened the door. I saw them something I never wanted to see.
y/n with her black lace bra straddling him bare chested. they were kissing.
I took y/n and put her over my shoulder. "we're going." "but the party isn't over." she whimpered. "it's over." "no." "yes. I decide. it's over and we're going home."
with y/n still on my shoulders, I walked over to the car and placed her in the back seat, fastening the seat belt.
we got home and she fell asleep on the way. I laid her on our bed, but I left the room and lay down on the sofa.
I was mentally destroyed. tears flowed from my eyes continuously. to think that the woman I loved most in the world had kissed another made me so weak.
it was now 3 in the morning and I couldn't sleep. I heard footsteps approaching me. and I saw her. she was standing in front of me, tears running down her cheeks. I would have kissed her without stopping, because I couldn't bear to see her suffer, but her lips tasted like those of another man, and this made me aggressive.
"timmy, please." she whimpered. "go to sleep y/n." I said getting up from the sofa and going to the kitchen. she followed me. "timothée I was drunk. we just kissed. believe me please. I love you." "why was the door closed huh? why were you wearing practically nothing on?" I asked raising my voice.
she took a few steps back and gasped. "believe me. it was not my intention to cheat on you." "why did you do it y/n? I love you, and I hate myself for loving you even after all this." I began to cry too. "don't say that." she said coming closer. I didn't flinch because the only thing I needed was her. she was the only thing that made me feel good.
she stroked my face cupping it with her hands. "why did you kiss tom? I know he's much more attractive than me. I know he's more muscular than me. I know he has a better life than mine. I know he's not like me, but I try to do the possible to make you happy. tell me where am I wrong. tell me how to improve. tell me how to love you better. " my anger turned to utter weakness under her touch.
"what are you saying timmy? I love you, I don't love him. I love timothée chalamet. I was drunk and I couldn't understand who I was with and what I was doing. It's my fault. don't ever let yourself say you're wrong again, because you made my life better and I couldn't be more grateful. please forgive me. " "I love you too much not to forgive you." I told her a few inches from her mouth.
"don't cry." I told her, wiping away some tears that ran down her cheeks. "It was just a stupid party. It's nothing compared to what the two of us have." I added. "I love you timmy." "I love you more y/n." I replied. we kissed and our tears joined, and her lips always tasted the same. hers.
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