Love of Tomorrow

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Y/N POV

„Please don't go... shhhh stay with me please." Timotheé says while a tear rolls down his cheek.

"I love you. I've been in love with you since the day that we met. Don't leave me" he said in tears.

I look at him and grab his hand. "I love you too. But it's too late. I am dying..." I whispered weakly. He placed a soft kiss on my lips. I smiled one last time while looking at him.

I closed my eyes and let myself go.

I hear him cry over my and begging to whatever is out there to save me.

"Cut" the director demands.

"It was amazing guys. The last scene of the movie. Thank you so much."

I opened my eyes and timotheé helped me to stand up. 

He opened his arms and I gave in the hug. He placed a soft kiss on my cheek and let me go. We thanked everyone and went to our trailers to gather our stuff.

 "Hey Y/N do you want me to drive you home? I noticed you didn't bring your car today..." he asked politely. 

"Yes please, my boyfriend has his car in service and I let him take mine." He took my stuff and his and opened my door like a gentleman.

 I gave him a smile and waited. He sat on the driver's seat and started driving. He started blasting our playlist that we made during our breaks while filming.

 "Hey do you want to go and grab some coffee?" He asked out of the blue. 

I kindly accepted his offer and we went to his favorite coffee shop. He held the door open for me. I went in and we sat on the coziest table. 

The waiter came and took our orders. I noticed a few paparazzi is in the outside of the café and told Timothy but he didn't seem to bother. 

Eventually they left and we had a lovely conversation. We talked about our upcoming movies and the fact that we should film one together again one time. "Are you going to lily's party tonight?" He asked me. 

"Of course, I will and you will come with me ...along with James. „I replied and smiled. 

He answered yes and took a sip of his coffee not meeting my gaze. When my boyfriend's name was brought up, he always looked away in discomfort. I took a look at the time and gasped.

 "Shit I need to go home and get dressed will you drive me there?" He nodded and we left the shop together. He left me at my home and drove away. 

I entered the apartment and saw my boyfriend sitting on the couch. I placed my keys on the big table. He closed his phone and came close to me. 

"So toda-"I managed to say before he pressed his lips on mine. He entered his tongue in my mouth and started pushing me towards the couch.

 I wasn't really feeling like having sex right now, but I knew it was going to last less than 2 minutes, without any foreplay so I didn't really care. 

He took mine and his clothes off. I sat on top of him and rode him. He never made any sounds and he thought, because he was a man, he should be the dominant one.

 One time I tried telling him that I wanted to be in control and other stuff I was into but he said it didn't make sense and that it was disgusting. I never brought up this topic again. 

After he finished, I stood up and told him about the party. I went to the shower and started doing my normal routine.

 Suddenly the image of timotheé being tied up on my bed and begging me to fuck him crossed my mind.