author's note: mention of assault later in the chapter (i promise it's handled carefully and not insensitively)
EVE WAS BACK IN NEW YORK CITY WHEN Beautiful Boy wrapped up filming, Mr. Bailey had been quite lenient on when she could come back, but after about a month or more he asked for her to be back for a few small art shows. She was disappointed to leave Timothée, but also excited to sleep in her own bed and her own cozy apartment. California was amazing and gorgeous, but nothing could beat New York City in Eve's opinion.
She tried to blend into the crowd as she left LaGuardia, trying to find Vanessa's iconic Chevy Spark hidden away in the parking lot, while also trying to not be seen by potential paparazzi. Timmy's management was extremely successful with their bribe, ending up with Timmy and Eve trending on twitter, numerous articles highlighting their trip with Saoirse Ronan, as well as good marketing for all his upcoming movies. But now walking through the parking lot she felt like she was being watched, hurrying to get to Vanessa as soon as she could slip into the small car. "HEY! EVE!" Vanessa's familiar voice boomed across the parking lot. She was only two aisles away. Eve turned and saw the girl waving at her with a wide smile plastered on her face. "COME ON BITCH!"
The redhead ran, her suitcases rolling behind her and too close to her ankles for comfort, but thankfully she made it to the car without being hounded by paparazzi. Seeing Vanessa again was wonderful, the girl yanking Eve into a hug the moment she had gotten into her car seat. "God, I've missed you." Vanessa groaned, hugging Eve tighter. "It's been so boring at home."
"I've missed you so much, I wish you could've come with." Eve sighed into Vanessa's shoulder.
"Me too, but you got by without me! And you looked damn good doing it!"
She grinned at her best friend, "I did, didn't I?" She replied smugly, knowing Vanessa would get the twinge of sarcasm.
"Absolutely," They headed out of the parking lot, Eve's leg bouncing at the thought of her home again. She would be able to sleep in her own bed, wake up to her gorgeous view and the beautiful east coast sunrise, and soon Timmy would be back with her. For about a week until he had to go off to England which she would only be able to see him once that entire trip. At first the thought saddened her- how could she not be with Timmy all that time?- and then she reminded herself that she hadn't even seen Timmy from senior year graduation up until december, Eve should be able to handle two months of not seeing him continuously. "How are you and Tim-bo? You guys are slowly becoming the internet's new favorite celebrity couple now that people have finally gotten it's official."
"It's still amazing. I love him so much, Nes." Eve bit the inside of her cheek to bite back her wide grin. "He's just so perfect."
"I'm so happy for you," Vanessa sighed happily. She put her sunglasses on and smirked over at Eve. "Those photos of you guys at Coachella are all adorable, literally like all good pics. There's one of you two at Tyler's concert, and you're really into the set and Timmy's just watching you with the cutest look on his face."
Eve awed out loud, "Really?"
"Oh yeah, and the few of you guys kissing or interacting with friends everyone can tell even from photos you are head over heels for one another." Vanessa took a sip of her iced coffee and gesticulated with the cup in Eve's direction. "Do you think there was ever a Honeymoon phase with you two? Or do you think it will always just be a smooth sailing relationship?"
"I'd like to think it'll always be smooth sailing, but we're human." Eve grinned out the window so her best friend couldn't make fun of the creeping blush on her face and neck. "I could see a future with him... easily."
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precious- timothée chalamet
Fanfiction"you're so precious to me, do you know that?" a love story where one up and coming actor reignites his friendship with an old high school classmate who introduces him to her world full of beautiful art and the art of being ordinary note: dates (lik...
