my boy - timothee chalamet

5

"ahhh, so it was you guys!" amelia smiled as she washed her cereal bowl. she just found out that it was the parents who woke her last night. they were quite drunk and stumbled into the house, slamming the door on the way in.

"hey! don't judge us! we deserve to let loose!" timothee's mom chastised with a smile on her face.

"oh i wouldn't dare! i actually think i need to let loose too! remind me again what you guys were drinking?" she smirked before getting lightly hit on the head by her own mom, Mrs.Auburn.

they all quieted down whenever they heard rap music faintly playing from timothee and amelia's shared room.

"ahh, the curly boy has awoken!" his dad joked.

seconds later, the lanky boy walked bare footed into the kitchen, hair a mess, eyes tired but nevertheless with a smile on his face.

"g'morning kanye." Mr.Auburn joked, referring to the rap music that was still playing from the room.

"dad? how the hell do you know that?" amelia was quite amused.

"lia, young lia. your dad is cooler that you think." timothee put his arm around her dads shoulder before winking at her.

" yeah, lia! i'm hip and lit!" Mr.Auburn whipped and in response, amelia gagged loudly before hiding behind her mother.

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soon, everyone gathered in the two cars and headed their way to the local tourist areas. both amelia and timothee were sporting oversized sweaters as it was 50 degrees outside. amelia paired her brown sweater with dark blue jeans and black boots. also, she wore her glasses which she looked for for about an hour the day before until realizing they were on the floor of timothee's car. timothee was wearing a sweater that read "The Last Poets" with black jeans and boots too (they were unintentionally matching but both didn't feel like changing and kind of liked it).

"you look nice... getting extreme sexy librarian vibes right now lia." timothee smirked, looking over at the red faced girl.

"it's like you want me to pinch you timothee." she said before humming along to 'Addiction' by Kanye West. Timothee had the aux cord today but she wasn't complaining. Their music tastes were different but they liked that they both constantly got to hear new music from the other.

"but really though. you look pretty, amelia." she loved it when he said her name for some reason. her stomach flipped.

"thanks, timmy. you look great today." it was his turn to blush. his shyness made an appearance with the girl he could never be shy around.

"thanks,lia."

"becky, lemme smash."

"bitches love grass."

they giggled quietly as he pulled into a parking lot behind the parents.

soon, everyone agreed to part ways but meet up for dinner at the diner at the end of the block. timothee didn't care much to walk into the little gift shops as they didn't excite him so he followed amelia around like a puppy. after walking for a few minutes, amelia entered a thrift shop. amelia gasped as she picked up a purple wig and red heart sunglasses, turning around to amuse timmy while making a strange face.

he laughed before taking his phone out to record her. she danced wildly as he sang in the background,"your bitch wanna party with Cardi."

they were both giggling messes as they continued to walk around the store. amelia constantly put clothes up to her body, some nice and some for jokes, to get timothee's opinion.

she brought 8 items into the dressing room as timothee sat outside of the curtain, waiting to give his opinion. he caught himself smiling as he watched her feet jump or sometimes dance from under the curtain.

7 of the items were just t-shirt's that he mindlessly nodded his head to but the last item left him speechless. she wore a straight-neck black dress that hugged her body perfectly (she would normally be self-conscious but this dress and timmy's reaction made her feel like a model) and a sheer white button down shirt that hung off her shoulders.she looked incredible. very Risky Business.

"is that a 'wow amelia you look like the beautiful goddess you are' or a 'jesus christ please burn it' look?" she questioned, but they both knew the answer to that question.

"uhh.. you-I... y-you look hot,lia." timothee stumbled over his words as he stood up and walked closer to her, urging to touch her.

she smiled as she put her arms around his neck, knowing what she was doing to him.

he pushed a piece of her dark brown behind her ear. he felt his breathing slow as he stared at her. he wanted so badly to kiss her like he did last night. but she just kissed the side of his mouth and pushed his chest away, sighing before going back into the dressing room.

he pouted in his seat as he watched her feet again. soon, she walked outside of the room and frowned at his frowning face.

"cmon t, lets go get a snack." she kissed the tip of his nose and grabbed his hand.

she left the shop with 3 items: the dress, the shirt, and a cherry sweater for timmy that she grabbed when he wasn't looking.

walking hand in hand, they travelled a few blocks before settling on a coffee shop.

amelia stubbornly insisted on paying, so timothee went to save her a spot in the busy cafe.

lia smiled excitedly as she held two coffees and two chocolate croissants, looking for timothee somewhere in the crowd.

she spotted the curly head, but it was accompanied by a blonde head of hair that she'd never seen before. she walked up to the table and waited impatiently behind the girl who was shamelessly flirting with him. lia put the food down before deviously saying," oh! i didn't realize there were waitresses! do you mind getting me a pack of sugar and some napkins?"

both timothee's and the girl's jaws dropped. she huffed before walking away.

"i would normally be mad but she had food stuck in her teeth!" timothee laughed.

"yikes!" amelia laughed too, feeling slightly bad for her actions and the poor, clueless girl.

they sipped their coffees in comfortable silence for a while, sneaking glances at each other as they looked around the cafe.

"timothee, tell me something in french." amelia said randomly. she always loved hearing him speak french. the language was always a smooth and sexy one in her mind, but when timothee spoke it? holy shit.

"uhh... tu mérites le monde." he murmured, smiling admiringly at amelia.

"hot. what does it mean?"

"it means you smell like a rat's ass!"

"what?! you're ugly for that!" she giggled.

soon, they were done with their snack and they headed towards the cafe's exit.

"it's raining." lia frowned, she wanted to continue walking with timothee.

he slid his arm around her waist as they stood by the doors with all of the other people who were waiting for the rain to pass.

however, they both grew impatient after only a few minutes.

"let's leave, lia."

"i don't wanna get wet." she frowned. timothee turned down the perfect opportunity for a dirty joke.

"cmon! we can just run! do you trust me?"
he gripped her hand tightly, his heart was beating rapidly for some reason. their faces broke out into wide, toothy smiles.

"i trust you."

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a/n
iM SORRY FOR THE WEIRD HUMOR gO WATCH THE LEMME SMASH VIDEOS TO UNDERSFAND PLS
also i watched Miss Stevens twice this weekend i'm pathetic,,, but really timothee is so talented in it holy shit

also i'm curious how old are y'all lol

also sorry this one day is taking like 3 chapters i wrote a lot lol

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