my boy - timothee chalamet

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Tuesday, January 30,2018

"cmon, lia! i shouldn't have more energy than you!" timothee groaned as he shook amelia's half-sleeping body. they sat on the bed, timothee's eyes constantly checking the time. it was 11:48 p.m. 12 more minutes until amelia's eighteenth birthday.

although the occasion was obviously exciting in so many ways, amelia was laying face down on her bed as timothee's hands traced shapes on her lower back. a lamp next to her bed slightly lit the room up, allowing them to look around at all the pictures she has.

she never stayed up this late so it was difficult for her to have the same amount of excitement as timothee did.

"amelia! wake up cmon! in 10 minutes you'll be 18! you won't have to depend on me to get into R-rated movies anymore!"

amelia snorted in response, finally turning over to look at him. they both wore sleepy smiles. "and i'll get to buy cigarettes! and porn!"

"neither of which you will do, amelia!" timothee chastised.

for a while, they sat in silence, clearly thinking about how fast time is passing and how they're grown.

it was 11:54 now.

"remember when you used to eat purple markers because you thought they were grape flavored!" timothee chuckled.

"oh god! i was so stupid! but you used to eat dirt!" she teased.

their eyes went to the picture frame next to her bed that held a picture of timothee and her in 3rd grade. they stood in front of their schools doors, hand in hand and dressed in their cutest clothes for the first day in school. they had the biggest smiles on their faces it was as if nothing changed.

"i've known you my whole life and now you're turning 18 that's insane!" timothee whispered in awe, looking over at amelia.

"i know. i've seen you grow up right before my eyes." she sighed, thinking about how much timothee's face has matured over the years.

11:56.

"i just- i- i want you t- amelia you're gonna be 18! that's insane. you'll be an adult. my little,lia! a fucking adult! you have your whole life ahead of you and you deserve only the best. i really hope you'll always be happy. i pray for you sometimes." he confessed. he wasn't the most religious but it felt right in his heart to think of her in such ways.

she blushed. "why are you being so sentimental, timmy? it feels like just any other day,you're gonna make me cry!"

11:58.

"i dunno, it's just weird! we're growing up! i thought i'd be in high school forever honestly."

"yeah, me too. i still feel like i'm 12 sometimes." she chuckled, but the environment was somewhat gloomy.

11:59.

"alright, alright. enough of that! in less than a minute my girl will be 18!" timothee said as he stood up and pulled amelia, embracing her in a hug.

their eyes focused on the clock as they stood close. this was always a tradition for them to be with each other on their birthday.

timothee's hands (with chipped nail polish) squeezed hers tightly as he stole glances at her every few seconds.

at 12:00, the pair cheered and smiled widely at each other, laughing at how nothing feels different. "happy birthday, amelia." he said, kissing her forehead before hugging her again but much tighter this time. seconds later, a knock was heard and amelia's parents walked in and cheered too, embracing their daughter tightly. timothee watched and smiled from a distance, not wanting to interrupt the intimate moment of their only daughter officially becoming an adult.