timothee chalamet imagines

wish u the best (1)

this is inspired by "wish u the best" by blackbear
it's kinda based off of it in a way
Go listen I love it so much
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         I took a look in the mirror fixing my makeup and hair.
"Tonight is your night" I whispered to myself and walked out the door of the club bathroom.
           After me and Timothée's breakup, I was a mess. He was never around and I felt like all the effort I put into the relationship was wasted. It has been about a month since we called it quits and my friends and I decided to have a girls night. I put on my tight black dress and got all dolled up. This was my chance to feel great after all this shit I went through.
             Now after an hour of being here and dancing I felt more empowered and happy then I have in such a long time. As I walked out of the bathroom I ran into my friend Monica
"Um Y/N, there's a slight problem" she gritted through her teeth.
"What's up" I said my heartbeat speeding up
"Well Timothée might of walked in a couple minutes ago" she said under her breath.
"WHAT" I raised my voice and she shushed me
"We can leave if you want" She said with pity in her eyes.
"No, I'm fine. He should see how good I look." I say regaining my confidence and she smiles.
"There you go girl" I take her hand and drag her out to the dance floor as Pills and Automobiles by Chris Brown plays.
            Sweaty bodies and alcohol surround me and I'm feeling the music. There's some random guy holding my waist and I feel free. That may or may not be caused by the immense amount of vodka running through my veins. I bring my cup up to my mouth to realize that it's empty. I pull away from the guy who is holding me and I walk up to the bar.
"What would you like miss?" The bartender says.
"How about a shot of vodka." I say and he nods and goes to grab it.
               When he comes back I hand him my money and take the shot straight and he looks shocked. I smirk and walk back to the dance floor to find Monica. All of a sudden my arm is grabbed. I turn and make eye contact with who I was trying to avoid.
"What do you want Timothée?" I scoff at him and he laughs at my attitude.
"You look hot, saw you take that shot. Didn't know you could do that." He smirks
"There's a lot of things I can do that you don't know." I yank my arm out of his grip and walk away.
I find Monica and she is wide eyed.
"What did Timothée say?" She questions and I shake my head.
"Not important, let's dance" she nods and we started dancing.
Thats when Wish You The Best came on.
I cheered and so did Monica knowing that we both love this song. I looked to my left and I saw him. He wasn't dancing but just seemingly watching me. My heart dropped but I knew what I had to do. Looking him dead in the eye, I mouthed the lyrics.

I would wish you the best but you've already had it
You've already had it, baby
I wish you the best but you've already
Uh, you already had it, babe
Uh, you already had it, babe
Uh, you already had it, babe
Just used my last one percent to text you, that shit wasn't worth it
LAX to JFK I probably miss on purpose
Funny how when I don't care, these feelings all resurface
2016 was catastrophic, I deserved it
Just thankful that it's over

When the lyrics were over I simply scoffed and turned back to Monica wanting to enjoy my night.
"Y/N" she says to me her eyes looking like she saw a ghost
"Monica, seriously if it's about Timothée I don't care. I'm done with him." I say seriously and she points behind me.
"Hey Y/N, quite a statement you just made" I hear him from behind me and I turn around already annoyed.
"Yeah well if you heard it then why are you talking to me" I ask and he laughs
"The funny thing is I don't think you mean that" he said and he puts his hand on my hip. My breath hitches and I step back.
"But I do and I'd appreciate if you would leave me alone." I tell him harshly and he just stares at me.
"What happened to us Y/N? We were great and then you had to go and dump me." He asks his tone softening and I look back to see Monica had left.
What a great friend
I walk away and he follows quickly behind me. Once I'm outside the club I turn to see him close to me.
"Why can't you just let me in" he whispers and I feel a shiver go down my back.
"Because you were never there. I gave everything to fight for our relationship and you always were so distant." I say looking up at him and looks down at the concrete.
"I wanted you more than anything." He coos and I look up at him harshly.
"Well you had a crappy way of showing it" I blatantly say and he looks hurt.
"I'm sorry Y/N, can't we just try again" he pleads and I shake my head.
"No we can't, I can't put myself through that again." I tell him and he runs his hand through his hair. I could tell he was upset, his eyes were glossy seeming as if he would cry.
"Can I just kiss you one more time" He asks pleading and I just stare back. Everything in me is telling me to take him back and to give in, but I know that I will just get hurt. I nod and he takes my face in his hands and stares into my eyes. I close my eyes and press my lips on his. Everything about it seems so desperate, as if we both needed this. I pull away and rest my forehead on his. A tear falls down his cheek and I wipe it away as we just look at each other.
"Goodbye Timothée" I say as I pull back and turn around walking away. Tears fall down my face and I cover my mouth to block a sob from coming out . I don't dare turn around and I just keep going down the street. Leaving Timothée and everything we had.

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I kinda wanna make a part 2 for this.
Comment or something if that's something you guys would read. Blackbear is super good I highly recommend you guys check out his stuff!
-Bay