Bubblegum, Cigarettes, and a Leather Jacket~Timothée Chalamet x Reader

part 5~my sunshine

(your room)

your pov
*time skip: 2 days*
setting: your room

'beep...beep...beep' my alarm rings for school. i wake up and i can't stop thinking about Timothée. his words, the way he looked at me when we were star gazing, his adorable reaction when i held his hand and kissed him, his smile, the way his hand felt when it held mine. everything about him i love. i want him to know how i feel. maybe he already does but i want to tell him. b/f/n was right. it was a good idea to get with him. he changed my life for sure. he even makes school bearable. i get up and go to my closet. after picking out my outfit, i apply some makeup and go down to breakfast.
(your outfit)

*time skip: 4 hours*
setting: school cafeteria

my eyes scan the school cafeteria for Timothée. my sunshine. just looking at him makes my eyes light up. i then spot his dark curly hair and smile to myself. i walk up to his table and then see the devil herself, Becca. she's in my way. i try to get around her but she pushes me back. i nearly drop my lunch. i give her a death stare.
"woah woah woah, ugly duckling, i'm not going to hurt you.. i just want to talk" she says softly. i sit down at an empty table. Timothée looks at me confused. i roll my eyes and he smiles.
"stop calling me ugly duckling. i have a name, you know" i say, picking at my fingernails.
"okay, y/n, sorry. i'm sorry about lunch a few days ago. it's just i haven't had a boyfriend in a while and my last one cheated on me, so i thought getting with a transfer would help but he clearly likes you. so i'll just leave you guys alone. i'm sorry again. i'll try not to be such a bitch" she says and gets up from her seat. the whole conversation made me a little shocked but it made a lot of sense.
"it's okay. i understand. have a good day, Becca" i say and walk away. i sit next to Timothée and he asks me what happened. I explain the situation and he seems as shocked and understanding as i am. he takes a bite of his sandwich and stares into space.
"what are you thinking about?" i ask as i look at him, admiring his hair and outfit. the same leather jacket we wore when we first met. he takes out a piece of gum and starts chewing. he stares at me with a piercing glare that makes my heart jump.
"you" he says calmly. it makes my heart flutter and my stomach churn with butterflies just like the first night i saw him. i want to just grab his face and kiss him but we're in public. maybe another time. suddenly, i have an idea. the bridge.
"hey, Timothée, i have an idea. how about we go to the bridge? it doesn't have to be tonight but i suggest we go on a weekday/school night because most kids' parents won't let them go on a school night, or they just sneak out.." i suggest. he smiles.
"yeah that sounds awesome! just the two of us right?" he asks and i nod. he smiles and we carry on with our lunch. "when are you thinking?"
i think for a moment. the best is either tonight or tomorrow night. Friday evening always gets crowded. he nods.
"is tonight okay?"
"yes"
"awesome. see you then. want me to pick you up?" he asks. i nod.
"6 pm?" i ask. he nods.
god, i can't wait.