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

part 16~lemonade stand

Timothée's pov
*time skip: one month/March*
setting: her home

it's the hottest day in March and y/n and i decide to run a lemonade stand to earn some extra cash. she brought out a small table on the sidewalk and writes down on a large piece of paper: "Lemonade! $1 per cup" y/n places the sign in front of a table where we have an array of cups filled with lemonade. we sit on chairs waiting for someone to pull up. the sun beats down on us and after a while the sweat on our faces starts to drop onto the table. feeling thirsty, y/n takes a sip from one of the lemonade cups.
"so.. Columbia" i say, trying to start a conversation. she takes another sip.
"what about it?" she asks. i shrug my shoulders.
"are you happy that you're going?"
"i'll be happy or not whether you get accepted too" she says. i look at her but she doesn't look at me. i take her hand.
"hey, no matter what i'll still love you" i say. she smiles and looks at me.
"me too" she replies. a small child with her mother walk up to the stand.
"mommy! can i have lemonade?" the little girl asks, her golden blonde pigtails shine brightly in the sun. her mother smiles.
"of course you can" she gives y/n $2 and gets her and the girl a cup.
"thank you" she says and walks away with the child who is merrily drinking the lemonade. i smile. it feels good to make people happy. we wait for another hour and then it starts to rain. y/n suggests that we go back inside and i agree. her parents aren't home. i sit on her bed and wait for her to do or say something.
"what do you want to do?" she asks, facing me.
"watch tv?" i suggest. she seems to agree and sits down next to me, turning the tv on. we scan through some channels and find nothing appealing. she sighs and lies down next to me. i join her. she places a hand on my chest and stares at the ceiling. the low hum of the AC and the slight patter of rain on her window, slowly starts to calm me down. i close my eyes and take in the sounds. she moves her arm around my torso and squeezes me. i then realize that she's hugging me. i open my eyes to see tears dripping down her face.
"y/n... what's wrong??" i ask, feeling worried. i need to make her smile. she wipes the tears falling down her cheeks in an attempt to cover it up.
"i-it's nothing i swear.. i'm just a little worried" she says. i'm confused. i sit up to look at her better. i get worried too but i don't cry. i've never even seen her cry before. i put a hand on her cheek and wipe a tear away with my thumb.
"tell me what's wrong. i'm here" i say calmly. she wraps her arms around me and hugs me. it's the saddest thing to hear her cry. she should never feel sad.
"i don't want.. this to end" she says. i pull her closer. her voice cracks and she sniffles a little.
"what do you mean?" i ask.
"what if you don't get accepted to Columbia?? what if you find someone else? someone better than me? i love you so much, Timothée. too much.. and i don't want this to end.." she says now really crying. i don't know what to say. she has a point and it's possible but i can't stand to hear her cry.
"if i don't get accepted to Columbia, it'll be okay. we'll keep in touch and i'll never stop loving you or thinking about you" i say, trying to calm her down.
"but we'll end up seeing other people eventually and i don't want that. i want you for the rest of my life" she says. i think about it for a second. the rest of my life...
"what are we gonna do?" she asks. i don't think she expects an answer but i give her one.
"get married?" i ask. it's supposed to be a joke but i sorta mean it. i would really love to get married to her, even though we're still basically kids, i want her for the rest of my life. she laughs a little at the reply.
"yeah right" she says. "like you would ever want to marry me." silence. i'm thinking about the right thing to say.
"i would love to" i say finally. she looks up at me and smiles. i love her smile. she hugs me tightly and gets up. she wipes her tears and goes to her desk where there stands a cup of lemonade. she gulps it down in a second. suddenly my phone buzzes in my pocket. i look at the caller ID. it's my mom. she's probably calling to see how i am and whatever. i think about ignoring it but my intuition tells me to answer it. maybe it's important.
"hello?" i say into the phone.
"Timothée! i have amazing news!!" my mom says. y/n stares at me from across the room.
"yeah? what is it?" i ask, my heart thumping in anticipation.
"you got in!!" she says happily.
"got in where??" i ask. y/n's eyes widen waiting for the name of the school. i pray for Columbia.
"Columbia!!" my mom yells. my heart almost jumps out of my chest. i gasp.
"I GOT INTO COLUMBIA????" i yell unable to hold in my excitement. y/n's face lights up like a Christmas tree she runs and jumps into my arms. my mom keeps yelling "yes" and "congratulations" into the phone. i have to end the call.
"bye mom i have to go i love you!" i quickly say and end the call. y/n presses a happy, hard kiss on my lips. i pull away and laugh.
"YOU GOT INTO COLUMBIA!!" she yells.
"I DID!!" i yell back. i'm going to college with the girl of my dreams. i hug her so tightly i'm not sure if she can breathe.
"i love you" she says into my chest.
"i love you too" i reply.

a/n: hi! this was such a wholesome chapter i really like it :) let me know what you think about the story so far and give me chapter suggestions! ily all and thanks for reading!
love, nat ❤️