IVY // T. CHALAMET

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Timothée and Ivy got off their plane at LAX at 7:48 a.m. hands clasped together, sunglasses on, hood up for Ivy and hat on for Timothée. On their flight they managed to only be recognized seven times on the flight and photos taken with five. They hurried through the airport with three security guards and exiting the airport with God knows how many flashes going off.

Once in the car they managed to get to their hotel only seventeen minutes over the GPS' time estimate, a marvel for LA traffic. Once they got to their hotel room they collapsed onto their bed. The two were extremely tired after their Redeye and with no trace of caffeine flowing through either of them.

The two fell asleep after trying to watch an episode of That 70's Show on Ivy's computer but fell asleep only a few minutes in. After two hours Timothée's phone rang with the sound of Kid Cudi.

"T, answer your fucking phone." Ivy said after the first verse that had ultimately woken her up. The boy who's stomach she was lying on took out his phone from his sweatshirt pocket.

"Motherfucker," he said and then answered the call. "Hey Armie," he answered, his voice was groggy and scratchy from just waking up. "Ssshit wait when? What? When did that happen?" He said and frantically got up and opened his suitcase.

"T what the fuck is going on dude?" Ivy asked sitting up, suddenly wide awake from Timothée's outburst.

"Um see you then. Bye!" He said and quickly ran over to his suitcase and threw it open and rummaged around. "Apparently we have a lunch thing with Armie, Elizabeth and other people and so Armie knew I would forget so he called but it's in twenty minutes so we have to get ready and go."

"Motherfucker!" Ivy yelled and bolted up and went through her things. "It it any special thing or can I wear whatever the fuck?"

"Pretty casual but don't wear jeans and a tee shirt." Timothée told her and finally pulled out some clothes. He quickly threw off his sweater to pull on a button up but Ivy walked over to him to help do the buttons. "Hey hey hey you have to get ready." He said quickly and tried stepping away but Ivy wasn't having it. She pulled him back towards her and started buttoning up his shirt for him while he stood there looking at her. Once she was done buttoning the shirt up and started walking away, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him and put his forehead to hers.

"You always button them uneven," Ivy whispered to him, and they could hear eachother's breathing. "I need to get ready now." Timothée had laced both hands with hers and they stood there, looking in to the eyes of the other. Timothée was starting to lean forward to Ivy but then Magnolia by Kid Cudi started playing and Timothée's phone was vibrating.

"Fucking Armie," Timothée swore and picked up his phone while Ivy went back to finding her dress. While Timothée spoke on the phone to Armie, now on speaker, while he got ready.

After 10 minuets the two were running out the door to get into the car with Armie and Elizabeth.

"Hey lovebirds, what took so long?" Armie asked and wiggled his eyebrows.

"We were asleep and in airport garb." Timothée replied and grabbed one of the champagne flutes and put his arm around Ivy. "Tried watching 70's Show and Ivy didn't even get the change to yell-swoon at Kelso before she fell asleep."

"It's true, um, also where exactly are we going?" Ivy asked Armie and Elizabeth, knowing Timothée had no clue.

"Lunch with Luca and some other people from Call Me By Your Name but there will be other people from the various Oscar films and things, Greta and Sirsh will be there too." Elizabeth explained to Ivy. Throughout the the drive the two couples talked and caught up with eachother. Once they arrived to the dinner it was a socializing and catching up and meeting people bonanza. Ivy was really excited when she met Odeya Rush and gave her Bailey's number and Odeya had told her that Bailey and her talked on a regular basis, leading Ivy to call Bailey and yell at him.

Ivy really enjoyed the night and meeting all of Timothée's friends and meeting peoples she talked to briefly at other events. Ivy and Timothée never really left eachothers side the whole night.

hi, i'm sorry i haven't been updating or active recently i've ben doing really bad mental health wise and working on wattpad when i feel okay. i'm going to try and be updating more frequently again but i love you all so much and thanks for sticking around

xoxo,
lucia