a song about me (and you) | timothée chalamet

also february 27 2019

Lara

Her voice cracks towards the end of her statement, showing just how upset she is.

"Come here," I open my arms and she wraps hers around me with a sniffle.

"What do you mean you think? Have you taken a test?" I ask.

"No but my period is way late and I'm kinda nauseous. I've been too scared to take one," I can't exactly blame her, I would put that off too but it will be better if she just knows.

"I can run out and get a test for you," I offer because I honestly just really want to know.

"Can you?" she pulls out of our hug and looks up to me.

"Yes, you stay here with Caryn and I'll just run to the cvs around the corner, I'll be ten minutes, fifteen tops," I kiss her cheek because she looks like she could use all the love she can get right now.

Once I would consider her stable I leave Caryns room and go to mine for shoes, staying in my sweatpants and cropped tank top because it's literally just cvs, and leave my apartment. I take the elevator down and begin the short trek down the street to the drugstore. It's only about a five minute walk and honestly, the air is nice.

When I get there I go straight to the feminine aisle and pick up a clear blue test because we need the most solid answer we can get.

Once I've decided on one I decide to grab a few snacks for the apartment since we're running a little low and as soon as I turn onto that aisle I'm surprised to see my boyfriend standing there.

"So who's stalking who?" I announce myself and when he sees me his eyes brighten in the sweetest way possible.

"Hey baby," he slings his arm over my shoulder when I'm close enough for him to, "Hows Caryn? Are you still coming over tonight?"

"She's good, and probably not. Jess came over and we kinda made it a girls night," I feel kind of bad because I sort of dipped on him but we've hung out for like a week straight so I honestly don't think he minds.

"Oh my god," He blurts out and I'm worried that he actually does mind.

"What?" I ask and notice his attention is on the pregnancy test in my hand, "oh don't worry, it's not for me. It's for Jessica"

"Oh shit," his eyes are wide in shock and that's exactly how I also feel, this shit is crazy.

"Yeah, she's not sure but we decided it's best to just find out," I reach for a pack of chips on the shelf and when I do I stumble, giving away that I'm a bit intoxicated.

"Are you drunk?" he laughs, grabbing my waist.

"I'm a little tipsy," a giggle follows my statement.

"Did you drive?" he asks and I immediately shake my head.

"No, I walked"

"I'll drive you back," he offers.

"You don't have to"

"Baby we're going to the same place, is that all you're getting?" he looks down to the items in my hands and I nod.

"Then let's go," he places his hand on the small of my back, leading towards the cashier. The older lady who checks us out separately and gives us a strange look as she scans the pregnancy test, having a baby face is not going great for me at this time.

"Do you think she's really pregnant? Because that's crazy," Timothée grabs my hand as we walk back towards our complete and i have to really think.