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norah
my stomach is tied into knots when monday morning arrives. not only do i have to write a final worth thirty percent of my grade, but i get to see timothèe after a weekend of phone calls filled with "i miss you"s. to much of amber's dismay, timmy insisted that he pick me up in his moms car before school. he told me he'd come a little early so he could buy me a tea to calm my nerves.
my mother scorns me for sitting at the window as if i was a military wife awaiting her husband's return from the war. to an extent, i feel like i am. teenage hormones are fucking crazy; i feel like every nerve in my body is on fire for him.
when i see the small silver car pull in, i'm practically running out of the house. my sandals clap loud under my feet, and my bag smacks against my back as i travel. timothèe's barely out of the car when i'm hurdling into him and wrapping my legs around his waist. he yanks his ballcap off his head before he grabs my face with both of his hands and kisses me deeply. this is the largest rush of adrenaline and seretonin i've ever felt.
we pull away for a moment, and timmy is laughs out "hi there," before i crash my lips into his again. he doesn't complain, and smiles into the kiss. he's got one of his hands gripped around my waist, while the other is tangled in my wet hair. my fingers run over his jawline as my hands hold underneath his head in support.
we finally pull away for long enough for me to actually respond to him. is this what it's going to be like every time he goes away for an extended period of time? christ, this was only a weekend, imagine a month or two.
"hi sweetheart," i respond, running my thumb along his cheek. i finally get a good look at his face, and his nose is sunburnt from the california heat. if that's not the cutest thing i've ever seen, i don't know what would be.
"i think somebody might've missed me," timmy chuckles, still holding me close. if he doesn't stop smiling so wide, his face is going to get stuck like that. i don't think i'd mind though, he looks so truly happy.
"what gave it away? my texts where i talked about our future kids names?" i ask, stifling a giggle. hey, if you can't laugh at your drunk self, what's the point? he lets go of my waist and moves to the other side of the car, opening the passenger door for me.
"or the text about you blowing me, that one was a bit of a dead giveaway," timothèe points out as i step into the car. he just had to mention it, didn't he? my cheeks flush red at his comment. "it's okay, i liked it," he waves his comment off. i want to press and ask him how much he liked it, but i leave it be.
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chasing parties | timothée chalamet
Fanfikcea story in which timothée and norah become highschool sweethearts or rather a story where timothèe and norah geek over each other to the max *all lowercase is intended* *contains mature content/triggering themes*