The Assistant - timothée chalamet

Part 7

damn.
packing is so difficult, i'm leaving tomorrow and i've still not decided what to bring, at the moment i have a bunch of random tees lying around my room while i'm blasting my lana del rey playlist, in my feelings came on. 
"I CANT BELIEVE I FEEL FOR ANOTHER LOSER" i sang.
wow that really applies to me life rn.
in the end i packed 5 basic tees, some strappy tops, 3 dresses and some random jeans. and maybe some sexy lingerie, but we don't talk about that. it's not like i'm gonna be getting any on this trip, i'm just gonna be working hard and not getting distracted.

(i spoke too soon)

"excuse me, oh sorry sir
A16 where are youuu, oh there we go" i sat down, thankfully at the window seat,
"hey" i heard a voice close to me, it was timothée, of course. but since i'm a little pussy i won't say anything.
"oh hi"
"i think this is my seat" he pointed at my chair, fuck.
"oh shit" i stared to stand up.
"nooo no, u stay there i'll just sit here"
his smile was so pure, he could tell i wanted to sit here, he was so adorable. oh shut up annie.

since the flight was overnight, timothée had fallen asleep, on my shoulder. his hand on my thigh, his hair on my neck, i'm not sure what he was dreaming about but he was murmuring something which i thought was adorable.

then i felt myself falling asleep too, slightly leaning into him to get comfy. he was so warm and he smelled amazing. next thing you know.

"ladies and gentleman we have arrived in france, it is currently 6:47am"

as soon as we got to the hotel i got my key and went up to my room, we started tomorrow so i was definitely having some alone time, no timothée, no dion, no carl just me and my music.

*22:10*
*knock knock*
"annie" i heard someone half whisper. i let him in.
"what are you doing here" i asked
"i'm sorry i can leave i just, i just wanted to see you. is that okay?" he looked a little shy and nervous
"timmy what's going on"
"oh um, i'm scared for tomorrow"
"what timmy you've made it this far, your honestly so talente-
before i could finish he cut me off by forcefully kissing me, i pulled away.
"what are you doing"
"what, am- am i not allowed to kiss you" he laughed awkwardly.
"not until you tell me what we are"
"well i'm not sure-
"because timothée, we've slept together almost twice and your all flirty, i can't be your little side piece when your bored"
"side piece? what are you talking about?"
"oh god" i was gonna regret this. or maybe he was.
"i know you have a fucking girlfriend okay, you got a message when you were showering at my apartment"
he went silent.
"fuck" he put his hands over his face.
"you knew about all this"
"yes. and i can't believe i'm only telling you now" i was angry, he could tell.
"im so sorry, i'm so fucking sorry please please forgive me. me and her, we aren't a thing anymore i promise i ended that weeks ago"
now i wasn't sure what to say.
"well okay, but i don't wanna be in a relationship built on lies"
"but it's not built on lies anymore, i really really like you annie, i want you. only you." he tried cupping my face but i pulled away instantly.
"im sorry i guess you missed your chance"
"why are you being all sensitive now, why didn't you tell me this before"
"because i was scared to be lonely, i really liked you and even if all this was happening i was okay with it because you were everything i wanted in the moment, i don't know" he kissed me, hard his hands exploring my back, my boobs, my thighs. this time i wasn't pulling away because maybe, i still didn't want to be alone. and he was there with me. all over me.