LA VIE EN ROSE [TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET]

vingt-et-un

ryan:
i miss you 🥺

tee:
i miss you too 🥺

ryan:
i know you had a bunch of
meetings this morning ,
but i wanted to see if you wanna
hangout, get dinner?

tee:
of course
i miss my girl
be at your apartment in 30?

ryan:
i'll be ready 💓🥺

tee:
see you soon

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"so how long was it until you leave, three weeks?"

tee nods his head, "yea we leave in like three weeks, and the press tour should last like a month. i know for sure we're going to the UK, Italy and Sydney."

i sip on my smoothie, and when he says we all i can think about is him and Lily.

"oh I love Italy," i say placing my chin on my arm as i lean on the table. "you're going to have so much fun! i'm so happy and proud of you."

he smiles as he takes the last bite of his burger. he mumbles, "really?"

i scrunch my forehead together, "of course tee, i'm glad to see you being so successful, and doing what you love. it makes me happy."

"you have no idea how fucking amazing it is to hear you say that, i could kiss you that's how happy that made me."

i roll my eyes, but i can't help but blush at his words.

"if i'm honest i thought you would be upset because i'll be gone for so long, and with her."

i didn't even need him to say her name in order for me to know who he's talking about. i was doing fine, i was in a great mood, and then he had to bring her up. of course she's in the back of my mind, but the last thing i wanted was to talk about her.

i lift my head up, holding my hands together.

"i mean i'm not happy about it, but there's really nothing i can do. we aren't together, so i can't complain. i can't control you."

as the words come out of my mouth, i notice timmy sits up a little straighter, looking out the window infront of us. like he's thinking about something, i wonder if it's because i said we aren't a thing? did it make it seem like i don't want us to be a couple?

he looks back at me, biting his bottom lip he says "i thought we were together."

i look at his lips and back at him, "are we?"

"do you want us to be?"

his question makes butterflies form in my stomach. i could feel my cheeks go red, and as we're making eye contact there's this tension in the air.

"yes."

as soon as those words leave my mouth a giant smile grows on his face, the butterflies inside of me getting worse. god how could he be so fucking hot and cute.

"good because i want you to be my girl, i want you to be my girlfriend."

"what about when you leave, a month is a long time."

i can't help but think of him and lily.

"yeah but we'll be okay, i'll call you, text you, facetime you. maybe you can visit me if you're not too busy."

i roll my eyes, "stop i'd love to visit you."

"i'll fly you out, i promise."

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oop a double update.

-julie

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