✌︎︎ Timothée Chalamet Imagines ✌︎︎

c o n f e s s i o n s *

  YOUR POV:

  I tossed my phone across my room and fell onto my bed. My boyfriend just broke up with me. He told me that no one gives a fuck about me and that I'll never be loved.

  I ran to my bathroom and splashed some cool water on my face in attempt to calm myself down. Just then, I thought of the only thing that would make me feel better. My best friend Timothée.

  I quickly scurried back to my bedroom and picked up my phone that was lying face down on my floor. I dialed his number and without hesitation, he picked up.

  "Y/n? Is everything okay? It's three o'clock in the morning." Timmy sounded groggy and raspy. Like he had just woken up. I've had a huge crush on Timmy since we met, and that was years ago. I never told him. I thought it would ruin our friendship.

  "I'm sorry if I woke you timmy..." I stopped talking as soon as he cut me off.
  "No no no, of course not. I'm always here for you! Now tell me what's up?"
 
I then proceeded to explain everything that went down. Timmy didn't sound too shocked, because he's witnessed some things he shouldn't have. My ex was very abusive, and I would walk around with bruises and welts.

  "I'll be right over." Was all he said before hanging up.

  *

After about twenty minutes, I heard timmys car pull into my driveway. I heard the front door shut down stairs, and the sound of footsteps scurrying up towards my room followed closely behind.

  Timmy opened my door and greeted me with a huge smile and a giant tub of strawberry ice cream.

  I ran up to him and hugged him so tight.

"I'm so glad you're here, Timmy." I snuggled into his neck.
  "I'm always here for you, y/n." He said in a low voice.

  We sat down on my bed, and the second we made eye contact, I started crying again. I wasn't crying over losing him, but I was crying over the fact that it was finally over, and how stupid I was for putting myself through so much.

  Timmy grabbed my hand, and rubbed my back with his other hand. He looked deeply into my eyes.
  "Do you want to talk about it?" His voice sounded so cute and innocent. I simply shook my head and leaned into his chest. He hugged me tightly, never letting go.

  *

The rest of the night, we decided to binge watch some classic 80's and 90's movies while we snuggled and ate our strawberry ice cream. Me and Timmy always did stuff like this, so it was nothing out of the ordinary, but tonight he was acting different. Almost like he had been hiding something. I could feel the tension between us, and I quickly sat up.

  Timmy furrowed his eyebrows at me. I grabbed his hand gently and gave it a little squeeze. I didn't know if it was the right decision, but I desperately needed to tell timmy how I felt about him.

  Before I could get a word out, timmy pressed his lips up against mine, totally catching me off guard. I kissed back, but was still so confused.

  We both pulled away and I felt my face heat up. He was blushing too. Timmy looked at me with such desirable eyes.

  "I've wanted to do that for so long. And I'm so sorry that I did." Timmys eyes fell out of contact with mine. I picked his head up with both of my hands, and smiled at him.
 
  "What are you sorry about? Timmy, I've loved you ever since we were little. I just didn't want to ruin the friendship that we had." I watched timmys face light up in a matter of seconds. The wide smile spread across his face said enough. I kissed him long and hard.

  "Can I confess?" Timmy grabbed my hand and held it to his chest, caressing me slowly. I nodded my head.

  "I've loved you since the day we met." And with that, Timmy gave me a huge smile, and I returned it.
  "Look, that guy was the worst thing that had ever happened to you. I mean, you're so smart and beautiful, and he's a douche bag. You, y/n, you didn't deserve any of that. The things that he said, the things that he did..." I could tell he was starting to get angry.
  "...you didn't deserve any of it. I'll kill that dick before he tries to touch you again. Y/n, I'm here for you, and I'll protect you with my life. I promise. I promise won't let anything happen to you. I love you."

I choked back tears of happiness. "Timmy, I love you too."

Timmy attacked my lips, begging for dominance and I gave in completely, allowing his tongue access to my throat. I clutched a fistful of his dark curly brown hair and he moaned softly into my lips.

  After making out for a while, we fell asleep on top of each other. Maybe confessing isn't so scary.