Iman Harriott is an 18-year-old black girl with Indian roots, who is one step closer to reaching her dream, due to her acceptance to one of the prestigious universities in England, Oxford. Iman is known to be very passionate when it comes to controversial topics- let's just say that she's on the left-wing sides on things. Alistair Ryle is the complete opposite of Iman, except both of them being ages of 18, going to Oxford and are very passionate about particular topics they speak on. Unlike Iman, Ryle was born into money- privilege you could say, only believing that the patriarchal society is the right way of life. Call him a far right-wing conservative, and he'll walk with proudness and dignity. It only took one sneaky link up for the two to lose their fucking minds, not being able to keep their hands off each other, they try to maintain a relationship more than sex...even if it ended up hurting a couple of people along the way. Stick around to see what the cruel future will hold for Alistair and Iman, and will they be able to mend their differences.

wanting was enough, for me it was enough timothée chalamet x fem oc 2020

"I won't be here forever, we won't be constantly together forever. Who knows, feelings all together just might subside, but I want to cherish the times before all of that. Before we're apart, before feelings dissipate. I want to hold you in my arms, the smell of my cologne mixing with your ocean blue shampoo. We won't have all the time in the world, I will have to leave soon and kiss you goodbye. Until then I want to memorize how your breath feels against my neck, and how your eyes look like a kaleidoscope of perfect stars up close. Until then, as long as we are inches apart and connected by our fingers intertwined, You are mine and I am yours" • to make yourself feel nothing so as not to feel anything ― what a waste! (THIS BOOK WILL NO LONGER HAVE UPDATES! THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT 💖)

(ON HOLD) The year is 1993. It's been ten years since they last saw, or spoke to each other. Elio was now 27 Oliver was 33 Oliver had a 15 year old daughter, that had enrolled for her first year at a elite boarding school in Italy, the same elite boarding school that Elio Perlman happened to be a history teacher at. The math doesn't add up does it? If it's been 10 years since they spoke, and he had a 15 year old daughter must have meant that Oliver Ulliva had a family when he was in Italy. How bout that? Ella Ulliva,the blond haired, green eyed, bright smile, enchanting American, is mega smart but somehow still very oblivious and girl-ish and is in the tenth grade and meets Elio in her first period history class and she only sees him as a teacher in the beginning. She is very much intimidated by him at first but soon grows on him like he's her dad away from dad. And as I said, she is very oblivious, and doesn't realize when she leaves Elio after a brief mention of her father, he breaks down. Poor Elio. Olivia is a twelfth grader that seems to be Ella's only friend. Other than Elio of course. She has brown, wavy hair that always seemed to be in a mess but absolutely perfect at the same time. She was tall, well at least taller than Ella, which was not very hard to surpass. (Ella was quite the shorty) History likes to repeat its self right? This is Elios and Oliver's second chapter While it's Ella's and Olivia's first. Who knows?

-An AU set 6 years after that summer- It's been six years since that summer. Six years since Oliver left Elio at the train station. Six whole years since Elio got the phone call that still rings in his ears. Six years and finally, Elio faces Oliver once more. Highest ranking - No.1 in #cmbyn!!

❛ Look, here at her stupid hopes! Look, here's her dumb soft heart! ❜ Little Women / Theodore Laurence. ( I wrote this book back in 2019 when I was 13 years old, so PLEASE keep that in mind when you read it. The writing is not good ).

it's never good enough and there's no place for love no there's no place for love, love, love in the hamptons ~•~ a rich girl from the hamptons and a boy from the wrong side of the tracks timothée chalamet au

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"hi welcome to the artist what can i get you?" "do you have anything that is not bad for the environment?" "babe, this is a coffee shop. everything here is bad for the environment" -- a story between the orgasmic bass guitar player and the local minimum wage high schooler. -- i do not own ladybird.

Devyn is on a flight to New York City to attend her dream school NYU for acting. On her flight she meets Timothée Chalamet. Read the rest of the story to find out what happens.