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Thimothée Chalamet :

What about us... Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Willy Wonka :

Not so dramatic, after all

Dylan O'brien :

Thomas :

Thomas tmr x reader College AU

Summary : Thomas finally realises his feelings for you. But when he tries to do something about it, it doesn't really go well.

Words : 3.5k

Request : @maddie0101 Thomas x reader college AU? Best friends to lovers?

A/n : Here you go. I'm so sorry for the time it took me for writing this. And I promise I saw all the other requests and I'm so grateful for them but I'm in my exam session so I don't really have the time to write. I'll try to write as fast as I can, but I still have 10 days to go.

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“So, still not in love with Y/n?”

Thomas turns his head to see Newt put his elbow on his shoulder.

“Why are you always asking me that?” Thomas says a little bit annoyed that he will again have this conversation.

“I’m only asking you that when you are staring at her like a creep.” Newt answers with a smile. He clearly enjoys bothering his best friend.

“I’m not.” Thomas mumbles.

“What are we talking about?” Minho asks when he approaches the pair.

“Thomas is staring at Y/n.” Newt answers him.

“Yeah like always.” He shrugs.

“Can you two shut your mouths. I am never staring, especially not at her.”

“Are we talking about Thomas staring at Y/n?” Frypan joins the group. Everybody laughs. Well, not Thomas.

“Ok, you know what? I’m leaving you all stupid people.” Thomas starts to turn around while he hears his mates laughing at him.

“Hey Y/n.” He stops when he hears Newt, and the others greet you. He slowly turns around, and a big smile spreads on his face at the sight of his best friend since childhood.

“Hey guys! Hey Tommy!” You greet them than you turn to greet Thomas with a hug, like you always do. Of course, he returns it. He wishes that the feeling of you in his arms never ends. Wait, did he really just think that? “I can’t talk right now I’m sorry, I really have to go to work, but I call you tonight, okay?” You say when you pull back.

“Ye-Yeah totally.” He stutters. Why does he stutter?! Fortunately, you only chuckle at his behaviour and don’t question anything before you walk away.

Thomas, watch you go, and it’s like everything hits him at once.

From the first day, he saw you with your two ponytails crying because you lost your teddy bear until right now. He saw all the time you spent together, becoming best friends with an unbreakable bond. He saw your pretty eyes and all the times he got lost in them, which was a lot. Same with your endearing laugh. He realises it is his favourite sound. He realises his only goal is to make you smile and that you are happy.

“I’m in love with her.” Thomas whispers.

“And that’s only now that you realise it? Congratulations, man.” Minho says, and they all laugh.

“What do I do now?”

“Easy, tell her.” Newt shrugs.

“What! Just like that! Do you hear yourselves?!” Thomas begins to panic.

“Woaw. Calm down, would you? It’s Y/n. She’s not going to eat you.”

“And what if she does?”

“Okay now you are being dramatic.”

“You are right. What do I have to do?”

“Well, you know her more than we do...” Minho says. “Maybe try to do things with her. I know you do a lot of things together, but there has to be something that you don’t do with her.”

“I don’t know. I think, maybe her job? I don’t go to the coffee shop unless I want one, and you know I’m not a coffee guy.”

“Okay, that’s a start.”

“Oh Sonya told me the other day that they were looking for someone.” Newt realises. “You could get the job, and I will ask my sister to put yours and Y/n’s shifts to coordinate.”

“That’s a great idea I will go now.”

“Don’t mess up!” Frypan screams.

“Me? Never!”

Thomas walks away from his mates, a new confidence and a happy feeling in him. He is in love with you. Just thinking about you being his girlfriend makes him all giddy inside. Everything makes sense now, but he has yet to accomplish this goal. He doesn’t know if you feel the same, but he hopes you do. Maybe you don’t know that you love him like he didn’t ten minutes ago. First things first : showing that he loves what you love to do. He goes to the coffee shop, you aren’t there yet. He knows it because he knows that you like to go to your dorm before your shifts to refresh a little after the long day of lectures. He enters the coffee shop and asks for the manager, and 20 minutes later, he is hired. He thinks they were really desperate to find someone.

Try n°1 : the coffee shop

The next day, he is standing in the coffee shop surrounded by coffee machines and so many syrups flavors that he can’t even remember 10% of them. He spent the morning listening to the manager, trying to understand why people couldn’t get a simple black coffee.

Now he is waiting for you to arrive. Thanks to Newt and his sister Sonya, you will both take your shifts at the same time today. He hopes with that that you can see how he takes interest in the things you like. Maybe he will also know if you feel the same. The new revelation that his head had caused him to spend the night thinking about the possibility of being a couple and what would it feels like. He couldn’t think anything else besides happiness.

“Tommy! What are you doing here?!” He lifts his head when he hears your happy voice and a smile.

“Guess who’s your new co-worker!” He teases with open arms. Of course, you run into them.

“Why are you here?” You ask when you pull away with a smile. You are so happy to see your best friend, but this isn’t really his cup of tea or coffee.

“Well, I told you I wanted to find a job.” No, he didn’t. “And I asked myself, why wouldn’t I work with my best friend?”

You are confused because he never told you that he was looking for a job. He even told you two weeks ago when you talked about it that he didn’t have the time for one. But regardless, you are just happy because now you can gossip with him even at work.

“Well, I’m not going to complain.” You say with a smile which cause him to smile back. He was so afraid you weren’t going to like it. “How was your formation? I hope the manager didn’t freak you out.” You ask while putting on your apron with your name tag on it.

“Well, I think he is praying with all his heart that I don’t burn this place before the end of my shift.” He chuckles while scratching the back of his neck. Now that you are in front of him for the first time since he realises his feelings for you, he is a little nervous to be around you. He thought he was going to faint when you hugged him.

“Well, try not to do that.” You both laugh.

And so your shifts begin. You are taking orders from the clients and passing them to Thomas and Sonya. You giggle each time you see your best friend ask Sonya what he’s supposed to put in the drinks because apparently nothing is making sense to him.

After a while, you stop laughing when you have to take care of the fourth customer who is complaining to you about his drink. All made by Thomas. Of course you love your best friend but he is starting to grow on your nerves because he can’t do this right and even though he is your best friend he still has to do well on the job in order to not ruin the reputation of the coffee shop. Customers are not supposed to be angry.

You decide to switch places with him. He is taking the orders, and you are making them. But even then it’s not going well. You keep catching him staring at you. Each time, it makes you flustered, but it stops when you see the angry customer trying to catch his attention. He jumps back to reality, and his cheeks flush red when he faces the customer behind the counter. First, because he is embarrassed by you catching him staring at you and second because the person in front of him isn’t too happy with his daydreaming. He is hurrying to take the order and give it to you without looking into your eyes. You chuckle a little before making the drink. One mocha latte with hazelnut syrup.

“One mocha latte for Linda.” You raise your voice for the customer to hear you. The girl comes and takes her drink for you, thanking you in the process. You begin to make the next drink when you hear Linda trying to catch her breath. You look up at her but think that she is maybe just coughing a little.

“Can someone help, please?!” You hear a male voice. You look up and see him trying to help Linda. Okay, now something is really wrong. You run to the boy.

“What’s wrong?” You ask.

“She is having an allergic reaction!” The boy screams back while trying to help the suffocating girl.

“Thomas the first aid kit! Now!” You scream at your best friend. “Don’t worry, we have an epipen in there.” You say to the boy, trying to ease him up a bit.

“Here Y/n.” Thomas says to you. He is glad he remembered where this red bag was because right now he is so in panic that he doesn’t know what to do and he tripped on his feet in his run.

You take the epipen and heal Linda. She immediately relaxed, thanking you for saving her. You are all smiling that she is okay, but the boy isn’t really happy about the situation. You can’t really blame him. He turns to you.

“What did you put in her drink?!” He asks you angrily. Thomas goes in front of you to protect you, and your heart flutters.

“I-I- I only put what she asked for : a mocha latte with hazelnut syrup.” You answer shakily.

“She is deadly allergic to nuts. Are you out of your mind?!”

“It’s not my fault, I put in her drink what was on the ticket.” You say with more composure. You know you did nothing wrong. You never do. You turn to Thomas. “What did she ask you?”

“A mocha with hazelnut syrup?” He says or asks himself.

“I asked with vanilla syrup, you shank. I know what I’m allergic to.” Linda says.

You sigh and turn to Thomas once again. He can see in your eyes that you are mad at him. His plan to impress you didn’t really work out for the best. You handle the situation from here, giving a new drink to the poor girl and excuse for the disagreement on behalf of all the coffee shops. The couple goes away, not wanting to be there anymore. And when you turn back, you go straight to your best friend.

“What is wrong with you? Why are you so distracted?”

“I-I-“ He doesn’t know what to say. He can’t just say that he was drooling over the sight of you. That’s what Newt says to him all the time. “I don’t know. I swear I thought she said hazelnut syrup. I won’t do it again, I promise.” Before you can respond, the voice of your manager rings in the shop.

“You are fired.” He screams in your faces.

“What?! You can’t fire her?!” Thomas defends you, but he didn’t even quite understand the situation.

“Not her. You are fired greenie.” Your manager walks away.

“I’m sorry.” You try to comfort him, but he just takes off his apron like he is glad about this turn of events. You can’t lie and say it isn’t a good idea. “You okay?”

“Yeah. You know I don’t like coffee anyway. And all of this adds a reason to hate this brown disgusting liquid.” He says with a smile, and you chuckle. At least you aren’t mad at him. “Guess I see you later?”

“Yeah, see you later.” You say and begin to turn around to go back behind the counter.

“I can’t even have a hug?” Thomas says. You roll your eyes playfully before going into his arms. After a while, you try to pull away, but he isn’t letting you go.

“Thomas I have to go. Unless you, I still have a job.” You grin while he feigns offence. You look into his eyes, and for the first time, you can see a spark in them. Of course, every time you watched them, you saw a spark like glitter. But this time, it is like the spark comes from the entire light of the galaxy.

“You bloody did what?!” Newt exclaims in his dorm room. “She was going to kiss you! And you pulled away!”

“She wasn’t going to kiss me!” Thomas screams back.

“You just told me that she was leaning in! How is that not a sign that she wanted to kiss you?!”

“I chickened out, okay! What if I just thought she was leaning in, and obviously she wasn’t and then it would have been a mess!” Thomas flops on his bed with his face in his pillow. Why can’t he do something right?!

“You are the bloody mess.” Newt mumbles, causing Thomas to throw his pillow at him. “Guess you have to try again.”

“How?” Thomas grumbles.

“Well.” Newt starts to think. “She loves to read, right?”

“Yeah but I don’t like it.”

“Isn’t ithis the whole point? You doing things that she loves but you don’t so that she understands that you want to be with her?” Newt teases.

“Go be a crank somewhere else.” Thomas groans again before he stands up abruptly. “Actually, that’s the perfect idea.” He thinks about all the time you were too concentrated on a book that you weren’t paying attention to him. Even in classes you read. “I have to go!”

“Where?”

“To the library, I know she is there tonight.” He finishes making his bag before he runs for the door.

“Don’t be a shank!”

“Can’t promise!” Thomas screams before going away.

Try n°2 : The library

“Hey Y/n/n!” You look up from your book to see Thomas sitting in front of you at your table in the library.

“Hey Tommy! What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t like being trapped in all these books.” You ask using the expression he tells you every time you ask him if he wants to join you on your reading session. And what is strange is that he never, ever says yes.

“Nothing much. I wanted to try reading a little with you. I know you like to read so I wanted to join you.” He says, causing you to blush a little. He thinks it’s just because it is hot in there. Or maybe it is only him who thinks it is hot since he sat next to you.

“Well go ahead, choose your world of the day.” You smile. He smiles, too. He always likes the way you talk about books, even if he never understands how you can like a pile of paper so much.

And so you both start reading. You fall into a world you hope you never have to leave. You seem so at peace right now, while all Thomas can think about is how this bunch of papers is boring. No wonder why he doesn’t like reading. So he starts to fidget, again, and again.

“Can you try not to move too much? I’m sorry, but you keep distracting me.” You ask sweetly.

“Yeah yeah no worries.”

But he doesn’t stop. Now he starts to adjust his seat, and he fidgets again. You try to send him a soft glare to help him understand that he is getting on your nerves, but he doesn’t stop. When he starts to make noises with his mouth that’s when you lose it.

“Can you bloody stop? I really want to read in peace.” You say with a tone that shows clearly that you are starting to get really mad.

Thomas excuses himself again. He really doesn’t want you to be annoyed by him. You were already mad enough at the coffee shop last time, and

“Oh my god, Thomas!” You scream. When he looks at you he sees your book drenched in water, and he immediately understand that it is his fault when he sees his water bottle that he was playing with on the side, pouring all the water that was inside it on the table, on you.

“Oh my god Y/n I’m so sorry. Wait, let me try to help.” He takes a tissue and starts to dry the book, but it only results in him tearing pages apart. “Okay, that wasn’t a great idea.” He scratches the back of his neck.

“No are you kidding, Sherlock?!” You scream at him with sarcasm.

You try to dry everything, but the librarian just told you that you have to pay for the book and that you are banned from the library for a month for damage. You pay and run off. Thomas tries to excuse himself again, but you have enough.

“Y/n please, let me help.”

“No.” You stop and turn to him. “You did enough.” You say to him before turning back. Thomas watches you walk away. He sighs loudly before going back to his dorm. He knows he can do anything right now.

Try n°3 : the movies

It’s been a week since your encounter with Thomas at the library. You aren’t really mad at him anymore. But the fact that he ruined 2 of the things you like the most makes you think. A lot. Why would he do that to you? You know he doesn’t like these things, but he knows how you love them. Why would he sabotage you? Okay, he didn’t really ruin your job at the coffee shop, but this makes you realise that what you love, he hates. You know you don’t have to love the same things even when you are best friends, but at this point, it is starting to bother you. When you look up from your locker, you can see Thomas approaching with a big smile on his face.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you like to go to see a movie with me?” He asks while fidgeting with his fingers. Newt and the others convinced him to just ask you out because all his attempts were a disaster. He knows that you love going to the movies.

“No.” You say and walk away. You didn’t quite catch that he was asking you out. You think it is another of his attempts to ruin something that you love.

“Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“It’s not that, but every time for the past weeks, you just destroyed the things I love to do. You don’t even like one of them. I just don’t want you to destroy the movies, too.”

“All of this was an accident, I swear.” He pleads with his eyes. His beautiful brow hazel eyes... focus!

“Why would you even do that in the beginning? You hate coffee, and you hate reading. And I know you don’t like to stay put during a whole movie.”

“I-I-“ Thomas searches for something to say, a lie maybe. But this has to stop. “I wanted to prove to you that I could do the things you love. I wanted to spend more time with you.” He says timidly.

“But we already spend a lot of time together. It’s not like we dont see each other.” You chuckle lightly.

“I know, and I love that. But I want to be constantly with you.” Here goes nothing. “I love you, Y/n.” He can’t look at your face now, afraid of losing his most precious friendship.

“Thomas...” You are in shock. Your best friend loves you back? You dreamed of this day for years. Is it real? “Are you telling the truth?” You ask shyly, causing him to finally look up at you.

“I’m in love with you Y/n. I think I always have.”

There are so many emotions in his eyes right now. You can see principally fear and love, tendress, desire. You just start to lean in. You are afraid he was going to reject you like at the coffee shop a few days ago, but there is a feeling inside you that tells you to just keep going. And you do so until you feel perfect lips on yours. You both kiss for a while. Thomas puts his hands on your face, not wanting to let you go. The kiss starts to get hungrier. Not in a sexual way but more in a way I can’t get enough. I want more.

You both pull appart when you hear whistles and cheers down the hall. Newt, Frypan, and Minho are all cheering at the two of you. You look at Thomas and laugh a little. Thomas just admires you. He can’t believe he finally got you. You are his now.

“Y/n, did I ever tell you the number of times Tomas was drooling while staring at you?”

“Oh shut your bloody mouth Newt!”

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Willy Wonka x reader

Request : Hi I have a request for a wonkaxreader!! Could the reader really be into theatre like all they ever want to do is perform but once they get an audition and it goes horrible and they are crushed?? @macmonster09

Summary : You have your biggest audition today for a play that you love, but you are incredibly nervous. A certain chocolatier tries to help you with that, but it's doesn't really go well.

Words : 4.0k

Warnings: angst, fluff.

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Today is the day. Today, you have THE big audition. The one that is going to change your life forever.

Since you are a little kid, you want to work in theatres. Your grandpa took you to see Romeo and Juliet when you were only five, and from that moment, you knew you wanted this to be your life. He always used to say that he knew Shakespeare. He was one of his best friends. When you were little, you believed him, but as you got older, you knew he was kidding, but you always laughed. You loved your grandpa so much, and you thank him every day for giving you the love of the theatre. You hope that one day he will watch you perform on the biggest stage of the world. You know he is not there anymore, not on earth anyway, but you always thought that he was watching you from the stars.

Today, you have an audition for the new play of your town's theatre : Romeo and Juliet. You were always too afraid to actually go to an audition. Well, you always walk to the theatre but then get back home at the last minute. But when you saw the title, you knew it was a sign from your grandpa. You had to pass the audition this time.

You are on your way to the audition. You are incredibly nervous. You have a strong grip on your bag as you are running. It is snowing outside, so normally you would have walked to be careful. But you were so overwhelmed with stress that you got out of your house late. So now you have to run.

You run inside the Galaries Gourmet, the theatre being on the other side. You curse when you see all the people in the way, and they don't seem to be moving. You try to slip through the crowd, repeating sorry's without caring if the person you push actually heard you. You need to go on the other side. You are moving forward with your goal, the only thing going on in your mind.

It was really the only thing you could think of because you didn't see a cane going right into your chest, causing you to fall with a scream. The man with the cane immediately stops what he is saying with a gasp and goes at your rescue.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry. Miss, are you okay?" The man asks you as you try to stand up again, but you slip and end into his arms. When you look up, you see that this man is probably your age, with curly brown hair beneath is high hat. He also wears a big purple coat. That is an interesting choice of colour. You blink when you see the man's lips move.

"I-I'm sorry what?" You stutter, and you can feel your cheeks burning. You are clearly embarrassed, and on top of that, this man is really good-looking. You are afraid you were passing for a dumb girl, but he only chuckles.

"I asked you if you were okay? I'm sorry I didn't see that you were in the way. I should be more careful with the cane." He says sweetly before he looks at you, and his eyes widen. He immediately let you go, and you can see his cheeks turn a little bit red. "I-I-I'm sorry it was just a re-reflex." He stutters too, thinking he was in the wrong here.

"No, don't worry about it. If you didn't catch me, I would have probably fallen again, so I'm actually glad you did it." You day, causing him to smile. "Thank you..."

"OH, I'm Willy Wonka, chocolatier. Would you like to try some..."

"I'm Y/n. I would love to but I don't have this kind of money." You say sadly.

"Nonsense miss Y/n. This one is free." He hands you a chocolate. You are about to take it when you remember a tiny detail. Your eyes widen.

"Oh my god, I need to go." You take your bag that was still on the floor before you start to run.

"Wait! You forgot to taste my chocolate!" You hear Willy Wonka scream before you see him running right next to you.

"I'm sorry, I really need to go." You don't stop running, Willy, neither.

"Where are you going?"

"I have an important audition today at the theatre, and I'm already late. I'm so nervous I could puke right now."

"I have the best thing to give you for that." Willy says with his eyes full of joy.

"What is it?"

"Can we stop running first. I'm not exactly an athletic guy."

You decide to stop. You aren't an athlete anyway, so that is actually better. You both catch your breath before looking at each other. You are both taking big breaths. This made you both chuckle.

"Ok, so what is it? An advice?" You ask.

"I have much better." He says so excited. He takes his suitcase and opens it. You see a lot of colourful vials that seem to have something special inside each of them. You watch as he starts to mix the content of a few vials before he pushes on a few buttons. His suitcase starts to make a lot of weird noises. You are wondering if this is a good idea. What if he is trying to poison you? Maybe you should escape while he wasn't looking. You still have to go after all, and you don't want to die.

But before you could think about getting away anymore, Willy stands up with a big smile. You think it can reach the stars.

"I present to you the Never Sad Chocolate. I'll find a better name later. A chocolate with a drop of a double rainbow, a point of glitter because glitters make you happy. And just a heart full of Belgian milk chocolate because chocolate alone makes you happy." He says with such excitement while putting the famous chocolate in your hand. "I promise you that you'll couldn't even think of being sad after eating this."

You eye him suspiciously, but his eyes are so full of light that you decide to eat it. You pop the chocolate in your mouth, and it is ultra delicious. You can feel happiness flow inside your veins and full filling your heart. And before you know it, the corners of your lips start to go up. You are smiling so much that it hurts. It's like all your stress washed away.

"Oh my god, that's so good. I feel so good." You say with excitement too. "Thank you so much, Mr Wonka."

"Please, call me Willy. And it was nothing, really. I'm happy you appreciate it."

"Well, I still have to hurry, so I should go now. But thank you so much, I feel so happy!!!!" You beam causing Willy to chuckle. You start to walk in the direction of the theatre.

"Come tell me how it happened!" Willy calls to you.

"Promise!" You scream back.

With your new confidence, you walk with determination to your audition. You are going to break it. When you arrive, you tell your name to the woman at the front desk and then wait for your turn. You aren't feeling anywhere near nervous at the moment. You are just patiently waiting, rehearsing in your head how you are going to act and all.

"Y/n Y/l/n" a woman calls out your name. You stand up and walk to the centre of the stage before looking at the three judges before you. "We are ready to see what you have to show us." The woman says. "Good luck."

You thank her before going to your position. You start to act one of the happy scenes in Romeo and Juliet. You are doing really well. The judges are impressed with the way you act and the way you adapted the role to suit yourself. They think that you are a one of kind artist who could mesmerised the audience. They are all falling for your charms. When you finish the scene, you are proud of yourself. Proud for doing it. You hope your grandpa would be proud of you. You turn to hear what the judges have to say.

"That was the best audition I ever saw in my entire life, Miss Y/l/n. Your smile is so contagious that we couldn't stop smiling." A judge says. You are so happy right now.

"Thank you so much." You answer.

"We would like to see you act a sad scene because this role doesn't only represent the happy side of the story. Whichever you would like. We really want to see the tears and the desperation on your face. Got it?" Another judge says.

"Okay no problem."

You go back in position. You started to think about sad things. Normally, it helps a lot when you want to make tears, but right now, it's like you can't even think of one bad thing in your life. You push this aside. It's okay, you tell yourself. You start to act, trying to put as much sadness in your voice. You try to transfer your desperation to the judges, but all that is escaping your mouth is a joyful voice. The lines are sad, but the way you act, it's like you couldn't even care. You try again and again, and again, before taking your hands, putting them on your cheeks to try to stop smiling. You can't. You just can't. Every time you push your cheeks down, they go up immediately. You can't stop smiling.

The judges are starting to eye you like you are a weirdo. One of them starts to cough a little to stop the awkwardness of the situation.

"I think we are going to stop here, miss Y/l/n." One of the judges says. "I'm sorry, but if you are not capable of acting on a sad scene, then we can not give you the role."

"I agree with him. Your happiness was really beautiful to watch, but this one scene. That was a disaster." The second one says.

"Yeah, try to work on this part, but right now, we can't accept this." The third one finishes.

You are still smiling. Of course you are. You say a small thank you before you grab your bag and run out. As you are walking to the Gallerie Gourmet, you feel your cheeks going down. The tears finally start to fall. Why now?! You don't know what happened. You know how to act sadness, you've done it a lot of times in your room. What you don't know is why you just couldn't stop smiling. Of course, they wouldn't give you the part with the way you acted like you were living in the ocean with a beautiful mermaid tail. It was like you were having a glittery rainbow spilling out of you.

A rainbow... with glitters... a felling of cosiness only brought by chocolate...

I promise you that you can't even think of being sad after eating this.

Willy the freaking chocolatier Wonka.

When the realisation hit you, you arrive inside the Galeries Gourmet. You can see a crowd from where you are and you know exactly who is at the centre of it. You walk angrily to the curly boy before you tap on his shoulder, causing him to turn around.

"Y/n!!! How did it go?" Willy asks with excitement. He knows it was something important to you. But his smile drops when he looks into your eyes. Don't get him wrong, when he met you earlier, he was mesmerised by the beauty of them. But right now, when he looks into these two perfect diamonds, all he can see are puffy red eyes full of tears.

"Not so well if you want to know." You answer him angrily.

"Oh. Why is that? My chocolate didn't work?" He stretches his neck. He is a little uncomfortable with the way you are talking to him. It is like it is his fault that something went wrong.

"This. Is. Your. Fault!" You stab him in his chest with your finger.

"What?! How?!" He exclaims. He doesn't want to be the reason for your pretty face to be angry. Wait, what?

"This is all because of your stupid chocolate! I couldn't even act like I was sad!"

"Oh, so it did work. I was afraid for a moment that I had to review the recipe of this one. So that's great, actually? I told you you couldn't be sad because of it." He says with a smile. You calm down immediately. He is so innocent you don't even know why you are trying to yell at him.

"Yeah, well, think for a moment. If I can't act sadness, how can I get a role where you have to be sad from time to time?" You take your bag before leaving in the direction of your house.

When he sees you leave, that's when it hits him. Willy didn't understand at first how the fact that his chocolate worked was the problem. But now he does. He feels so bad for ruining your audition. It must have been something really important to you from the way you are crying. When people begin to ask him for help to buy his chocolates, he is brought back but not really either. He is not this joyful man anymore. He is just a ghost. He can't stop thinking about you. Not that it changes really because when you left for your audition, you were all his mind could think of. He couldn't even think of chocolate, and THAT is new. He doesn't know how he is feeling with you, but he does know that he wants to see a smile on your face. He wants to be the one to put a smile on your face, not be the reason why you are so sad.

He decides from that moment that he is going to be the one who fixes everything. He first goes to the theater, then he goes in the direction he sees you leave. Yes, he left his travel shop like that, but not before he heard Noodle yelling at him to come back so she must know that he left and that she has to take care of it. He wants to run so that he has a better chance to catch you, but he stops at the fountain when he sees a curdle up figure. It is you. You are probably crying. He approaches quietly before sitting down next to you.

"What do you want?" You sob, breaking his heart.

"I want to say how sorry I am. I understand now how it is my fault that your audition didn't go well." You don't look up at him. "What's in your hand?" He asks when he sees you fidgeting with something.

"It's.. it's something from my grandpa." You hand it to him. He takes it.

"A ticket?"

"Yeah. Romeo and Juliet. It's the first play I ever saw. My grandpa took me with him, and I instantly fell in love with the theatre world. I passed the audition today for the same play to make my grandpa proud." You sob again. You take the ticket back from his hands. "I guess he will not be proud of me after what happened."

"That's nonsense. I'm sure he will be proud of you at the end of the day."

"He will not. Don't you understand? This audition was my chance to do what I love for a living. It was my only opportunity to show people the beauty of theatre while doing the thing I love the most. It was my dream. My whole life is over now."

"My mom used to say that a dream is the start of great ideas. You can achieve anything if it starts with a dream." He says sweetly, a tiny smile on his face. He missed her so much.

"That's beautiful. She is very wise."

"Yeah, she was."

"I'm sorry. My grandpa used to say that he would watch me from the start when I broke the dramatic world." You chuckles sadly. This brought Willy back from the nostalgic place in his head. He smiles and stands up abruptly. You look up at him curiously.

"And you are going to break it today." He gives you his hand. "Come with me, I have a surprise for you."

"What do you mean?"

"Just trust me, please." You give him a look. "I know, the last time you trusted me, I ruined everything. But this time I promise you are going to love it." You ponder for a moment before you take his hand.

You both start to walk in the opposite way from your house, returning back to the Galeries Gourmet and the theatre. You feel your cheeks burning when you remember that his hand is still in yours. But you don't say anything in fear that he will take it back. Not so long after you arrive at the theatre and before going inside, Willy moves so that he is in front of you. From that moment, you can observe his green eyes. They are really pretty.

"What are we doing here?" You ask.

"I may or may not have convinced the judges to give you another chance." He answers with a giddy smile.

"You are kidding, right?" You begin to smile too. "They let you do that?"

"No. At first, no." He zones out a little. Like he was thinking how he was crushed when they said no to his request. "They didn't believe me. But, I gave them each the same chocolate that I gave you, and when they saw the effects from it, they decided that you deserved another chance."

"Oh my god. Thank you, thank you, thank you." You say with excitement and hug him. You can't stop smiling, and you are glad it's not from his chocolate this time.

"As much as I like this, we really need to go inside. I told them we would be back in five, and it's already been like twenty minutes." He really doesn't want to let you go. Having you in his arms brings him a new feeling that he already felt like it is intoxicating. But if he doesn't let you go right now, you will still be sad. He doesn't want that.

"Oh my god! Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" You scream with joy before you take his hand and go inside.

When you are inside, you fast walk until you are in front of the judges again. You both excuse yourselves for the wait. You give your bag to Willy before going on the stage while he goes sit on a red velvet seat behind the judges.

"So miss Y/l/n, here we go again." One of the judges starts to say with a smile. "We were all really impressed with your acting earlier. The happiness part, obviously."

"What he means is that we are very eager to watch you again." A second judge says. "Since Mr Wonka explained to us what happened, we want to see more of you."

"Thank you for this new chance. I appreciate it greatly." You say before you go into your world.

You prepare yourself, but the stress starts to eat you again. You open your eyes to see Willy giving you thumbs-up. You smile be he can see that you ate still nervous so he points to the ceiling. You are confused, but look anyway. What you see is a fake sky full of starts. The stars. Your grandpa. You look back at Willy with tears in your eyes. You aren't filling sadness but with happiness. Your grandpa is with you right now, taking all your stress with him.

And so you start to act the sad scene. You are fully crying but not to the point where nobody can hear what you are saying. To Willy's eyes, you are perfect. He is so enhanced with the way you move, the way you act, the way your lips move. If someone were to punch him in the face right now, he wouldn't even do something about it. He wouldn't move his eyes from your figure. He doesn't even know when it stops until he hears the judges applause. He immediately stands up and claps hard his hands, too. It's so hard that one of the judges coughs a little to make him stop. He excuses himself in embarrassment, but when he sees you chuckle, his smile doesn't go down. But right now he wants to hear the resulst. He feels like he can't contain his nervousness. He really wants you to get the part.

"I can say Miss Y/l/n that this is one of the best acting I ever saw. We really could feel the desperation and all the emotions."

"I think we can all agree that you are very talented and we can't pass that. We can't take the risk of having such talent getting away from the scenes."

"Miss Y/l/n, we have the pleasure to tell you that you got the part."

You are exploiting with joy. You start to cry happy tears again. You try to thank the judges, but nobody can understand what you are saying. And clearly, nobody cares. They all have an idea of how you must feel right now. You freaking got the main part in a Romeo and Juliet play!

You get off the stage to shake hands with the judges, thanking them again before you go to Willy. You both walk to the door, and right when you are outside, Willy takes you in his arms, spinning you around.

He can't contain his happiness and you neither. He finally puts you down but doesn't let you go out of his arms.

"I'm so proud of you! You were so perfect. You are so talented." He says with a big smile.

"Thank you. I couldn't have done it without you."

"You do know I'm the one that ruined it, right?" He says, and you both chuckles.

"Maybe at first. But you got out of your way to give me another chance. Nobody would have done that for me." You say, and he blushes slightly.

"When you'll become famous, I hope you'll remember me."

"I don't think I'll ever forget you." His heart stops for a moment.

"You'll come perform at my shop?" He looks into your sparkly eyes.

"Of course, it will be my favourite stage to perform on with the best public."

"I don't think I want to let you go."

"Then don't."

You take him back into your arms, not wanting to let go of him either. You want him to be in your life forever.

And that's when Willy knows that you are not getting away anytime soon. And he can't wait to pass all this time with you. He couldn't be happier. He wants you to be in his life forever.

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Timothée Chalamet x reader

Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Summary : You and Timothée are dating in secret. You both want to keep the privacy. But what will happen when his PR team has a new great idea?

Words : 6.4K

Disclaimer: Sorry if there are any faults, english isn't my first language. Absolutely no hate to Kylie or their couple. That's just for the story. Hope you enjoy this final part.

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You spent a wonderful week with Timothée. There were no fake dates on the calendar. Of course, you couldn’t really go outside, not often at least or not without being disguised, but it was like before, so it didn’t bother you at all. You still went on walks, and you even went to the movies to see the new Hunger games. All you could say is that you weren’t sure if Snow was really that bad after all, but you are afraid it’s only because Tom Blyth is really cute. That didn’t make Timothée happy, so of course you liked to tease mister jealous about it.

You two were currently at the airport waiting for both Tom and Zendaya. Nobody recognised him. I mean, it’s not that hard to hide, and just in case you weren’t cuddling or anything. You did that when you were on the plane. It happened only one time when one person recognised him but everyone thought you were his secretary or someone “not important”.

“Y/N!!!!” You hear someone scream. And you recognised Zendaya and Tom both with caps and sunglasses who were running to you. You are nearly knocked over when she finally puts her arms around you.

“Oh my god, Z!!!” You laugh. You give her a big hug, then you do the same to Tom. “It’s a wonder how we manage to stay incognito with the two of you screaming like this” everybody shares a laugh before you and Timothée take your suitcases and follow Tom and Zendaya to Tom’s car. When you were about to go in, Timothée got a call from his manager, so you waited for him.

“F*ck ! Why right now?!” he swears quietly.

“What? What happened? “ You ask, and all three of you look up at him.

“Jack just told me that I have to go wait for Kylie’s private jet to land.” He looks directly at you, knowing you wouldn’t like that. But he doesn’t like this either. He wants to spend much more time with you.

“Okay you go do that.” You tell him with a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. He knows that, he can see it.

“I’m really sorry, mon cœur. I promise it will be over very soon and I’ll join you later so we can visit a little bit of the city.”

“Yeah okay” you mumble, causing him to sigh. He takes you in his arms, and you reciprocate the hug.

“I love you” he kisses your head.

“I love you too”

You don’t look at him when he takes his suitcase and goes back inside the airport, without his disguise this time. People have to see him with his girlfriend anyway. You don’t know if you are overreacting or not. It’s just that you were supposed to spend time with him in Brazil, a country where both of you never went. You know it’s not because last week nothing happened that this PR idea was over. But a part of you wanted to believe it anyway. Just two weeks right? You sigh loudly and then recompose yourself. Two weeks and your boyfriend is completely yours again, and the world will finally know.

You turn around and go inside Tom’s car, with him being in the driver’s seat and Z right next to him. You go on the back seat and buckle your belt. When you finally look up, you see the both of them looking at you with a look between concern and compassion.

“What?” you say. They look at each other before looking back at you.

“Are you okay?” Tom asks.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Y/n...”

“He promised that he’ll be joining me later to visit the city, so that’s fine” you cut her off. Not wanting to talk about it. You have to see the positive.

You then look at the window, silently telling them you are done with this conversation. They look at each other again before Tom starts the car. Zendaya puts on some music. A good Rihanna blasts inside the car, and you get your smile on your face. You don’t want to be too moody and you want to have a good time with your friends. You don’t see them very often, after all.

The three of you first went to the hotel to get rid of all your stuff. You were supposed to take a quick nap after the early morning you just pulled off, but you were too excited to wait any longer. So you immediately changed into something a little more convenient for the weather and went out. You spend the entire afternoon just exploring the city. Of course, you had to try a snack or two, and it was so delicious. You even took a lot of pictures.

You didn’t want to, but you spent a lot of time checking your phone for Timothée to text you that he was coming, which never happened. It was dinner time when you said to Tom and Z that you were going back to the hotel. You wanted to go wait for Timothée so that you could eat together. And you knew that they wanted a little moment for themselves.

And now here you are, sitting on the double bed. Waiting for your boyfriend to come so you can both go out again.

And you wait, and wait, and wait again. When the clock hits 9pm, you decide to stop having hope. You change into your pyjamas and just scroll on your phone. You want to call Z to talk, but you don’t want to be a bother in their date.

It is 10 pm when the door of your hotel room opens. You told him that you would leave a key at the reception for him. You look up from your phone. Timothée closes the door, and when he finally turns around, you can see his guilty face. At least he knows he fuckep up.

“Hey...” He approaches you and sits on the bed right next to your laying form. He lifts his hand like he wants to touch you, but he drops it with a sigh.

“I know what you are going to say. Don’t worry about it.” You say with your eyes down.

“You and I both know it’s not okay”

“Yeah I know. And I’m glad you know too. You promised you will be there. I don’t even understand how it took you so long just to see her at her jet.”

“I really thought it would be just waiting for her and like carrying her luggage while people watched us.” He pauses for a moment. “But Jack had other plans for us. They wanted us to go around a few spots in the city. I suppose you saw my stories on Instagram.” You did. They were of a few places in the city, and in some of them, you could see Kylie’s silhouette. That definitely made the fans crazy. “Since tomorrow is the convention, they wanted us to take a lot of pictures to post later. I don’t even remember how many times I had to change, so people would think we are on vacation.” He looks at you for a reaction. You don’t say anything. He already knows what you are feeling. “I also had a little talk with Jack and Linda that tomorrow we are going official”

“How?”

“After the panel, they want me to like go off stage and hug her. And while doing so, she will say that she loves me and the mic will catch it so everybody can hear.”

“That will make them lose their minds.”

“Yeah pretty much.” He chuckles with a hint of sadness. “I’m sorry for everything. You know if I could I would have spent the day with you.”

“I know that. It’s just so frustrating. I don’t know if I can go on like this much longer.” You say while playing with his fingers.

“I told you that it’s all going to end soon. I don’t think there will be too much left after that. The Wonka premiere is in two weeks, and I think they planned for us just to post the pictures that we took together. And then I’ll delete them all, and people will think it’s over.”

“Okay. I hope you are right.”

And with that, he goes to change before joining you on the bed. He puts on The Lion King because he knows it’s a comfort movie for you. You were cuddling into him when you heard his soft snores. You aren’t feeling sleepy like him. You are too afraid for that. Afraid of what’s going to happen tomorrow. Afraid of seeing her telling him that she loves him and him saying it back. He wasn’t supposed to, but you couldn’t shake the thought out of your head. And what will people think anyway? What if they liked your boyfriend with her and two weeks later he showed up with you at the premiere? You will certainly get a lot of hate for “breaking them”. You finally drift into unconsciousness due to exhaustion.

The next morning, you woke up and got ready to go to the convention. Jack already gave the pass to Timothée yesterday. When he emerges from the bathroom, he sees you waiting for him at the door. He can see that you are lost in your head, probably thinking of what’s about to occur today. Of course, he understands why. He doesn’t need to be a genius to know that this whole situation is hurting you. It all will be worth it when you’ll be on his arm in two weeks.

“Hey Y/n?” You come out of your daydreaming session to see Timothée walking to you. “Do you think you could tell your head to stop saying bad things to you. It’s really pretty, but sometimes it needs to shut up.” He grins and opens his arms. You roll your eyes.

“Well it would stop if my curly head didn’t agree to this thing” you say with sarcasm. Of course you knew that he didn’t have a choice. He stings his tongue at you.

“What’s on your mind right now?”

“You know what. Remember the rule?”

“Yep no kissing on the lips. I can assure you I want yours and only yours” he says and kisses you. “I. Only. Want. Those. Sweet. Puffy. Lips” he says with a kiss between each word.

“Okay okay stop it now.” You giggle. “Come on, I want to see what outfit they prepared for you.”

And you both go downstairs to catch up with your best friends before you go into the cars. Zendaya and Timothée in one and Tom and you in the other one. There will be fans waiting for their entry, and while you couldn’t be seen for obvious reasons, Tom doesn’t like unnecessary attention, so he will stay hidden with you.

When you arrive, you go with Tom to do a little walk before the panel. See the place while Z and Timothée are in the dressing rooms with Florence and Austin. And you suppose Kylie is there too. When it was time for you to go back to the panel, you both took your seats. It wasn’t too far but not in the middle either.

Music begins to be heard, and the people start to scream like crazy. You are really wondering if your ears won’t try to fund a way to fall off your body to survive.

And soon enough, the panel begins with DenisVilleneuve join soon enough by Austin, Florence, and Zendaya. She wears a white dress that makes her look divine. Well, you think that’s a good way to describe her since that’s the word that felt from Tom’s lips when he saw her. Of course, you agree with him. You tease him about it, but shut your mouth pretty fast when Timothée walks on stage.

“Woaw” you whisper.

“Now I think we can both agree that I’m not the only whipped person here.” Tom grins.

“Oh shut up” you both laugh.

You listen to everybody on stage talk about the movie and its production, the process of everything. You, of course, are listening very closely. You are obviously a fan of your boyfriend, but you also loved Dune part 1. It is really the kind of movie you love to watch. You are so excited when they let you watch the first 10 minutes of the movie. I'm so excited that Tom has to use all his strength, so you will stop gripping his arm like a maniac. When the clip is over and the questions from the fans begin to be asked, you remember what was about to happen. The panel will be over soon, and so will the world know about them. You start to feel nervous so you try to relax a little. Everything is going to be okay. Everything is going to go as planned.

The audience starts to clap loudly, and you realise the panel is ending. You can feel your heart beats loudly in your chest. You see Denis, Austin, Florence, and Z walk out before Timothée follows them. From here, you can see Kylie jumping into his arms. They are in the perfect place, hide enough so the fans think they aren’t supposed to see them, but not hide enough so not even one person can’t see them. They both hug pretty tightly, and then they loosen a little to look at each other.

“I love you” Kylie says. And like planned, the mic catches it and everybody starts to scream. They act like they are in shock, but when the screams got louder that’s your mouth that opens wide.

They are kissing. On the lips. They. Are. Kissing. On. The. Lips. The only rule was no kissing on the lips. And yet, right now, her lips are on his. You feel the tears in your eyes, and before you can see much longer, you run to the exit.

What you didn’t see is Timothée pushing her away immediately. He’s looking at her with disbelief. And when they go in the back, he takes Kylie’s hand to take her to his dressing room before shutting the door.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” he screams at her. He is just so angry. He knows you saw it, he knows it was like a sacred rule. And he’s so angry because when he looked for you he only found Tom looking in every directions to find you.

“What the fuck is wrong with YOU?! Why did you do that?! It was all planned remember” Kylie strikes back.

“This freaking kiss wasn’t!”

“Well I was feeling the moment, and I felt like we needed to kiss. What’s the big deal anyway?”

“The problem is that I have a girlfriend, and the only rule that we had was no kissing!” he said and just storms off. He has to talk to you right now. He can’t even imagine what’s going on inside your head. On his way out, he fell into Zendaya. Who seemed to be looking for him.

“Timothée Hal Chalamet, what did you do?!” She whispers angrily at him. “I just saw Tom's text saying that he can’t find Y/N”

“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, I swear.” He says, completely desperate. “We were not supposed to kiss, I promised it to her, and now I just broke another one.”

“You better go fix this” it’s all Zendaya says. She don’t want to be mad at him. She knows how hard it’s for him because he can’t control anything while he’s the one that has to do all the reparations.

He just sighs and goes again to the exit. But unfortunately, now it’s both Jack and Linda who stop him.

“What?!” Timothée asks clearly annoyed.

“”First you calm down, and second, we are going to talk about the panel.” Jack says.

“I’m sorry. Can we talk about this later? I really have to do something very important.”

“We can talk about that later if you want.” Timothée feels relieved, but Jack had to open his mouth again. “But we have to talk about our little arrangement.”

“What about it?” Timothée asks. He knows he is talking about the ending part of the plan. He looks at Linda for an answer.

“We decided that we were not going to end anything before Wonka was out.” She tells him, and Timothée’s face becomes pale.

“What do you mean? We had an accord. Everything is ending before the Wonka premiere. I can’t do this anymore, guys.”

“We don’t understand why we couldn't go any longer. If your relationship with Kylie stops here, you could say goodbye to your career. People will definitely know it was just a PR thing, and we are all going to be affected really badly. You can say goodbye to any more roles because even if you are in a new movie, people won’t want to see a liar. Wonka will be a disaster and Dune 2, too.”

“I don’t care. It has to stop.”

“Let me be clear” Jack puts his hands on his shoulders. “You don’t have a choice here. It’s either you continue or you lose everything.” He says sternly.

Timothée shrugs his hands off of him and storms off. He feels so angry but also so desperate to find you. He met with Zendaya and Tom to go back to the hotel. It feels like the longest drive of his life. When they are there, he jumps out of the car and runs to your room.

He opens the door and when he enters the sight before him breaks his heart. You are fully crying on the bed. Your back facing the door. When you hear the door shuts, you turn around. He can see your puffy eyes. You stand up and whip your tears away before walking up to him.

“You promised.” You say sternly. “You promised you would take me from the airport. You promised that we would spend time together to visit the city. You promised you wouldn’t go that far with her.” You aren’t screaming at him. You are stating the facts. What you are saying is that you are hurt by all of this.

“I know, okay. I messed up a lot for the last few months.” He starts crying. “I know how much I’m hurting you, and I can’t do anything about it. I’m just so sorry. I prom- I swear the kiss wasn’t planned. I immediately pulled off of her and took her away. I screamed at her right away, and then I stormed off to get to you.” He sniffles. “It’s killing me that I have to do this, and now that this isn’t ending anymore like I thought it was I-“

“Wait what? You’re telling me that it’s not over?”

“I- I know I promised, and I was so sure it was the end. But Jack told me on my way out that there was no way that we would stop this. They said that if we stop now, then people will find out that it was pur bullshit and that my career will be over.”

“Okay...” You just say. You turn around and take your suitcase out.

“Wait, what are you doing?” He starts to freak out.

“I’m leaving okay.” You state while you begin to pack. He tries to take your arm away from your clothes, but you yank it back before turning to look at him. “I can’t do this anymore, Timmy. I won’t. It’s hurting me too much. And what about us?! We are not really together since this whole thing started. We are hurting too much to go on like this.”

“Don’t talk like that. I know we are hurting, but we can do this. We just go on a little longer, then when it’s over, we can be like before. Just the two of us. I will end everything. I will tell everyone the truth and everything will stop.”

“You can’t do that. You know how much I want this to be over.” You chuckle sadly. You take his hands in both of yours before looking into his eyes. “You know that if you tell the truth, then people will call you a liar. Your career will be over. And if we add me in the equation, everybody will think that you were cheating on Kylie. We would get so much hate. It’s the same outcome either way.”

“Please don’t do this” he pleas. “I can’t live without you.”

“I’m doing this for me, for you. We can’t go on like this. This is breaking us apart. I can’t watch you be with her and wait for you to be with me.”

“I promise I can change.”

“You and I both know that you can’t. I know you want to. I know that every promise that you didn’t keep wasn’t because you didn’t want to do so. But every time, this fake relationship is going to come our way.”

“I’m so in love with you Y/N Y/L/N” he sniffles. He knows he can’t do anything about it. You are putting a stop to this because it hurts the two of you too much.

“And I’m so in love with you too Timothée Chalamet. I will always love you. This isn’t me falling out of love with you. This is me choosing us.” You finish your suitcase before taking everything and going to the door. You turn one last time around to see Timothée watching you. His cheeks are so wet from all the tears that still fall from his red eyes.

“I’m going to miss you.” He says and takes you into his arms. You put your head on his chest, wanting to hear his heartbeat one last time. You don’t want to do this, but you have to.

“I’ll miss you too.” You stand back and finally open the door. You stop and look back at him when he begins to talk again.

“I love you”

“Really really really?” You smile. That is the saddest smile anyone has ever seen.

“Really really really.” He reciprocates it.

“I love you too.”

And with that, you walk out of the room, out of the hotel, and wait for a cab to take you to the airport.

“Y/N!!”, you turn around to see Z. Maybe if you tell the story, people would say that it is Timothée that should be here, running after you. But you are glad he is not. You need to do this for you, and for him, you couldn’t go on like this. And if it was him, you are not sure that your mind will stay put. “Why are you leaving? Are you okay?”

“I think it’s obvious I’m not.”

“What happened?”

“I just can’t do this anymore, Z. I thought that I could handle it but I realised that I can’t. I’m hurting too much.” You start to cry again, and she takes you in her arms. “I just love him so much, but this is not possible.”

“Oh sweetheart. You know I’m with you in this. But are you sure this is the right choice to make?” she looks into your eyes. She can see that you are sure of your decision, but she doesn’t want this to happen. She doesn’t want to see her two best friends drift apart. Of course, she understands you. She probably would have done the same. Maybe she wouldn’t have lasted as long as you. When you are going to answer back, you hear a car horn. You both turn to see a cab. Your cab.

“I have to do this, Z. I can’t watch the love of my life with a girl that’s not me anymore.” You say then take your suitcase and walk to the cab.

“Don’t be a stranger” she calls out.

“I promise” you scream back with a smile. A smile full of tears but still a smile.

When Zendaya goes up to your room, she sees Tom waiting at the door. He was supposed to talk to Timothée while she was downstairs with you.

“Nothing?”

“No, he doesn’t want to open the door. You?”

“She left. She took a taxi to the airport and she’s not coming back.” Zendaya decides to knock on the door. “Timothée? Please let us in. You need to talk about it.”

“I need to be alone so get the fuck away!” Timothée screams trough the door. The couple look at each other before deciding to leave him alone.

Timothée isn’t really happy that he screamed at them like this. But he really needs to be alone to process everything. And yes, he took the overpriced ice cream that was in the minibar.

You left. You really left. He just lost the most important thing in his life. He didn’t go after you because he knew you didn’t want him to. He understands your reasoning. He isn’t mad at you for not trying any longer. How could he even think about being mad at you? You are right. This situation can’t go on any longer. He knows that you were hurting too much by this. He thinks that the only thing he wishes is that you saw the way he was hurting, too. He knows it’s not the same, but being forced to do something you don’t want to is horrible. He didn’t want to do this. At first, he only did it to protect you and himself from all the hate. Now he knows that it took proportions that were too big because he knows that you didn’t give up just because it was a little too difficult.

Every time he was with his fake girlfriend, he felt bad. He felt trapped. He felt like a puppet on a string being manipulated by the PR teams and his manager and even by the public. He didn’t have a choice about what he had to do or say or even think. Nobody wants to be held against their will. He feels so trapped in all this bullshit that he doesn’t know how to get away from it.

Days begin to pass, Timothée is back in LA, and the Wonka premiere is tomorrow night. The only thing he knows for now is that he needs to get you back. He thinks you both needed a little time to calm down to ease your minds. But now it’s over, and he will make sure you are both together again. He can’t lose you because he needs you in his life. You bring him so much joy and peace. You bring him comfort every day. He can’t lose all of it. He won’t.

He knows that in order for the bullshit to stop, he needs to go against his manager and his PR team. He needs to tell the world the truth. But if he does so, he will probably lose everything. Not everything because you are his everything to him. But he can say goodbye to his career.

Just when he was about to ask himself if it was worth it, he shut himself up. Of course, it is worth it, your freaking dumbass. He would lose everything if it meant he could be with you forever. Okay, he needs to fix everything NOW.

With this new mindset Timothée jumps out of bed. He is so excited to get you back that his foot gets caught in his sheets, and he falls. He stood up immediately. He couldn’t care less about the pain. He needs to move and fast. The Wonka world premiere is tomorrow, and with the fact that he needs to fly to your home first, then he needs to think of the time it takes to fly to London. Not to mention that it’s already dark outside. He doesn’t stress. He will miss the premiere if he has to.

He takes his phone, unlocking it for the first time since he came back from Brazil. He didn’t want to tall to anyone. No, he didn’t post the pictures with Kylie. Yes, his manager wasn’t happy. He will be even angrier tomorrow anyway. He only checked his phone to see if you sent him anything. You sent nothing, and that’s okay.

He is out of the house in one hour. The time he took to clean himself up, bought his ticket and made his suitcase. While he is waiting for the boarding to begin, he calls Jack.

“Mr Timothée Chalamet. I hope you have a good excuse for what you did. What you didn’t do, actually.” Jack answers immediately, clearly angry at the actor.

“I have a really good one, actually.” Timothée answers with a smile a little too big.

“Well my ears are wide open.” Jack says, annoyed.

“I’m just not doing your fake relationship anymore. It’s over Jack. Tomorrow night, I will be at the premier without Kylie, and that’s final.”

“Absolutely not. You are going with Kylie, and you will play loverboy until I decide it’s over. You don’t have a choice.”

“Actually, I have a choice, and I choose to stop.”

“That’s it I’m not working with you anymore, you fucking-“

“Yeah great bye.” Timothée hangs up the phone. He doesn’t need to hear Jack’s annoying voice anymore. Nobody does anyway.

He texts Kylie’s team to tell them that it’s not necessary to come tomorrow. His flight is ready to start the boarding, but he quickly taps something on his phone before putting it in his bag and walking to his flight. Full with confidence.

T- I’m getting her back.

Z- Took you long enough dumbass. Now go get your girl.

Now that he is standing in front of your door, he wonders if he shouldn’t have prepared a little speech. His confidence is long gone by now. He don’t know what to do. Does he knock on the door? Well it’s a stupid question because he will have to do it. Otherwise, you won’t answer. But what if you aren’t answering? Maybe you’ll see his face then decide not to open the door. Maybe you’ll not even hear that he is there. Well, you are a light sleeper, so maybe you will wake up. Are you even asleep right now? Maybe he should go and come back later. Yeah, that’s actually a pretty good id-

“Timothée?” he jumps at your voice. When he looks at the door, you are right in the doorway dressed in your pyjamas with a tired face and messy hair. At that moment he couldn’t find something more beautiful than you.

“Y-Y-Y/n. What’s up?” What’s up?! That’s what he has to say?! What is he doing?!

“Well I just woke up, and I saw you doing circles in front of my house.” He can’t say what you are feeling right now. You don’t seem angry, which is great, but you don’t seem happy either. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to talk with you. Can you let me in?” You ponder for a moment, but let him in anyway.

“Do you want a drink or something?” You ask when you come back from getting a hoodie. It is one of his. He wants to feel hope, but he also doesn’t want to jump to a conclusion.

“A coffee would be nice. I spent the whole night in the airport.”

“Yeah I’m sure it was pretty long. Don’t you have a premiere to intend tonight? Shouldn’t you be in London right now?”

“I couldn’t go without my girl.” This causes you to stop pouring him his coffee. “Y/n-“

“No. You know it’s impossible. We-we can’t.” Your hands start to tremble, so he takes them in his. At this, you look into his eyes. Those beautiful eyes that you missed so much.

“Y/n it's over. I ended it. I came here to take you with me to the premiere tonight. I want to spend this evening with you and make it unique. Because every moment I spend with you is unique.” He says in a sweet voice.

“How can I trust you? Is it really over?” Your eyes are glowing with your tears that are threatening to fall.

“Do you still love me?” He couldn’t help but hold his breath. He knows you said that you will always live him, and you left not too long ago even if it felt like eternity.

“Of course I do. How could I stop?” You smile, and he smiles back.

“I love you too. And that’s why you should trust me when I say to you that there isn’t a fake relationship in the way. And if you don’t trust me with this-“ He lets go of one of your hands to take his phone. He unlocks it, and you cloud see a picture where the two of you make silly faces. He goes into his call app. “-this is how my phone looks right now. And it won’t stop.”

You can see that he got a tone of phone calls. Some are from his manager, others are from his PR team and even some from Kylie’s. And when you see the messages that he got as well. All of them were in bold and with a lot of punctuation.

“I think that Jack isn’t really happy.” You say with a chuckle.

“You really think? Maybe that is his way of telling me thank you for all the great years.” He chuckles too, and this time you laugh. He can’t stop his smile from growing. “So what do you say? Do you want to come with me tonight?”

“Wait. Do you want me to accept a demand so unofficial like this?” You tease. He rolls his eyes before looking inside one of your cupboards and takes something out. He goes down on one knee.

“Miss Y/N Y/L/N, the queen in my world, would you do me the greatest honor to come with me tonight as my most beautiful date to the Wonka premiere in London?” He opens his hands and offers you one of your favourite chocolate.

“Well, you know I’m a very busy woman, but I think that I can clear my schedule for you.” You both laugh.

He stands back up and takes you into a bone crushing hug. You are both laughing before the tears take over. They are happy tears.

“I’m missed you so much. You don’t know how much I’m happy that I got you back.” He mumbles into your hair.

“I missed you too. So much. I’m so glad you came. Life is so hard without you.” You sniffles. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He slightly pulls away to look at your face then at your lips. And before you know it you are kissing soflty. A kiss full of love. But you pull away suddenly with a gasp. “What? What is it?”

“I don’t an outfit for tonight.” You begin to panic. “And how are we going to be here on time. London is too far you are going to be late for your own movie.”

“If we go in the next hour, we can be on time and all glamed up. I took care of that for you. You are going to make people so jealous, I promise.” He calms you down, and when he finishes his sentence, you run into your house, packing everything.

Timothée watches you doing so. He tries to help you, but you shut him up, so he just sits on the couch until you are ready to go. He can’t stop smiling. He can’t believe he got you back, and this time, he will make sure you don’t even think about leaving him.

Hours later, you are both all dressed up riding in the backseat of a black car that is taking you to the place of the premiere. The outfit Timothée wears is incredible. You are so in love with the necklace. Yours is pretty good, too. It is gorgeous actually and Wonka themed. It is perfect.

“Can you stop with your leg mon cœur? You are making the whole car shake.” Timothée says while putting his hand on your bouncing knee.

“Sorry.” You chuckle. “I’m so nervous. What if people’s don’t like me or throw things at me? And what about the questions?”

“Don’t worry about anything. If they don’t like you it’s their lost. I don’t care because I have you, and I want you here with me on my arm. And can tell you that no one will throw something at you. And if you don’t believe me, I promise I will stand in the way to protect you.”

“You’ll do that for me?” You both laugh before he looks into your eyes.

“I’ll do anything for you.” And you know that he means it.

When the car comes to a stop, your stress comes back up again. Timothée takes your hand and squeezes it, telling you that he was there for you. You nod to him, and he walks out of the car. You can hear the fans screaming like crazy. He goes on your side and opens your door for you before taking your hand in his. When you walk out, you are met with a lot of flashes and a lot of screams as well. People don’t know you, but seeing someone new at Timothée’s arm made them wild. And so the evening begins, you watch the love of your love doing what he loves. He signs pictures, posters, and some crazy things you don’t even understand why, but it makes you laugh. People are asking about you, and each time Timothée answers that you are his real girlfriend. He even goes all to the way, saying that the thing with Kylie was all fake. You were afraid of what people would think, but all the responses you got are pretty great. When you both start to stand on the carpet in front of all the photographs, you are blinded by the lights and slightly put your head on his shoulder. He chuckles slightly before looking at you, is eyes full of love.

“I love you.” He says.

“Really really really?” You ask with a big smile that is contagious.

“Really really really.”

And you knew from that moment that everything would be okay. You both have each other, and that’s all that matters.

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The end of the series. I'm sorry it was so long, but I really wanted it to be in three parts so that the titles would match.

These are the actors and the characters I'm willing to write for. I do NOT write smut. Please don't hesitate to send something. I'm so excited to have a request.

Timothée Chalamet :

Paul Atreides

Willy Wonka

Tom Holland :

Peter Parker

Nathan Drake

Todd Hewitt

The Holland Family & Harrison

Hunger Games :

Finnick Odair

Peeta Mellark

Dylan O'brien :

Stiles Stilinski

Thomas

Mitch Rapp

Joel

Stuart

Thomas Brodie-Sangster :

Newt

Sebastian Stan :

Bucky Barnes

Timothée Chalamet x reader

Part 2

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Summary : You and Timothée have been dating in private. You both want to keep the privacy. But what happens when his PR team has a new idea?

Words : 4.4K

Disclaimer : Hi, here is part 2. Hope you enjoy it. Sorry for the wait. I have to study all day. But don't forget that there is no hate for Kylie or their couple. If they're happy, then it's all that matters.

Warnings : fluff, angst

“Hi Timmy!” You say with a lot of joy. You were so excited to finally be able to hear his voice after what felt like so long.

“Hi mon ange” he says with much less excitement. He was very relieved to hear your voice but he knows what is about to come.

“Are you okay? Is everything alright?” You ask with concern. Of course, you picked immediately that something was off. But maybe he was just tired.

“Don’t worry, I had a long day” he answers, and even if you are not sure whether he is believing him or not, you start to talk to him a bit about what you were doing. But he wasn’t listening. How could he do that? You were there on the phone, sweet voice full of happiness, and all he could think about was the contract he had just signed a few hours ago.

“Timmy? Timothée? Timothée!” You yell a little to gain his attention. Okay, now you were sure something was very wrong.

“I’m sorry mon cœur, I just.... I-I... I’m just so sorry” he sighs. You could hear the desperation in his voice, and by the way he was talking, you could swear he was on the verge of crying. His voice feels so fragile, so broken.

“Sorry? What are you sorry for? Timmy what’s happening? Are you okay?” Your voice full of worry. Is he hurt? Did something really bad happen to him or to his family or even to one of his friends? You don’t know what to do right now because all you could do is wait for him to tell you what is going on. “Timmy I need you to tell me something, please. Are you okay?”

“I’m okay physically, I swear” he mumbles. He knows he has to tell you. The longer he waits, the harder it gets, but he doesn’t want to be the reason behind your sad face. You were full of worry, and he was about to make things even worse. “I-I-I did something today, something really bad. And I don’t know how to tell you”

“It’s okay I’m sure whatever it is, we can work something out together, okay?” You didn’t really know what to think. You want to be there for him, but what if it is something that will break your heart? Now, you are just afraid of what he is about to say.

“I had a meeting earlier with the PR team” he begins, and you hold your breath, preparing yourself of what’s about to come. “They had this idea to help me gain attention from the public. And I wasn’t really happy about it”

“Wha-What is it?” you ask. It takes some time, but he finally sighs and tells you.

“They want me to date someone” your heart stops. “They asked me to date Kylie Jenner” He finally tells you what was on his chest. But he doesn’t have time to feel relieved or relaxed because stress starts to eat him whole.

“I-I-I” you are at a loss of words. You don’t know what to say or how to react. It’s like the information didn’t kick in your brain. “I just don’t know what to say.... I don’t understand why?”

“They think that if I date her then I’ll be in the spotlight and that my movies will gain a lot of interest since apparently poeple are mad for the report of Dune and that Wonka doesn’t come out until December.” He explains to you trying to help you understand their mind even if he’s not okay with it.

“And what did you say?” You don’t really understand how that is the best solution, but you wanted to know what he thought of it.

“I told them no, of course, I was really angry at them, and I still am.” You feel relieved that at least he doesn’t want this. But you know there’s more. “But...” There it is “I still signed the contract”

“Why....?” you ask with your voice barely a whisper. He exhales loudly.

“I promise you I said no at first, I told them that I couldn’t do it because I didn’t want to and that it was clearly not necessary. All I could think about was that I already had you as my girl, and I didn't need or want to replace you. I couldn't do that to you, to us” he defends himself, and you could hear that he started to cry. “But I couldn’t tell them that, and I thought that you wouldn’t want me to expose us just for that. I just didn’t know what to do. I felt trapped and overwhelmed with the situation. I felt like I couldn’t get out of it, so I just signed and left.”

You just don’t know what to feel. Well, yes, you feel nothing. Your brain is just offline, like it doesn’t want to process everything. What are you supposed to say? Seriously? Of course you aren’t okay that’s for sure, but are you supposed to cry or to understand what he did? That he didn’t have a choice? Or did he really have any? You wanted to say that he should have told them about you, but was revealing your relationship really the best idea? Do you really want the public to know? Definitely not.

“Mon cœur? Please say something... I need you to tell me what you think”

“What would you have to do?” You ignore his, please. And of course, he knows you were doing it on purpose, so he sighs.

“They told me that it’s going to be just a lot of fake pictures, really. With us walking outside, holding hands, and being fake happy. And maybe some kisses but nothing, including lips. I can assure you that. I only want yours”

“Nothing much bigger?”

“No not for the moment, at least. They want us to have this act like we dont want people to know, but we are not good at hiding it. They want us to reveal it in a bigger way, but they don’t know how for now” he knows this isn’t the best, but he wants to at least be completely honest with you.

“No kissing?”

“No I promise I won’t put my lips on hers”

“When does it start?”

“Tomorrow” if people could ask him, no, he didn’t feel like he was doing an interrogation. “I promise I will tell you everything before anything happens so that there is no surprise” he waits a moment before he hears you sigh. You were processing everything, contemplating what to say or even what to feel.

“Okay” you just say.

“Okay? Are you really sure it’s okay?”

“Listen, I’m sorry, but I just don’t know how to feel. Of course I’m not glad and it’s like I don’t understand how it is the best thing to do. My head tells me that you didn’t think of us, of me. But-”

“Y/N I promise you I did it because all I could think about is you and-“ he tries to tell you, afraid that you are mad at him but this time you are the one cutting him off

“BUT at the same time I’m really glad you didn’t expose us. I-We discussed it a million times, and I’m not ready for the public to know. I like us this way.”

“Me too” he smiles for the first time since the start of this conversation. “You know I want to keep you to myself as much as you do” and when he hears you giggles, he just knows that everything’s going to be okay. It will be hard, but you could both survive this.

“You need some rest now, okay? It’s really late for you”

He doesn’t want to go, but it’s really late, and with all the things that happened today, he was just so exhausted. But at the same time, he was glad it was okay between the two of you. “You are right, I should go to sleep”

“When am I not right?” You tease.

“I wouldn’t put myself in your bad side, so I’m not going to add anything .” he chuckles. “I love you so much”

“Really really really?”, and his smile just got bigger.

“Really really really.”

And with that, you hang up the phone. Timothée went straight to bed. He was really exhausted. And on the other side, there is you, looking at your phone reviving everything from this conversation. Your boyfriend is going to date another woman just for the purpose of his new movies. And that’s when it hits your brain, and you couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. You wanted to understand him and the need of this situation, but you just couldn’t. Everything felt like a dream for one and a half years, and now what? The universe didn’t want you to be happy? You aren’t mad at Timothée you really aren’t but how are you supposed to take all of this?

And your head just kept spiralling for at least two hours until there were no tears anymore because you just relaxed yourself. Timothée loves you, and you know it isn’t just words. It’s real, and you love him too, so much. So all you have to do is watch him act in real life with another woman, but you know that at the end of the day, he is yours.

You felt really better, as happy as you can be right now, but you still want to talk a little about it with someone, so you take your phone and dial the number.

“Hi girl what’s up?” Zendaya’s voice comes out once she picked up.

“Hi Z. Nothing much really. I just wanted to talk” you say, and Zendaya could see right through you like a best friend would.

“Aaargh what did he do?” she groans, knowing it's about Timothée and you could hear Tom in the background asking the same thing, and rapidly enough, you are sure Z put the phone on speaker for him to hear. Yes, you were private, but in this world, private means that Zendaya and Tom knew about it. They were your best friends, after all.

“It’s not really him that did something. It’s his PR team” and you go on and on about the whole conversation that you just had with your boyfriend. How he was supposed to date Kylie Jenner and the promises that he did to you and, of course, why he did accept.

“Oh my that’s bloody messed up” Tom says “Ouch!” and that’s Zendaya hitting him on the head. “Sorry Y/n/n”

“No that’s okay, you are right” you chuckle, but Z wasn’t having it. She can’t wait to call this Halamet boy.

“How do you feel about that?” she asks with such concern that you laugh lightly, but soon between your laughs, there is a sob.

“I’m just really, really afraid of what’s coming, guys. I love and trust him with all my heart, but” and the tears are back. “I’m just so afraid of what is going to happen to us. What if this stupid idea just tore us apart? I dont want to lose him.”

“Listen Y/n/n.” Tom catches your attention “You need to calm down because, yes, this idea is really bad, but I promise you that everything is going to work on in the end.”

“He’s right, you know. This guy loves you so much it’s sickening. You two are far worse than us, and that tells a lot. I can assure you that you two will just love each other even more and I can tell you that we have your back. I’m going to make sure that he doesn’t do anything stupid.”

The words of your friends give you so many feelings, and you mostly feel confident. You can do it. You both can because you love each other and mostly you trust each other. It’s just a phase, a bad long moment to go through together.

“Thanks guys, I really appreciate that. Everything is going to work out.”

“Of course it is.” Z add. “I just want to give you a hugg now, but we have to wait two freaking months.”

“Yeah, I can’t wait to see you two at the convention for Dune”

“It’s going to be bloody awesome.” And you all laugh.

“Thank you, guys. I’ll call you later.”

“Bye Y/n/n!” they both say, and then the call is over.

And with that, you work to the end of the day before going to sleep. You. Could. Do. this.

The next morning Timothée wakes up. Not really feeling it. After what happened last night, he doesn’t know what to think. And it’s also because today is the start of the worst role he ever had to play. He goes to his emails and sees that Jack sends him what the plan is for today. Apparently all he has to do is go the his favorite coffee shop to order something and sit for awhile and Kylie will appear like magic and discussing for awhile and paparazzi will have a private source to tell them where they are. At least that’s easy to do and doesn’t need a lot of romance. He forwards you the mail so that you know when you’ll wake up. He just goes on with all the prep he has to do and put on a cosy outfit so that the paparazzi don’t know it’s all a part of the plan. He walks to the coffee shop, enjoying the fresh morning before autumn starts. When he arrives, he orders his coffee and goes straight to a boot next to a window that will be best for the photos. Just when he sits down, he gets a text from Zendaya. Oh no. He was in for a ride.

Z- She called me crying last night.

T- I know it’s really messed up. How is she?

Z- Afraid mostly. She doesn’t want to lose you. I understand your way of thinking but this isn’t a good idea.

T- You really think I don’t know that? I’m sorry, but I just felt so overwhelmed, and I didn’t know what to do.

Z- Just be careful, okay? She trusts you. Don’t make her doubt on anything. Alright?

T- Z I’m in love with her, and you know that. I will do everything so that nothing hurts her more. I promise.

Z- I trust you with that. Call me or Tom if you need help with anything.

T- Will do. Thank you, Z. I promise I will take care of this.

Z- You better.

“I’m sorry, is this seat taken?” he hears a voice. And when he looks up, he sees none other than the Kylie Jenner dresses in a casual outfit with sunglasses on, just like him. She wears a big smile and he reciprocates it.

“Of course not. Otherwise, the plan is not going to work” he feels bad for letting that go so easily. “Sorry just not really feeling like I want to be in this situation”

“Don’t worry about that, I understand. When they told me what we had to do for the sake of our careers, I was a little mad.”

“But you accepted it anyway” he says a little to defensively.

“If you think it was my idea, then forget about it. But I mean, I see where they want to go with this, and it can’t affect me in a bad way, so I signed. It will help my brand, so that’s cool.” She explains.

He wanted to feel hate for her, but this isn’t her fault. Yes, she agrees with all of this, but she doesn’t know that there is someone in his life. He doesn’t know if he should at least tell her so that she knows that there are some limits for him, and that’s why he acts a little too angry. But after reflection, he doesn’t want her to know for now. He doesn’t know if he can trust her. And so the plan begins. They talk, not so much, but they talk a little, and when they receive a text from their managers telling them that the paparazzi are outside, they go and act. Laughing and after an hour of pretending, they both get up and say goodbyes, leaving in different directions.

You are in your kitchen, cooking when you see the photos trending on Twitter. Your boyfriend and Kylie Jenner are laughing while drinking in a coffee shop. You aren’t surprised since you read the mail. And with that, the plan begins. You are okay for now, at least. It’s all fake, after all.

And it goes on and on for a month and a half. They started to do more and more fake dates. Each one you knew about appart for two because Timothée didn’t know about them until they happened. There is nothing to be mad about, but you are hoping it doesn’t happen again because it was making you more anxious. You are globally okay. Each day Timothée makes sure you know that he loves you even if these past few days he stopped sending you cute texts. But you still try to call every day, even if it happens less and less, and he drowns you in sweet words, even if the calls are really short because he’s so tired. There's nothing to be worried about, right? That’s all normal. You think too much.

You are preparing a suitcase because tomorrow you’ll fly out to see Timothée. You are really missing him and sort of in need of his presence. Even with all the sweet words, you are starting to worry a little and to get a little insecure. So, I'm going to pass some time with him for a week before the two of you go to the convention. Will you do you good. You are actually so excited to see his face.

A few hours later, you are at the airport, waiting outside for your boyfriend to come pick you up. He was supposed to be here an hour ago.

Y- Are you there yet?

T- What do you mean?

Y- Well I’m at the airport right now, waiting for you. I already have my suitcase and all.

T- Aargh, I forgot to tell you. I’m with Kylie right now.

Y- Okay I’ll find a way to come.

T- Great. I’m really sorry, mon cœur I really forgot.

Y- Don’t worry about it. It’s fine.

T- Don’t forget to walk in with the back door. Nobody can see you.

You don’t want to answer anymore. Did he forget that you were coming today? That’s impossible he sent you a text this morning telling you how he can’t wait to see you. So... he wanted to see you but he actually forgot when you were supposed to arrive. That’s nice. That’s pretty nice. You then call a taxi, the only way you could go to his house apparently thanks to your boyfriend. Well, thanks to this curly bloody boy.

Yes, you are mad. You don’t want to, but he didn’t have the decency to warn you about this part of this plan. And is it really hard to cancel one fake date? He could have at least done that.

You take a deep breath and sigh. You can’t think that way. You don’t know how much of a choice he has. So you just take your suitcase to go into the taxi and go to his house.

When you are there you remember that you have to go to the back door. It didn’t shock you when he told you to do so because that was how you did it last time. So you just walk in with your keys. You go straight to his room since you supposed that he isn’t there if he is with Kylie. You put your suitcase on his bed so that you can put away your clothes in one of the closets, but you stop yourself when you hear noises downstairs. Maybe Timothée is back. You couldn’t stop smiling when you rushed downstairs to greet him and give him a hug. You enter the kitchen, and when you see him, you just jump on him, giving him a big hug.

“Woaw!! What are you doing here?” he asks with shock, but you don’t seem to catch that this wasn’t really a happy one.

“I thought you weren’t here, that you were with Kylie, so I just came in.” You say with a big smile. But something was off with him even if he hugged you back, and you just realised that. “What’s wrong?”

“Timothée?” and you look up to see Kylie Jenner in the doorway. “Who’s this?” she asks kindly.

“Oh I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.” And you both shake hands.

“Are you his cousin or something?” she asks.

He didn’t tell her about you. You know that you never discussed it with him, but isn’t it common sense to realise that she should know that he has a girlfriend? So that she knows there are some limits? And that’s when Timothée clears his throat.

“Actually Kylie, this is my girlfriend Y/N”

You can see the shock on her face and just after her eyes widen in realisation. She immediately engulfed you in a hug before looking at you.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry I didn’t know. If I knew, I would never have said yes.” You are actually surprised. You were ready to hate her, but here she is apologising to you. She turns to Timothée. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Yeah we kind of decided to keep it private, and I just didn’t know what to do.”

“Yeah no I understand. I’m just really sorry Y/N”

“Don’t worry about me”

Kylie is at Timothée’s house because they wanted the paparazzi to take a picture of her car in his alley and of her leaving his front door. So you just talked for a few hours. She is really nice but you don’t feel like talking with her. She still is your boyfriend’s fake girlfriend, and watching how the two of them interact with such complicity made you feel more insecure.

Not soon enough Kylie is leaving, you watch hiding in the kitchen how your boyfriend kisses her cheek and says goodbye with a loving smile. He’s really a good actor. Okay, now you have to stop otherwise you’ll break down, and nobody wants that. You decide to go lay on his bed to wait for him to say bye-bye to his wannabe girlfriend. And sure enough, after a while, you feel the bed deepening and arms grabbing you to rest your back against a chest.

“I’m so sorry, mon ange” he whispers while kissing your head. “I’m so happy you are here. I missed you so much” he tights a little his arms. You slowly turn around so that you can take him in your arms, too. You aren’t really okay, but you missed him so much, and you just need him right now. You spend a few minutes like this, relaxed to finally be with each other.

“Are you mad at me ?” he asks quietly.

“I don’t know” you mumbles.

“Please talk to me” he says sweetly, needing you to elaborate.

“I just, I just don’t know what to think. It’s really difficult for me to see you with her. And I know it’s fake but the more you spend time with her the more we don’t talk. You promised you were going to tell me everything and you didn’t keep that one. And you actually forgot that I was coming today and you just left me. I know you don’t always have a say in this situation, but all of this is starting to bring me down mentally. I just miss being loved by you, and I’m so afraid that this thing is going to break us” You are fully crying, soaking his hoodie, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is how his heart breaks at your words.

“I know it’s difficult, mon cœur. It’s so hard for me, too. I’m sick of seeing myself every day knowing that you are hurt because of me. I know I messed up badly.” He begins to cry in your hair. He sniffles and lift your head so he can look into your eyes. “I promise you, and I can assure you that I will keep this one. I promise you everything is going to be over soon.”

“I really want to believe you, but do you really think that your PR teams could forget this idea?” You say your eyes, no longer looking at him.

“Hey” you look up “I talked to Jack yesterday, telling him I couldn’t do it anymore. He didn’t want to give up at first, but when I told him that a break up would do as much noise as if we were still together, he reconsidered it. He told me that just before Wonka was out, we were going to end everything.”

“So just one month?” You hold so much hope in your eyes

“Just one month. And then, if you are okay with that, I want you to come with me as my date to the first Wonka premiere”

“You mean... going public? Wouldn’t we get more hate than if we would have done it before all of this?”

“I don’t care about what people think of us. I’ll protect you”

“Okay”

“Okay?” he asks with a big smile. “You are willing to do that?”

“Well, I have to tell the world that this boy is mine” you answer with a smile just as big as his. You both chuckle, and Timothée just tights his arms around you, feeling relieved that he hasn’t lost you after all.

“I also had to play the grandma card” he says, causing you to look up at him once again. He could fall in love every day with your eyes.

“You did not!” You gently slap him, and he laughs. “You know your grandma asked you to stop telling people she was sick to get away with everything. One day, she is going to curse you.” And you couldn’t help but to laugh with him.

And right now, while you were laughing with your loving boyfriend, you are full of hope. One month is really long in this kind of situation, but the end is going to be worth it. You just feel like everything is going to be okay from now on.

If only you knew.

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Timothée Chalamet x reader

Part 1

Part 2 Part 3

Summary: You and Timothée have been dating secretly. Both of you want to keep the privacy. But what will happen when his PR team has a new great idea?

Words: 2,4k

Warnings : none really, angst, fluff

Disclaimer: Hi, this is my first fic. I'm sorry if there are any faults English isn't my first language (French is). And also, no hate to Kylie or their couple. If they are happy, that's all that matters.

He slowly opens his eyes, carefully too so the light won’t burn them. But when he opens them fully, he is clearly not disappointed because the sight that comes before his eyes is just perfection.

You lay there sleeping peacefully, maybe dreaming of something nice he doesn’t know. What he does know is that your sleeping form made him smile.

He doesn’t want to wake you up but when he saw what time is it he knew that you would have preferred to be awake with him right now than sleeping all morning. It was almost time.

So he raises his head so that he could see your pretty face better, gently nudging you so that you would get off of your sweet dreams.

“Hello mon ange, Rise and shine”, he whispers with a sweet voice, but he has nothing from you . He tries again, and this time, you groan. “Oh come on, I know you’re awake, mon ange”. This time, your groan was even louder, causing him to chuckle. “My beautiful groaning monster” he sings, but stop when you slap him... well when you try to, but really, you just hit the air.

“I’m not a groaning monster” you pout “And I’m not awake yet” giving him the opportunity to swarm you with kisses all over your face getting loud giggles from you.

“So are you awake now?” he grins.

You slowly turn your body so you’re facing him, a big pout on your face but when you see his smile you immediately drop the act “Good morning Timmy”, you say with a tired smile.

“Good morning, mon cœur”, he smiles bright. It’s like his lips can’t go down anymore. “Come on, give me a hug” he gestures with grabby hands for you to come into his arms.

“I don’t want to move” you pout again.

“Okay you choose your fate” he says, and you don’t have the time to react before he is on top of you.

“Timmy! You are crushing me!”

“Don’t care. I. Want. A. Hug” He says, pausing to give you a kiss on your face.

“Okay okay okay, I’ll give you a BIG hug, but first you have to move, you big baby”, you say.

“You promise?”

“I promise”

He smiles again and moves the two of you, so now you’re the one on top. And you just stay there, laying with your head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat while he soflty draw on your naked back but nothing sexual, just the two of you enjoying this particular morning.

After a few minutes Timothée looks at the clock on your bedside and sighs.

“Is it time?” You ask, clearly sad to what’s about to come.

“Yeah” he kisses your head answering with the same tone as you. He doesn’t want to move from you

“We have to move, or I’ll be late”

“Okay... I'll go get your breakfast and you finish your bag?” You say really sadly again. The mood is just sad this morning. You start to get up, but he stops you. “What?”

“Can I at least get a morning kiss?” he asks, causing you to smile again. That’s all he wanted. Well, he also really wants a kiss. And you oblige, kissing him softly. He hums, and you giggle while detaching you from his soft lips.

You get up and walk to the bathroom with the clothes that you prepared yesterday while he puts on his and makes his bag, taking the last things like his charger, his hat, and glasses. You go out and make your way to the kitchen to open the fridge and take his box with his food and a fresh bottle of water. It is like you are in robot mode. You just don’t want today to be real, and yet here you are, packing your bag with all your keys and your wallet. Timothée comes into the hall and starts to put on his shoes, and you join him to do the same. When you’re both ready, you look at each other.

“Ready to go?”, he asks with a sad smile while putting his hand for you to take.

“Ready” you say with the same smile, of course taking his hand.

You both go in your car, and you start driving. You both talk, like the sad mood went off for a moment, just happy to still be together. And after what feels like too early for the both of you, you arrive and park the car. You both go out of the car and take his bags. And then you stop, facing each other. The sad mood resurfaces. It is time. You both don’t know what to say, so Timothée just opens his arms with a smile. You smile back and go to hug him.

“I’m gonna miss you” you say, causing him to engulf you more.

“I’ll miss you more” he says. He’s really going to miss you, so freaking much. He doesn’t want to open his arms. He wants to go back with you to your home. He’s on the verge of tears, but he can’t let them go. It will only make this moment harder for the both of you. He knows he has to go now, so even if it kills him, he pulls away slightly to look into your eyes. Your beautiful, gorgeous eyes. He will have to wait to see them again with this sparkle that he loves. He takes your chin with his hand, and he kisses you. He hopes you can feel all the love he has for you with the way he kisses you. Because he does love you so much that it hurts.

“I love you”, he says when you both pull away.

“I love you more”

“I don’t think that’s possible” he grins, and you smile again.

“Well I think we both know who loves the other more, but I'll let you think otherwise this time” you smirk, causing him to laugh loudly. “Now go before I cry for real” You push him lightly, not really wanting him to go.

“I think you already are” he says, wiping the small tear on your cheek, and you both chuckle. He puts on his hat and glasses, you making a joke about where your boyfriend goes. He groans because he knows that you’re mocking him on his abilities to hide from the paps. He looks at you again.

“I love you”, he says again, not caring if you are boring from all the time he says it. Little did he know that you couldn’t get bored of him saying it.

“Really really really?”, you ask. That was your thing.

“Really really really.” He answers, and you both let go. He starts to walk to the entrance, looging back to give you one last smile and a little wave that you return. And with that, he finally walks through the doors of the airport.