timothèe chalamet imagines

Cheating

I felt the hot tears run down my face. My breath was caught in my throat, and for a moment, it felt like my heart stopped.

I sat on the sofa, staring at my phone, refusing to put it down no matter how painful the picture on it was.

There he was, kissing another girl.

Timothèe and I had been dating for almost 3 years. He has to leave for work... a lot. More than I would like of course. If I had it my way, we would be together 24/7. I thought that's what he wanted... or at least that's what he told me.

I thought things had been going well for us. This was supposed to be his last film of the year, which meant the next three months were going to be just us, cuddling up by the fire place and watching classic movies all day. This film was short, only a month shoot. I counted down every day for him to get home. But now, I'm dreading him coming home.

I didn't even mean to find the picture. It popped up on my feed and before I knew it, my own sister was sending me the picture asking "what's going on?"

And I didn't have an answer.

Because I have no idea why Timmy would be kissing his co- star. He's never shown any sign of being a cheater, ever. Never even looked in another girls direction when I'm with him. He seemed to put all of his attention on me, his work, or his family.

I thought we were happy, but I was clearly wrong.

The door opening and closing was what snapped me out of my trance, and before I knew it I was scrambling to at least try to prepare for this conversation.

I heard him prop his suitcase up in the entry way, take off his rain coat and hang it up, and put his shoes in the closet. His footsteps grew closer to the living room. And the louder they got, the louder the thudding in my chest got, and the more I felt like I was going to pass out.

I watched him come in, turn on the brighter light of the living room, and watched as a smile grew in his face when he saw me, but then quickly turn into a concerned look, noticing right away something was wrong.

"What's going on?" He said walking over to where i siting, taking a seat next to me

I didn't bother to look at him, and as hard as I tried to stop it, another tear rolled down my face

"Mon amour, why are you crying?"

"Are you cheating on me?" I said softly, still staring straight ahead

"What? What are you talking about" he chuckled a bit. Does he think this is a fucking joke?

He must have realized I was being dead serious because he got up leaned down in front of me, face right in front of mine.

"Will you tell me what's going on?"

"You kissed her"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Meredith, your co-star! You kissed her" I unlocked my phone quickly and threw it at him. Getting up and walking to the bedroom, slamming it behind me.

It took a second, but eventually I heard the frantic footsteps to our room. I stayed behind the door, the tears still streaming down my face. There was no stopping them

"Mon amour please let me in" From behind the door

"Don't call me that"

"It's not what you think I swear"

I whipped around unlocking the door a pulling it open quickly, the sadness turning to anger in almost an instant

"Please then enlighten me, because it looks like you're cheating on me and you got caught"

"It's not- y/n I swear"

"What Timothèe!"

"We were all at the club, remember I told you we were going. It was a big group of us, and most of the guys got super drunk and got a cab home. And she, well her apartment wasn't far away"

"You slept with her!" My eyes went wide

"What? No no no! She asked me to walk her home because it was so late, we were the only ones not drunk. I didn't want her to walk home alone, because she's my friend y/n, just my friend"

"So why did you kiss her?"

"When we got to her apartment, I told her goodnight, we talked about set the next day. Y/n she must have gotten the wrong idea, she kissed me. What you didn't see from those stupid photos was me pushing her off, and telling her that I have a girlfriend and that I don't have feelings for her"

I closed my eyes and my head dropped. I'm such a fucking idiot

"I wanted to call you, right after, but with the time difference, I knew you'd be sleeping and I figured I would be able to get home today to tell you before you saw them online, but then there was a layover-"

I cut him off my pulling him into a hug.

"I'm sorry" I whispered

"You can't be sorry because you have nothing to be sorry for"

"I'm such an idiot, I should've trusted you"

"Y/n if the roles were revered I would have thought the same thing. You're not an idiot"

"Look at me" he whispered

I tilted my head up and looked in his eyes, which were kinda watery, making me feel even worse.

"I would never cheat on you. I love you so much it hurts. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me"

I smiled and kissed him gently.

"I missed you" I whispered

"I missed you more"