《Pipe Dream || Timothée Chalamet》02
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It's been a week since I moved into my dorm and began the newest chapter of my life. Classes start tomorrow so I'm enjoying my last day of freedom.
I decided to explore the city a little bit today, Ashley and Eden decided to stay behind to catch up on their sleep. They were out partying last night.
"Coffee for Adeline" The barista calls out, pulling me from my thoughts.
I smile as I grab the coffee and exit the coffee shop.
While I try to find my way back to my dorm I quickly realize that I'm lost. I pull up the maps on my phone and enter the address of the dorm building.
As I struggle to follow the directions on my phone, hold my coffee, and walk all at the same time I round the corner of a big brick building and instantly collide with another person, the remainder of my coffee spilling all over their white, very expensive looking sweater.
I instantly raise my head up from my phone, to meet eyes with the victim of my absent minded mistake.
I have to stop myself from screaming when my eyes meet his. Timothée Chalamet.
I just spilled my coffee on Timothée fucking Chalamet.
"I am so sorry holy shit I wasn't paying attention and I-" I cut myself off as I begin to ramble as my mind catches up with what just happened. My eyes are wide and my cheeks are definitely flushed.
"It's okay I don't care too much for this shirt anyways" he laughs completely brushing off what just happened.
Holy shit
"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I can't believe I just did that" I continue to apologize repeatedly.
"Its seriously all good, I swear. It's not even that much coffee" He slightly laughs again, staring at the fresh medium sized coffee stain. "I'm Timothée" he sticks his hand out to shake completely ignoring the fact that I just spilled coffee on him and ruined a probably very expensive sweater.
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"I know"I blurt out.
My eyes go wide again as my hand flies over my mouth to stop anything else from coming out. He laughs at my embarrassment as I compose myself.
"I uh- I'm Adeline" I reach my hand out to shake his.
"Are you lost?" He questions looking down at the maps on my phone as Siri tells me that she's 'rerouting'.
Stupid robot bitch
I nod my head yes as my eyes shoot to the ground in embarrassment. "Yea I thought it would be a good idea to explore the city before classes start tomorrow but I forgot how to get back to my dorm" I admit still blushing at the ground.
"Maybe I can help, do you know the address?" He asks as my head raises once again to meet his eyes.
"Uhm yea it's on the corner of Broadway and West 114th street, it's Hogan Hall" I speak, remembering what my mom told me to say if I ever got lost.
"Holy shit, you're a Columbia student?" He laughs a little louder this time.
I laugh along and nod my head. "Yea something like that"
After a short, but very awkward silence he begins to give me directions.
"Uh yea- so from here you'll just walk straight that way for two blocks" Timothée points "and then take a right then walk down a block and then you'll be there" he smiles at me.
"Thank you so much, I should get going" I return the smile. "I'm sorry again, about your shirt"
"Don't sweat it" he smiles.
I thank him one last time and as we both walk our separate ways, me to my dorm and I'm assuming him back to his apartment to change shirts.
"Adeline" I turn at the sound of my name. "I never got a last name" Timothee calls out, walking backwards down the busy New York sidewalk.
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"Hayes" I call back. "Adeline Hayes"
And with that we both turn back to our original paths and go on with our day.
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"And then he was all like 'holy shit your a Columbia student' and i was like 'yea something like that' and then he gave me directions and then as we walked away he called my name and was like "I didn't get a last name" and I was all like "Hayes, Adeline Hayes' like trying to be mysterious and then he like smiled and nodded and that was it" I breathed out, finishing my story while staring at my roommates eyes practically bulging out of their skulls.
I was now back at my dorm and I immediately told Ashley and Eden about my run in with the Timothée Chalame.
"Holy fucking SHIT" Eden practically screeched.
"He was sooooo into you" Ashley adds to the screech fest.
"Definitely not he probably thought I was a weird little fan girl" I laugh at their mini freak out session.
"He asked for your full name he definitely wants more info about you" Ashley argued.
"OMG check your Instagram Addy, he definitely looked you up" Eden urges, calling me by my new nickname that her and Ashley made up for me.
"I doubt it" I roll my eyes as I pull my phone off the charger as they scoot closer to me on my bed to look over my shoulder.
As I open the Instagram app my eyes almost pop out of my face at the notification.
followed You
The room erupted into screams.
"FOLLOW HIM BACK ADELINE" Ashley shakes me by my shoulders.
"OKAY OKAY CALM DOWN" I scream back at her.
I push the follow button and continue to stare at the notification.
"You totally have to post a picture now" Eden continues to push the subject.
"Yes like a really good one. What about the ones we took while we were waiting for the subway a few days ago?" Ashley asks referring to the mini photoshoot we had just a few days prior.
"I highly doubt he'll even see it but I'll try" I shrug.
As we go through the pictures I find one that we all like and post it.
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me thinking about how classes for Columbia start tomorrow... :(:
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so pretty
wow so she's pretty and smart
insta model but make her smart
pretty baby
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no u🥺
follow back?
everyone say it with me, addy is baby
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*slowly all together* addy is baby
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why did Timothée like this?
uh timmy wyd?
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