My eyes flutter open as they adjust to the foreign room around me. Remembrance of last night flows through my head as it slightly pounds due to my hangover. I got way to drunk last night.

Timothée probably thinks I'm an alcoholic.

I swing my legs over the side of the large bed that was much more comfortable than the bed in my dorm.

Luckily today is a Saturday so I don't have to worry about rushing out to a class, just a photo shoot later.

I make my way to the bathroom attached to the bedroom and take in my appearance. I look horrid.

I try to flatten down my hair and wipe the remaining mascara that I didn't get off last night out from under my eyes.

I slightly rub my head as I walk out of the spare room and into the living area only to see the back of a shirtless Timothée cooking something on the stove in the kitchen.

I walk through the living area and to the kitchen and take a seat on a bar stool as Timothée takes the pan off of the hot burner and sets it on a cold one.

He turns his attention towards me slightly holding back a laugh as I rub my head. "The Advil is in the second cabinet from the left of the refrigerator"

I nod with a laugh and make my way to the cabinet. As I open the cupboard my eyes scan for the Advil only to see that it's on the top shelf, much to me and my short heights despair.

"Timothée how do you expect me to reach it all the way up there?" I ask as I slightly jump trying to reach the medication.

Just as I jump again Timothée reaches from behind me, over my head, and grabs the bottle. I sigh and turn around to face him only to notice the lack of space that is now between my body, which is pressed back against the counter and his body.

I tilt my head up to meet his gaze as his eyes travel up my body with his lips slightly parted.

Butterflies

"Here" he slightly breathes handing me the bottle.

I grab the pills from him as he slowly backs away and my heartbeat begins to slow down to its normal pace.

What the fuck just happened

"Thanks" I mutter under my breath with my head down while I make my way back to my spot on the barstool.

I swallow the pills dry and lay my head down on the counter top, waiting to feel the relieving effects.

"I'm not an alcoholic by the way" I laugh slightly as I raise my head to meet Timothée's stare.

More butterflies

He laughs along with me, putting the eggs, and now bacon that he just cooked on two separate plates. "Don't worry I was way worse in college" he says sitting down on the stool next to me, handing me a plate.

I eye the food as I feel my stomach growl. I thank him and begin to eat.

As I take the first bite of heaven my eyes roll back into my head. "Timothée this is sooooo good. I haven't had a real cooked breakfast in weeks"

He laughs at my sudden outburst. "I'm glad you're enjoying it"

Just as he starts to speak again my phone rings interrupting him.

I reach over the counter and grab my phone swiping the answer button, seeing its Ashley.

"Hello?" I speak into the phone with a mouth full of eggs.

"Adeline Hayes where the fuck are you?" She practically screams into the phone.

I pull the phone away from my ear rubbing my head again as Timothée laughs. "I forgot to text you but uh... I slept at Timothée's last night"

"Bitch no way, is he good in bed" she gasps into the phone, being very loud once again.

My eyes go wide as the boy next to me laughs even harder, signaling that he definitely just heard her.

"Ashley ew I said I slept at Timothée's not with him" I roll my eyes as I take another bite.

"Ugh I forgot you were uncorrupted. But you're sure you just slept?" She questions further.

"Yes Ashley. In separate beds. I was too drunk to walk home. Now can we discuss the details when I get home?" I ask, wishing I didn't even pick up the phone call.

"Sure, but you won't get away with this" she sighs into the phone as I hear Eden agree with her in the background.

We say our goodbyes and end the call.

"Sometimes I feel like she's my mom" I sigh resting my head back on the counter.

Timothée laughs at my remark. "So any special plans today" he questions as he grabs our plates and begins washing them.

"Um yea actually, I have a photo shoot later today and I think I'm excited" I say checking the time, relaxing once I notice that's it's only 10AM.

"You think you're excited?" He asks laughing.

"Yea I'm really nervous so maybe I'm excited?" I explain even though it comes out more as a question. "It's my first big shoot with my new agency" I continue, as he begins drying the now clean dishes.

"You have an agency?" He asks slightly surprised.

I nod while I laugh at his shock. "Yea I signed with them before I moved here and now they are giving me actual shoots and stuff"

"There's so much I don't know about you" he states as he leans across the counter, propping his face up with his hands.

I mock his actions with my elbows on the counter and my face propped up on my hands. "Yea I know" I mumble as I notice how we've become very close in proximity for the second time this morning.

Our eyes study each other, both of us with a silly grin on our faces. "I need to get going" I whisper with a sigh as we break our unspoken staring contest.

"No don't leave me" Timothée whines as he comes up from behind and wraps his arms around me, resting his chin on my shoulder.

If I get any more butterflies in my stomach I might fly away

We stay in this position for what seems like hours even though it was unfortunately only a few minutes.

I change back into my clothes from last night and throw my hair up into a messy ponytail.

Timothée walks me down to the lobby of his apartment and we say our goodbyes.

I make my way back to my dorm only to be bombarded with questions as soon as I enter and I immediately have explain the whole night all the way through to my two very curious roommates.

"So do you like him" Ashley asks as if we were in middle school and boys still had cooties. "That's such a stupid question of course you like him"

"I don't know, I think I do but I really shouldn't" I sigh, curling my knees up to my chest.

"And why shouldn't you?" Eden pushes for an answer.

"Because I don't know if he feels the same, I just feel like it's different than it was when we were just communicating over the phone" I run my hands through my hair, wanting to pull it out.

"You should talk to him about it. There's clearly some sort of sexual tension going on" Ashley says with a shrug as if she just stated the most obvious thing.

"Ashley sexual tension? I've barely kissed a boy" I reply sarcastically, but all three of us know it's true.

"Okay just because you're an innocent little virgin doesn't mean there can't be sexual tension" Eden speaks up time.

Ashley nods pointing at Eden. "She's got a point Addy, plus guys find that virgin shit so hot"

I immediately cover my ears at their comments. "Okay that's enough I'm going to shower" I say trying to exit this conversation.

I grab my things and make my way to the showers. After I shower I quickly make it back to the dorm room and grab my things for the photo shoot.

I say goodbye to the two, still very curious girls and grab a taxi to take me to the location.

As I'm in the taxi my mind wonders off to Timothée. I've never been this confused over a boy before. I've always been able to read the guys I've been with but Timothée seems unreadable.

I knew that things were going to be different once we hung out in person but I don't know if this is a good different or a bad different.

Maybe I should talk to him about our 'status' but I don't want to totally fuck things up if he doesn't feel the same.

As my taxi driver alerts me that we are at the location I wipe all thoughts of Timothée out of my head.

Time to focus Adeline

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girl can you let us breathe

waiting for timmys comment

@tchalamet.

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@tchalamet.

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omg no way

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omg yes way

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armie what are you doing

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oh nothingggg just talking with the gals

see I was going to comment something cute but now it's just weird

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i would still like to hear it

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come over later and I'll tell you

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I'll be there at 8

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@armiehammer. @edenhemple. We gottem ladies and gents

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