《Observer - Timothee Chalamet》14
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Although Timothée and Heaven were graded a C for their projects , they never felt upset about it . They usually spent the time together , rather than actually working on it.
" You have no idea , shes so pretty , shes just so flawless" Timothée said .
" She shouldn't ever know about you though , please , im begging you . Dont scare her off like you did with everyone else"
"Its not that , you know i love you. Its just , just please , i need her"
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Heaven rested her head on her pillow and smiled . If she could , she'd paint his face inside the walls of her heart . It would be his new shelter , the way she felt towards him would keep him warm during cold nights and his touch would generate enough electricity to provide him with light .
She was interrupted by a knocking sound , causing her to instantly look at the door , but then she realized it wasn't her door , it was coming from the window .
Heaven's window was opaque , so all she saw was a dark figure standing outside her window . She couldn't help but feel terrified .
'w..who is it' her voice came out weaker than she had expected .
'Heaven its me' whispered a familiar voice that she could instantly identify between hundreds of thousands.
She opened her window not believing her eyes , she helped him climb in still confused to why he decided to visit her at almost midnight .
She was terrified of her parent's reaction to if they ever found out she let a boy into her room , she was terrified they'd ever find out she even had a friend from the opposite sex .
'Todo what are you doing he-'
'Did you draw these' he said gasping at the art that filled her walls .
She sat on the bed and played with her fingers while he roamed around her room staring at every piece . He turned back to her after he was done and had the biggest grin on his face.
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He tucked a piece of his curls behind his ears and sat next to her on the bed .
'I'm sorry i know i could have waited till the morning , but i couldnt sleep without showing you'
Heaven smiled scrunching her eyebrows .
He blushed looking down and raised his sleeve . She looked at his arm and felt something that she had never felt before .
On his arm was her doodle , except it wasn't really a pen doodle anymore.
She moved her thumb across his arm over it , causing the hairs on his body to stand up in respect for her .
' you got it ... tattooed' she whispered , still not taking in anything.
He just blushed and smiled . She found the enough courage to look him in the eye , she felt like she was lost , in a wild forest during a sunset , his eyes and all the colors had the magical ability to .
He moved in closer to her , her heart felt like it was made out of iron , and he was a magnet controlling its movement . Her heart didnt feel as strong as iron though .
Their foreheads touched , neither of them could gather their breaths , control their hearts or make the next movement.
Their noses came to contact , he rubbed his nose with hers for a few seconds , all of their organs felt like they were burnt to ashes due to the strong electricity they felt .
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