𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞
𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: photographer!timothée chalamet x fem!famous!antagonist!reader
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: timothée tells his friends the story of when he dated his crazy ex.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: NOT A ROMANTIC FIC AT ALL!! super toxic, dramatization of ‘psycho ex’s’, based off of the blank space music video, this is purely for entertainment purposes!!! (swearing, some alcohol and arguing with slight violence, fire, manipulation!) some sex talk, mentions of cheating
y/c/e: your color eyes, d/h/c: different hair color
second part of the 1989 series
“and so, she had been filming me from the bushes, literally the whole night! i guess she had been following me and stalking me for weeks. when i confronted her about it, she burned all my clothes!” haider let out a small chuckle while the glass of gin slowly approached his awaiting lips.
the group of men laughed and gasped, the only sounds in an otherwise silent room. dylan lightly dropped his fist on the table, shaking it ever so slightly. “now, SEE? that is one crazy chick.” shaking his head, he pursed his lips and sipped his drink, handing some of the liquor to the man on his right.
“ehhh…i don’t know.” wes leaned into timothée’s shoulder, wincing and kissing his teeth. “tim over here, has had worse.” timothée could feel the gaze of everyone while wes patted his shoulder, almost as if he had won something. keeping his expression flat, he scanned the faces of his nearby friends.