I gazed into the beautiful waterfront with a massive smile on my face of nothing but adventure ahead of me, having thought over all the possibilities of my life. This outcome was an utterly beautiful one to say the least.

"There's my dreamer!" I gazed at a smiling Timothee as he sat next to me in his daily attire as Willy Wonka, my best friend that I've known my entire life practically.

"On break in between takes I see Chalamet." I nudged him with a playful grin upon my lips, not believing how far he has come since we were kids. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't have feelings for him. It was getting harder and harder to deny, especially with how much time we spend together. I was graced with the most amazing job of looking after him on his different projects.

"That's why you're here. To keep me in line." He suddenly threw his arm around me with his green eyes never leaving mine, so full of passion, joy, and all of the above for what he does, pulling me closer to him.

"This is just beautiful Timmy. Everything about this movie is completely beautiful. Unique. And the fact that I'm apart of it is a dream. Thanks to you having faith in my acting abilities." Did I forget to mention? I'm not only here to look after Timothee. I'm also apart of the cast! My character was trapped by Scrubitt, who just so happens to love Willy in the end. Which my acting won't be a complete lie. Because i truly love Timothee. I just never thought I was elaborate enough for the lifestyle. But to be fair, he wasn't like that. He was still himself, not letting fame change him.

"Why wouldn't I? I know you, (Y/N). I know what you're capable of. And besides, I can't imagine not having my best friend by my side." He always knew what to say to make my heart literally swoon. I knew I looked like a goofy schoolgirl looking at him. But he never said a word about it if he noticed. And he was sweet for that.

"You're too charming sir." I said whilst we stood from our usual spot these past few days of filming, his hand holding mine to lift me off the ground to head back to our usually scheduled program. Wonka was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. It felt like complete magic. And I never wanted it to end.

"Maybe because you bring that out in me. Or maybe I just do it on purpose to impress you." He simply walked away with his words trailing behind him as if he didn't want me to fully hear them, but I did regardless. He typically wasn't shy around me, unless it had to do with something on certain topics. Timothee could be shy, believe it or not.

"I heard that by the way! You don't have to impress me, Timmy. Because you alone are enough for me. Everything about you. You know that." I grabbed his arm before we got back onto set, his eyes searching mine as I searched his for answers as well. Suddenly, it's as if we lost all control the minute our lips connected in the middle in such passion, such.... love. Love that we've felt for so long but yet, scared to admit in fear of ruining our friendship. But how could it? It would only make it stronger.