🔅Thomas brodie-sangster one-shots🔅

🖤Stop Snapping Me🖤

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Y/N- Your Name
Y/N/N- Your Nick Name
Y/H/C- Your Hair Color
Y/E/C- Your Eye Color
Y/B/F- Your Best Friend

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He was jealous. That doesn't mean you break up with him. Well not usually. This time you had. He had just gotten so angry. You had been hanging out with one of your friends and he made a pa at you. You handled it, but that 2qwng enough for thomas. Thpmas had pushed him up against the wall and yelled at him. And honestly it scared you. Its been two weeks since your break up

All day Dylan, your other bestfriend, had been snapping you, with every detail. It was getting annoying. Every once and a while he would send you  a photo of thomas sulking around. Dylan kept blaming you for Thomas's inability to focus.

Dyl: well, if its not your fault then who's is it?
Y/n: HIS
Dyl: JUST KISS, FUCK, AND MAKE UP ALREADY!
Y/n: Dylan!
Dyl: what?!?
Y/n: dont talk about my sex life!
Dyl: or lack there of.
Y/n: that's not true!
Dyl: ...
Y/n: what?!?
Dyl: let's hope thomas won't read over my shoulder.
Dyl: also your a lier.
Y/n: no I'm not!
Dyl: yes you are, I know you still love thomas, and there is no way you have taken a rebound yet.
Dyl: tell me I'm wrong.
Y/n: stop texting me.
Dyl: *sent the photo.* he's still thinking about you.
Y/n: stop snapping me.
Dyl: please just get back together with him.
Dyl:answer me y/n
Dyl: please y/n/n
Dyl: he's so sad.
Dyl: I know you still want to be with him.
Dyl: please just text him
Dyl: call him?
Dyl: booty call him?
Dyl: just do something. Stop leaving me on read.

Seen

Maybe he was right. You did still love him. Maybe he learned his lesson by now. After about 20 minutes you decided you wanted to talk to him.

*bzzzzz*

Your intercom buzzed and you walked over to the speaker.

"Please, y/n, can we talk?" You heard a familiar voice ask. It's as if he read your mind.

You buzzed him into your little apartment building. You tidied a few things up, putting a kettle on for tea. And a few minutes later you heared a knock on the door.

You walked over and opened it to see a nervous, yet adorable, thomas. Stop! You told yourself, stay strong! He scratched the back of his head and you let him in. You sat on a the couch and he stood there like he didn't know where to go. Oh God, you missed him. You looked at his outfit and he looked really cute. His black skinny jeans fell perfectly on his tall yet skinny legs. You wanted to kiss him. The stressed look on his face made him look adorable. But. The bags under his eyes darkened and his hair was a mess, his face looked skinnier than usual, and he had let his stuble grow out. Finally after a minute of awkward silence he spoke.

"I'm so sorry. I really am, i'm so sorry that I scared you, i'm so sorry that when I pushed him you felt threatened by me. I'm sorry that I did it in general. I know that I thought it was fine before, but I know now that it was part of a larger problem." He rambled, and you bit your lip because you really wanted to smile at the man you loved. "I need you to know that I would never knowingly hurt you. I will never put my hands on you I would never hit you and I will never be violent towards you. You have to believe me because if you don't I will never be able to forgive myself." You tried to speak but he kept on rambling, and you started to laugh a little.

"That guy. He just kept saying shit to me about you and I couldn't take it anymore, he said some terrible things and I just need to shut the asshole up-"

"Thomas." You tried to say calmly.

"And then he tried to get with you-"

"Tom." You giggled.

"And I really am so-" you stood up and he looked confused but kept talking. You grabbed his face and kissed him hard. He pulled you toward him and you got lost into the kiss. But you broke away from him. You pushed him onto the couch sitting next to him.

"Calm down, your okay, I forgive you." You reassured pushing a lock of his hair out of his face. "You just really scarred me, it was so violant." You said sadly.

"I know, it won't happen again." He said to you.

"Good."

"Please move back in." He pleaded. "The apartment is so lonely, and I haven't slept in two bloody weeks, I got so used to you laying on my chest to fall asleep."

"I will, but your lucky, you should thank Dylan, he has been bothering me all week telling me how he knows I still love you, and that you were so sad you couldn't focus." You laughed a little.

"Im going to buy him a damn house." He joked and you giggled.

Your so glad you don't have to miss him anymore.