Our Story/TBS imagine

5

It had been a week since the wedding. I had gotten so many calls from my sister I lost count but each time she left a voice mail.
She sounded more hurt than she did on the final one which was yesterday.

"Hey Y/N" it replayed in my head "I know dad would be mad at you if you picked up and I know you won't pick up but I'm about to get on the plane now, to leave this place and to start a family. I am happy, sis. I know what I'm doing. I love you and I think you did the right think so please don't feel guilty because I would of done it as well. It wasn't fair what dad did. But I forgive you. One day we will be back together. Even if its next month or in a few years. But I love you Y/N, so I'm not going to leave you like that." She let out a long sigh. "Tell mum I love her, yeah? And tell dad I'm sorry." I heard her voice slip. "I've got to get the flight now, bye sis, I love you!"
And with that the message ended.

I cried for over an hour.

But I've come to a decision.
I need to move out and away from my family.
I was to afraid but the wedding was too fair.
I'm going to look at small houses or flats and buy one.
I love my parents, but they've always been so over protective, I need my space now.

I was pulling on my coat when my phone buzzed.

'Hi.' Was the message, I realised it was the boy from the wedding, Thomas. Took him a week to text me?
'Are you okay? I didn't know whether I should of messaged you after what happened at the wedding.'

Sure, I thought, sure.

'Can't imagine how sad you must be. Text me if you want someone to talk to.'

I sighed and unlocked my phone to reply 'I'm actually going out for a bit. Wanna meet up for a drink?'

He replied within seconds.

'Sure! I know a good coffee shop on Vaws street! Meet me there?'

'Be there in 5' I replied, trying to stop a smile spread across my face.

I ran out of the door and leaped into my car and drove to meet the cute boy.