Our Story/TBS imagine

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A/N: hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't posted this in a while I'll post it a lot now don't worry! I've just finished it on IG but for those who haven't read it can read it on here! Thanks K

A few days later I had my first appointment to look around some homes.
My parents didn't suspect a thing! Despite the fact that I was trying to get more hours in work for money and on my computer was furniture for my flat.
I hadn't heard much from Thomas which made me Slightly sad but I brushed it off because he said he was busy filming a 'film'.

I parked my car next to the building and climb out.
I looked at the towering building.
My first thoughts weren't positive. The building looked old and tired, possible dangerous.

I began to walk to the entrance.

"Y/N!" Someone screamed.

I turned around to see Thomas.
"Hi! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I thought you wanted me to help pick your house?" He asked.

"I thought you were filming?"

"I've got a few hours free. Anyway, I don't like it."

"What?"

"The building. I've been here for about 10minutes, I don't like it. I haven't been inside but I don't think its a go."

"How can you say that when you haven't even been inside?" I asked.

"Come on, you're thinking it too." He beamed a smile at me.

"Maybe." I said shyly, making him laugh.

We walked into the building to see the same woman smiling at us.
Thomas put his arm on my shoulder and shouted "the happy couple are here again!"

I nearly died of laugher at the woman's expression but I screamed "no they're not!"

We looked around one of the flats and I wasn't pleased at all.
It was dirty and old fashioned.

"I think it needs a lot of work, but that way you can make it your own." The woman said confidently.

"That means money, money, money." Thomas whispered to me.

And I knew he was right. The only problem was I couldn't afford money, money, money.

I left the building feeling disappointed but I had two more apartments to look at.
Thomas couldn't hang out with me anymore because he had to go back to 'filming'.

"Yes, okay, Thomas."

"Honestly!" He laughed.

"Well, text me this time!" I laughed.

"Okay, I will." He smiled, becoming all serious. He hugged me and waved me off as I drove away with a large smile growing off my face.