Our Story/TBS imagine

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"WELCOME TO THE SANGSTER HOUSE!" Thomas cheered.

"Its so big!" I said, mesmerised by his beautiful home.

"Thank you." He smiled.

He dumped his bags on the floor and unlocked the door.

I stepped forward but I stopped when Thomas put his hand in front of my chest.

"What?" I laughed.

"I must be a gentlemen!"

"What?"

All of a sudden Thomas's arms slided under my legs and across my back. He pulled me off of the ground.
I panicked and wrapped my hands around his neck.

"THOMAS!" I screamed.

"What?" He laughed, staring into my eyes.

Then, once again, I was frozen, staring into his eyes like a whole new universe just me and him as its inhabitants, just me and him and nothing could break it.
I wish.

"Y/N." Thomas whispered.

"Yes?" I replied.

"I love you." He lent in to kiss me but shot back when we realised Hazil was still with us.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" She screamed.

"Oh Hazil." Thomas moaned.

"That's gross. You can't do that whilst I'm living with you." She argued.

"So for the rest of my life?" Thomas asked.

"Pretty much." Hazil pushed past us and into his house.

She dumped her bags on the floor and ran out of eyes view.

He sighed.

"Maybe she could live with my parents?" He asked.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!" I smiled.

"It will be." He whispered.

"What?" I replied.

"Nothing." He said childishly and leant close to kiss me again. But just like last time Hazil shouted before anything could happen.

"IM HUNGRY!" Her voice echoed through the home.

I laughed

"Duty calls." I poked him gently.

He slowly lowered my legs to the floor and then took his arms away from my back.

I picked up my bag.

"I'm hungry too, what should I cook?" I asked him.

"Do you want me to cook?" He asked picking up his bags and leading me into the house.

"No, it's fine, you've done a lot today. I'll cook."

Thomas locked the door.

I turned around to see Hazil. She laughed. "There's no way I am eating something Y/N has made. Uncle Thomas, I'm begging you, please make my tea."

"Hazil, don't be so rude!" He scolded her.

"She will burn it!" Hazil argued.

"You need to learn to live with her!"

"shut up! I'm going to my room!" And with that she ran up to her room, sending me a glare leaving me and Thomas stunned.

I knew - in the deep part of your mind where the things that were true but you didn't want them to be are kept  - that Hazil will do everything she can to get me to leave.

And so far, it was working.