Our Story/TBS imagine

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The typical English ran splattered against the glass.

I stared at my phone.

Today Thomas was returning from America. The scorch trails finished filming yesterday and he had a party with the others last night.

He phoned at about 1 in the morning;

"Y/NNNN" Thomas stirred down the phone.

"Are you drunk?" I asked, rubbing my eyes so I could wake up quicker.

"Well, we had a partyyyy last night and I, er, what?"

"Thomas, when does your plane leave?"

"In about an hour." He laughed.

"You won't be sober by then!" I screamed.

"Wow! Y/N! I'll be fine! Kaya is with me and everyone loves Kaya."

"I'll get him home!" I heard Kaya shout.

I sighed "okay, be safe Thomas."

"Anything for you." He replied.

"I'm serious Thomas, you could get hurt!"

"Y/N! You got to relax!"

"Thomas!"

"I love youuuuu"

"I love you too."

Then he hung up the phone.

It was now 3pm.

Their plane should of landed at 11 and he should of been home at least three hours ago!

I had phoned Kaya over 100 times and Thomas 200 times. I wasn't okay anymore and was extremely worried.

"Y/N!" I heard Hazil running down the stairs. She ran into the living room where I was. Tears were streaming down her face. "I can't believe this has happening. Why me?" She cried out and fell to the floor.

"What? What's happened?" I asked.

"Its Thomas."

My heart stopped.

"What about him?"

"He's... He's been in a car crash."

"W...what?"

"My parents, now Thomas! What do I do?" She screamed.

"Oh my god. Where is he?" I asked, feeling the tears well up in my eyes.

"I...I don't know... I don't know." She screamed and I ran up to her and held her in my arms and rocked her back and forth.

I should I stopped him.

He was way to drunk.