Thomas and I had just got to the entrance of the airport to wait for my family, before two hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me into a hug.
"woah, what the-?" I began to say before seeing my younger brother, tristian, hugging me so tight I felt like he was strangling me at the waist.
"hey little buddy, could you like, let go a tiny bit?" I asked breaking in between each word, to be able to catch a breath a little bit.
"sorry" he muttered before letting go "thanks" I replied a little laugh came afterwards
"Tristan this is Thomas, Thomas this is Tristan" I said, pointing to both of them when I said there names.
"hi" Thomas said awkwardly. my brother was twelve years old so I am 10 years older then him what is a long time but my mum had me when she was 23 and then my brother when she was 33.
"where's mum and dad?" I asked Tristan, looking around for any sign of them.
"oh there in the café" Tristan chirped, then pointed over to the window where they where sitting "okay then let's go over and say hi" i instructed.
i put my hand in Thomas' and we all started to walked over.
"EWWW are you two like" Tristan pointed both of his pointer fingers at each of us and then brought them into together "TOGETHER?" He yelled, I nodded, a bit puzzled why it was so 'gross'
"ewww" he whispered, as he turned around with a shiver.
we finally got over to my parents, and you will never guess what Tristan did...
Note the sarcasm
"MUM! DAD! STOP TALKING NOW!" he paused for a second to wait for my mum And dad to stop talking "what is it this time?" My mum drooled.
"TIFF IS DATINGGGGGGGG-" he turned around to point at Thomas "THIS GUY"
"Stop yelling, your scaring away the staff" my dad said with a chuckle "awwww, he's so Hansome, what's his name?" She asked me
"Mum he's not a dog, he can speak for himself"
"Hello, he's not a dog! How are you?"Please note that my mum is 42 if any of you bothered to do the math
"Umm actually my name is Thomas and I am fine thanks a bit jet lagged though"
"I know, I'm not crazy I was just teasing" my mum chuckled at her little joke, while Thomas laughed nervously, that was very awkward...
"Not cool mum" Tristan and I said at the same time,
"JINKS" we both shouted
"JINKS AGAIN" we both yelled even louder then the first person.the rules of jinks -or at least my version- is if you say the same thing at the same time then you have to say jinks, but if you both say jinks then you have to say jinks again, and if you both say jinks again then the first one to pinch the other one on the upper arm wins the battle.
and that's where it left Tristan and I, I quickly rushed to pinch his upper arm but I stopped when I felt a small pain in my upper arm
"hey!" I cried before checking out the situation, Tristan pinched me... I was so close as well, I looked at him with my mini death glare, he was giving fist bumps to the air and chuckling like there was no end
"not funny" I complained rubbing my arm.
"That's enough now, we should head off" my dad complained before picking my brother up using the fire mans lift "come on mister, I don't think you can walk in that fit of laughter."Thomas P.O.V
When we got back to tiffany's parents house I dropped my bags in the hallway and looked around myself, in the hallway was a huge chandelier right in the middle of the hall and big set of stairs leading all the way up to the second floor.
"you've got a lovely home Mrs hope" I said to tiffanys mum "please, call me Claire, and thank you, it's been in the family for centuries it's like a family heir loom in a way" she replied, a smile plastered over her face
"wow how many years has it been since it was built?" I asked her
"I don't know exactly, I think about 100 years"
My mouth dropped "wow! that's a long time""Yea it is, went all the way back to my great great great grandfather" she commented
"But hey, enough blabbering, tiff will show you to your room and let you unpack, I presume your sleeping together?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
I scratched the back of my neck "well, umm, yes and no, urr, in ways" I delayed my words hoping she would catch on but she never did, she just gave me a funny look and then chuckled.
"okay then, we will sort that out later. tiff? Come here and help Thomas to his room" she called out before tiff came peeping through a doorway with an apple in her mouth.
"hmmphh" she mumbled nodding, half of her words came out muffled because of the apple in her mouth gripped between teeth
She picked up her suit case and then She signalled me to follow, so I grabbed my bags and we both headed upstairs to my- or our- bedroom.
She leaded me through a door and into a huge bedroom with a California king sized bed, it's duvet a white and silk violet s swirls.
The wall paper was a pastel shade of violet, and to one side of the room was massive dome window with a door in the centre leading onto a balcony
"This is where we are staying, bathroom over there"
Tiffany Said pointing over to a white door, I put my bags onto the bed and opened it up, inside where all my clothes and vital toiletries for staying.
"oh just shove all your clothes into this draw" she said pulling open a grand chest of draws, I nodded and shoved all my stuff in the the draws and put my toiletries into the bathroom and collapsed on the bed
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Blossoming hope -DISCONTINUED-
FanfictionI dug deep inside of me to find that little bit of hope, that could blossom into something beautiful "I, I guess I do." When Tiffany was younger she would always dream of getting married and having children. When she moves to London, into a little a...