Dylmas - We started out young

Chapter 3

So here's the third chapter I hope you like it. I'm just saying that I have very big plans for this Fanfic in the future and sorry that these chapters are shorter than the ones on my Thominewt story. Anyway hope you enjoy this!

~Thomas's P.O.V.~

I'm being shaken again to get woken I up. I look over hoping it's Dylan again, but it's my mom. "What?" I mumble, and shove my head in my pillow.

"It's 12:00, you need to get up." She said and rubs my hair.

"Ok. I was happy for a minute cause I thought you we're Dylan." She frowned. I realized how mean that sounded. "Well, I'm happy it's you but I would've been happier if it was Dylan."

"Okay then, anyway get your butt downstairs you missed breakfast so I'm, taking you to Mc. Donald's for breakfast." She smiled and kissed my head and walked.

~ Dylan's P.O.V ~
They had finally arrived at the grandparents after 8 hours on the plane.

"Hi Dylan how's my favorite little boy doing?" My gandma says bending down to hug me.

"I'm alright. I missed you." I snuggled into her hug. I figured she'd be the one to answer the door because my grandpa has been sick lately. He probably sleeping in his room.

"Aw I missed you more." She kissed my for head and greeted my mom and dad. I took the, ch Can ance to ask when she finished the conversation with my grandma.

"Hey mommy?" I ask running up to her.

"Yea Hun." She says looking at me curious.

" Can I call Thomas, I promised I would call him once we got here?"

She sighed. "Sure, but remember don't get to close to him we don't want you guys to kiss anymore got that." I nodded and she dug out her phone from her purse and clicked some buttons and handed it to me.

I put it up to my ear. It was ringing. It rung once. Twice. Three times. And then I heard his moms voice.

"Hello?"

"Hey, can I talk to Tomm-... T-Thomas?" I asked walking out of my grandparents living room hoping to get to talk to Thomas in privacy.

"Yes, actually he just got out of the shower because we went swimming and he's in his room I'll go get him." I giggled and heard her footsteps as she walked across the hall.

"Honey, I'm coming in." His mom said.

"Wait mom I'm getting dressed. Oh never mind cause your already in here!" I heard slight annoyance in his voice.

"Sweetie calm down Dylan's on the phone and wants to talk to you."

"OHHH, yea. Give me the phone." I heard his footprints run to his mom. "Mom give me the phone."

"You have no pants or shirt on." I giggled as thoughts of him in his underwear appeared in my head.

"Oh well he can't see me through the phone."

Apparently he snatched the phone because in seconds time he said "DYLAN!" close enough I knew he was on the phone.

"TOMMY!" I yelled he probably had busted eat drum.

"I miss you soon much how was the plane ride, was it scary, did you throw up, what did it feel like, who did you sit next to, are you okay?" I laughed through the phone at how fast he asked, and how concerned he was.

"It was okay, when we lifted up in the air I got creeped out and no I never puked, well, I almost did, but that was when we we're going down to the airport. And it feels like normal when your on level and in the air. And I sat next to some old man who I think was staring my mom the whole time and yes I'm okay." I breathed out hard on the last part because I spat the words to fast.

I heard him laugh at the end of the line. "Okay good, anyways, I miss you soo much like really much."

"Well if you want I can call you tonight."

"Yea that'd be awesome." He squealed as I saw my mom come into the kitchen.

"Sweetie let's go upstairs to see grandfather, say goodbye to Thomas." I nodded as she left the room.

"Dylan? Dylan? You there? DYLAN?!" Thomas shouts through the phone making me jump.

"Yes I'm sorry but I have to go see my grandfather now."

"Aww." He moans, which I find adorable."Well I love you Dylan soooo much."

"I love you more Tommy." I giggled.

"No, you don't, I love you more, way much more."

"Nope, maybe next time. But I miss you, and I have to go."

"Okay bye Dylan."

"Bye Tommy." I looked at the phone, and touched the end button.

"COMING MOM!" I ran upstairs. Where I find my mom, dad and grandparents in my grandfathers room. He was laying in his bed with some covers over him.

"Hey grandpa." I quickly walk over to hug him. He has had cancer for a while and it won't be too long before it gets into his bones and he dies.

He let's go of me and caresses my cheek. "I love you, you know that right." He says.

"Yea, I love you too, I hope you feel better." His hand leaves my cheek and leads back down and back on his bed.

"Yea, me too." And he fell asleep.

"Mom, is grandpa gonna be okay?" I ask hugging her leg. And she pets my hair.

"I don't know sweetie, if God says it's time to go then it's time to go." I nodded, my family was on top religious, every Sunday - Church, every meal - Prayer, Gays - Not aloud, Baptized - I was forced to. And yea it sucks.

If I ever told them I kissed me Thomas they would probably kill me. End of the story. That is why I'm not going to tell them. "Okay let's go downstairs and give grandfather some alone time." She grabs my hand and leads me downstairs.

I really hope the grandfather gets well, when I lived me and grandfather were really close, he would take me on hunting trips, and to go fishing. If he died I'd be super sad, I wouldn't know what to say or do.

I think I really need Thomas right now, even when I was mean to him a long time ago every time I got hurt, or I was crying, or complaining somehow he was always there for me even when I was sad. I miss him. I wish he would've came too.

Thomas's P.O.V 3:00pm

Its been 3 days since Dylan left, which in kid time is 3 years, turns out he's only gonna be there for four days, every time he called me, which was mainly when he woke up and when he went to bed, he would talk about how his grandpa was only getting worse, they had a house nurse over there but she's not helping much they need the hospital, but there too religious because they said it's his time to go, and they shouldn't try to stop gods doing.

Any way right now I was playing in our front yard with my dad we were playing catch, pretty Cliche but I just found the game fun, even though we were using a soccer ball.

Dylan kept crawling back into my mind, and that caused me to bout notice the ball which hit my head and went somewhere in the street, I started laughing, and so did my dad after he asked if I was okay.

Then my mom shouted it was time to for dinner, my dad went inside to help set up plates while I started walking to go get the ball across the street. I ran to get the ball once I got it I turned around head lights we're the first thing I saw before I completely blocked out.

Thomas's Moms (Lia's) P.O.V

I heard a loud then and crash outside, and I realized Thomas wasn't inside me and Jerry, raced outside only to see our little baby laying on this side of the street near the curb.

"THOMAS!"

Hey guys I'm SOO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN 500 YEARS! Please forgive me, I promise this time I'm going to update this really soon I swear. And sorry, for spelling errors. But thanks for staying with me. Hope you enjoyed.