For noel // thomas sangster

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Thomas Sangster imagine:
Thomas' POV

"Thomas, come help me decorate the Christmas tree." Noel's Angel like voice echoes from down stairs. I put my novel down and make my way towards the angelic humming. Noel turns around to face me with a smile plastered on her face. Her eyes sparkly and lit up, her cheeks a vibrant pink. In this moment everything is right. My beautiful girlfriend, whom I want to spend a million years with, the light orange glow from the fire, the smell of freshly made ginger lattes. I elope Noel and snuggle my head into the crook of her neck. "Forever and always my dear."  

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