Insomniac

Facing It alone

After the first movie, Thomas finally understood just what level of pain Charlie could be in. It seemed that every so often, her body would shift next to him and she would need to stretch. Her face would morph into some type of expression that he knew she was fighting to try and not let him see. Eventually though, towards the last scene of the movie he had enough. "Dylan be dammed." he hissed taking the blankets off of the both of them. 

Then, as Charlie watched him with a confused look, he rose to his feet. "What are you doing?" She asked. 

Before he even responded, Thomas had turned and entered her bedroom, then her bathroom. Eventually, she could hear the running water from the living room. 

"Alright, come on." He approached her side and she groaned. "Shower now, relax, I'll make something to eat and put the next movie in." 

Rising to her feet she just chuckled. "You're bossy." Then, taking a step forward she could feel her body retracting with the familiar aching pain. 

Suddenly her feet weren't on the ground any more, the entire world felt fuzzy. She didn't pass out though, the sudden movement threw her off kindle. Thomas had swept her off the ground and into a bridal style carry. "You have know idea Charlie." 

The bathroom was already warm due to the damp steam. Once inside, he placed her down gently. "You're okay? You know..." 

"Yes Thomas, I'm fine. Thanks." her pink lips curved into a smile. 

Both froze of the slightest time however as he placed her onto the ground. she was still holding onto him lightly, hands clutched to the shoulders of his shirt. Then, everything seemed to freeze. Their eyes met, water echoing in the background. However, Charlie was able to pick up on something more than just the running water. Through the dim lighting, the warm steam, and the trickling of water, Charlie's ears caught notice of the rapid beating. Both of their hearts seemed to be out of control, the entire situation was out of control. However, it never felt so right. 

His breath trailed tauntingly across her cheeks and down her neck. Thomas's much larger hands wrapped carefully around her lower back. Then, with a curl of her lips she dropped her head to look away from him. "Alright slick." Patting his chest she stepped backwards earning a crack from her knees. "I'll meet you outside." 

He nodded as his teeth chipped over his bottom lip. Then, turning he exited the bathroom leaving Charlie with a big smile across her lips. Shaking her head, she locked the bathroom door and chuckle. God damn Thomas Brodie Sangster.

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Thomas stood over the stove with his phone to his ear. "Yeah she's okay." He spoke calmly to Kaya. "Just a little out of it, sore you know?" 

"Yeah, well just keep us updated. Dylan and I are going to go get something to eat then I am sure we will be back. If you need anything or she does, just text me." 

Suddenly Dylan yelled from somewhere in the background. "Use protection!" 

Thomas just rolled his eyes as he stirred the macaroni and cheese. Another favorite of Charlie's. "Funny Dylan. Funny." 

"Ignore him, he's a child." Thomas was sure that somewhere on the other side of the line Dylan was shooting Kaya a death glare.

"Yes but I'm afraid he is our child. I'll let you know if we need anything, thanks again." 

"No problem. Talk to you later." 

"Yup, have fun, be safe." 

"Will do Thomas, bye."