Tom hasn't been home in five months. It can get quite lonely so you had invited your best guy friend over to chill with you. Tom is suppose to come home in six months. He wanted you to go visit him in a month but you have so much to do it may not be possible. Your friend picked out a movie as you got popcorn and junk food ready for a Tom movie marathon. Your friend knows how much you miss Tom. You sit down on the sofa as Thor starts. Your friend snuggles close the you. You guys have been friends forever so it didn't feel weird or anything. Halfway through the film and the popcorn you start tearing up because you miss Tom. Your friend senses this and pulls you closer.
"I know you miss him but come on, he wouldn't want you to cry, love" your friend says kissing your forehead.
"I know but I just miss him so much," you reply wiping away your tears.
The two of you end up laughing and joking around for the next hour or so. You end up watching another movie cuddling. You eventually fall asleep in his arms while yearning for Tom. You wake up to a loud bang. You rub your eyes open and see the source for the sound was a suitcase falling for Tom's hand. Wait a minute, Tom?
"Tom!" you shout getting up and out of your friend's arms.
"Y/N," he looks hurt.
He walks up the stairs to our room sighing. You run after him, it isn't normal for him to just walk away like that.
"Tom, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to be here six months later," you say as he quietly stands at the bedroom door.
"That's evident," he retorts scoffing.
"What do you mean?" You ask raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing," he sighs turning away.
"Tom, look at me," you urge as he shakes you off.
"I don't want to fight right now, Y/N. Just drop it," he walks in the room as you follow.
"What are you going on about?" you ask him.
Did he think you were cheating on him?
"I'm talking about you and your new boyfriend," he sighs as you look shocked.
"Tom, are you-"
"Just forget it Y/N. I get it, I'm not here and you need someone who can be here for you," he sighs sitting down with his head in his hands.
"Tom, how could you think like that? I would never cheat on you. And as for (Y/F/N) he was just comforting me when I was missing you. He's my closest friend from childhood, I could never see him like that. He's like a brother to me," you reply tearing up.
He sits there silently without a word.
"If you can't trust me, then I guess there's no reason for us to be together," you sniffle as you walk out the house.
He could have stopped you but he didn't. He let the best thing in his life just slip away.
~Imagine~ pt2
Tom should have stopped you. It's been two weeks yet you could not get the fight out of your head. You were staying with your best friend's house. Your best friend went and got some of your stuff from your shared apartment. She told you Tom wasn't there. Chris, your best friend's boyfriend, tried to help your best friend cheer you up.
"Hey, let's go to the new club, HELL. You have to get super drunk and forget all about Tom," Chris says trying to get you to do something.
"Chris, I don't want to go," you smile weakly as you walk away.
"Come on, why don't you go, have fun get drunk and come back tomorrow with a great feeling yet no memory," Chris follows you.
"You know what, you're right. I shouldn't mope around all day for Tom. He should have trusted me," you say.
"Exactly now go get ready," he urges you, pushing you up the stairs. You get up the stairs and look through some of your clothes. You got ready in a really nice black dress and matching heels. You looked really good, but you didn't feel good at all. You put on light make up and plaster a fake smile on your face. You get to the club with Chris and (Y/B/F). The club was really loud and you really didn't want to be there. All you wanted to do was go to Tom and tell him that it was all a mistake and that you want him back. Pride kept you from doing that, you wanted him to come and apologize but it want his fault. Was it? Your friend grabs you to the bar and forces a drink in your hands. Why waste a good drink so you drink it up. You friend refills it.
"Y/F/N! I don't want to get drunk," you say as she lifts the glass in your hand closer to your mouth.
"A few drinks might be good for you," she replies.
She drags you to the dance floor after a few drinks, at this point you're a tad bit tipsy. The two of you were dancing like crazy when someone pulls you close to them. Their hands a holding you lightly not aggressively. You try shoving them off but you're not strong enough. By now you're a bit more sober.
"Get away from me," you say without turning around.
"Y/N, please listen to me," voice comes from the person holding you.
It was Tom, you were sure from the voice, yet you couldn't believe it so you swivel on your heel to look at him.
"Tom?" You ask as if to make sure you weren't seeing things.
"Y/N, I'm a fool, an idiot. I should not have let you walk out the door that day. But I love you and I know I can't live without you. Please come back home with me," he pleads.
His eyes are watery, he looks like a mess but he did try to fix his looks before coming.
Should you let him back? You've had two terrible weeks without him, should you just run back into his arms?
-End-
I'll let you all decide what you want to do this time. You have the option of making it happy or sad.
