Thomas Sangster Imagines (requests open)

Jealous Boyfie I

Y/N's POV:-

I was texting Charlie, since the past 3 hours.
Thomas took a nap, in the bedroom while I stayed in the living room.

"So? Do you have a boyfriend?"
–Charlie

"Yeah. Why?"
– Y/N

"I can guess."
– Charlie

"Yeah, Right."
– Y/N

"Yeah, really"
– Charlie

"Who is it then?"
– Y/N

"Me. ;)"
– Charlie.

Well that was a straight forward (wrong) answer..

"You still there?"
– Charlie

"Uh, Yeah. And, you're so wrong"
– Y/N

"Awh. Anyways, Are you free now?"
– Charlie

Hmmm...
I walked towards our bedroom and peeked. I saw Thomas still asleep, I walked towards the bed.

I hugged him. Eventually, he turned towards me. "Hey, Love"

His after-sleep voice always sound so sexy..

"Hi, Tommy. How was your sleep?" I asked.

"Not good, I still need more." He whined. I giggled and put my head on the crook of his neck.

"You can. And.. Uh, Thomas.." I was nervous, to tell him.

"Yeah? What's wrong?" He asked, looking down at me.

"Can I go out?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Sure, yeah. Who are yah gonna be with?" Tell hin the truth, y/n.. Besides, he'll trust you. Right?

"Uhm, Charlie." I answered.
His facial expressions changed. A frown.

"Who's Charlie, Babe?" He asked firmly
"A friend of mine" i answered. It was true. He was just a friend.

"A friend?" He asked once again, emphasizing the word friend.
I nodded. We sat up.

"He's a boy?" He asked.
"Yes, Thomas."

"And he's asking you?" He said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yeah~" i said, unsurely.
"What?! Doesn't he know that you have a boyfriend?!" There goes his temper.

"thomas, I already told him." But not telling him it's you.
"And he still asked?"

I nodded.
"Unbelievable." He muttered.

"Tommy–" i was bitterly cut off.
"Oh Don't you 'Tommy' me! You're cheating, aren't yah?!"  He said as he stood up, off of the bed, leaving me there, just sitting.

My heart ached. I can't believe he doesn't trust me.. And he thinks that I'm cheating.

Water filled my eyes. "I'm not, Thomas! How could you say that?! Do you think I would ever replace you?!!" I yelled.

"Yeah! In fact, GO AND HAVE FUN WITH YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND!" He spat back.

I rushed towards the closet and grabbed an over night bag then stuffed it with my clothes, while he stressfully scrunched his nose and massaged his temples.

I hated this moment. I hated seeing him like this.. But.. The fact that he doesn't trust me at all.. Made me ache and feel numb.. I felt like he didn't love me at all.

I ran to the bathroom and dressed myself into a baby blue shirt, skinny jeans and my black converse.

I then stopped at the door to see him one last time.
He was a mess, and I...– forget it! He doesn't trust me. If he doesn't trust me, this relationship isn't going anywhere.

"Goodbye, Thomas.." I whispered.
He grunted and just layed down, facing his back on me.

I felt tears roll down my cheeks and my eye sight blurr.

I then walked towards the door of our home, exiting the happiness I once had with him.

I closed the door behind me and drove off.

A/N:-

Hey guys!! Okay so this is another part and so.. Do you want me to continue? Or..