Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines

Fights (2)

GUYS IM SO SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE. I WORKED THE PAST TWO DAYS AND I WAS SO TIRED WHEN I GOT HOME I JUST WENT STRAIGHT TO BED.

Anywayssss I was going to update earlier today but my best friend dragged me to play basketball with a few others. I had sooo much fun. Alright enjoyyyyy.

YOUR POV.

You shook your head at Thomas, as he tries to reach out to you.

"Y/N-"

"Save it." You snapped back.

"Y/N please!" He yelled, as you turned your back to him, walking away.

"Y/N come back!" He yelled, pulling at your hand. You snatched your hand away and turned to face him.

Your eyes were red and your breathing was shaking.

"What else do you want, Tommy?" You voice cracked at the end.

He reached out his arms and wrapped you in them, before whispering into your hair.

"I'm so sorry, y/n." He sounded so broken. But not nearly as broken as you.

You shook your head and tried to break out of his arms. He stubbornly held on tight, sniffing as he tried to mask his crying.

"Hit me, yell at me, scream at me, please! Do something! J-just don't leave me." He desperately tried to apologise. Your heart screamed at you to hug him back and comfort him. But your own eyes and mind couldn't believe what had just happened.

It happened so fast, his hand was raised and his face was red from anger. You shook your head as he brokenly called out your name, trying hard not to break down. Tears were flowing freely down your cheeks, and your eyes ached.

You tore yourself out of his grip and marched to the door. Thomas cried and your heart ached to hear him in pain.

"Please please please y/n don't do this to me." He pleaded.

You grabbed your coat and your car keys off the counter, ignoring Thomas's cries for you to not go. You shook your head and sighed before turning out the door. Tears made their way down your cheeks as you unlocked your car and climbed into the drivers seat.

You quickly wiped them away before giving Thomas one last glance. His puffy red eyes stared back at you from the doorway. Your heart was screaming at you to run back to him. But your mind wanted to leave. You still couldn't believe what had just happened.

You let out a sigh before twisting your keys into the slot, starting up your car. You backed out of the drive way and drove out onto the streets.

It was around midnight, the streets were empty and the only thing keeping you company was the street lights. You bit down on your lip, almost drawing blood. You just wished he had tried harder to made you stay. But then again.

He slapped you.

He actually slapped you.

Over something so stupid.

Tears flooded your vision as you drove on, gripping onto the steering wheel tightly, your knuckles almost white. The make up you had on was dripping down your cheeks, staining your face. You switched on your phone and tried to play a little music.

[IM SO FUCKING SORRY IF THIS PART DOESNT MAKE SENSE.

"i hate you i love you" by gnash

Started to play. Your heart ached as you started to sing along to the lyrics.

I hate you I love you

I hate that I love you

Don't want to but I can't put nobody else above you.

I hate you I love you

I hate that I want you

You poured your heart out in the lyrics, and you were so lost, you didn't realise there was two lights coming from the other side of the road.

The truck was leaning onto your side of the road, and it was speeding too. It all happened too fast. The vehicle slammed into your car, tossing you off the road and flipping the car over. You screamed as your body was pressed against the door.

You blacked out.

I FEEL SO EVIL FOR ENDING IT HERE IM SO SORRY.

THE NEXT UPDATE MIGHT NOT BE SO SOON IM SORRYYYY.

IM WORKING AND IM SO TIRED + THE HOLIDAYS WILL BE OVER IN 3 DAYS IM SO SAD.

AND I LOVE YOU SANGSTERS SO MUCH OMG.

UNTIL THEN..

FEEL GOOD TO BE A SANGSTER OF COURSE!!

BYEEEEE