Jon Cozart's P.O.V.
It took me three trips to bring my groceries to my apartment. And, by the time I got them put away, my stomach was protesting in hunger.
If my math was correct, (which it probably isn't considering I hate math), Thomas would arrive in the state at around 6. That means Thomas wouldn't get here until 8, considering the airport was about two hours away.
It was 4:00 o'clock and my stomach was growling. I decided to wait to eat until Thomas arrives so I can make him a pizza.
To stall my hunger, I made myself toast and hot chocolate in my favorite cup: Inside Out. I grab Joy and my plate of toast and walk into my room.
Unlike most people my age, one of my favorite things is Disney. As you can tell by watching my videos, they are my favorite movies. Inside Out, Pocahontas, Toy Story, you name it. I love them all. And that's one of the many things that make Thomas Sanders so amazing. He's not afraid to be himself, Disney and all.
I sigh as I imagine him walking into my apartment in his Prince Charming outfit, pronouncing his love to me. He would tell me all about his feelings and-
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt my hand being burned by the steaming hot cup I was still holding.
I sigh and shake my head as I push the record button on my computer screen, wanting to get something accomplished.
"Hey! It's time for my weekly entry..."
I pause and look straight at my screen. I put my head in my hands, let my hands drop and click the stop button. Taking a deep breath and let it out slowly.
How am I supposed to do this if my nerves are so riled up about Thomas coming?
I shake my head again. And that's when an idea comes to me. Why haven't I thought of this before?
With my grin still plastered on my face, I click start again.
"Thomas Sanders..."
(Hola! How are my readers today? Well, I'm sorry for taking a little longer and that it's so poorly written. I have been very busy. Well, be ready for the next chapter, they'll be meeting!!!! YAYAYYAYAYAYAY!!!! Stay tuned my elite readers!! Ta-ta!!)
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Your Voice Is My Alarm Clock (A Jon Cozart And Thomas Sanders Fanfic)
Fanfiction:::"No Thomas! I'm done following you around like a lost puppy!" "Jon, you never-" "I'm done Tommy," his voice goes from angry to heartbroken, "I'm just done." "Jon? What are you..." "I said I'm done Thomas and I meant it." I hear him pick s...
