TMR/TBS Imagines

Thomas // Distraction

"So how is everything with you and Jack?" Kaya, my best friend, asked we devoured a large bucket of popcorn at my house watching our movie The Maze Runner.

"It's fine," I said shoving the buttery popcorn into my mouth.

"Oh come on (Y/N). He's a really nice guy. What's wrong?" Kaya and I had been friends for years before we decided to audition together for the two leading female roles in the movie.

"I mean he's nice and all but...," I trailed off as I looked up to the movie and saw Newt with his hand intertwined with Amelia's, aka Thomas holding my hand.

"He's not Thomas," Kaya answered for me.

"I love him Kaya. I only said yes to Jack because I knew Thomas would never like me. He's my best friend and I can't loose that." My voice faltered as I felt my tears moistened the piece of popcorn in my hand.

"Oh come on (Y/N)! Thomas loves you! He has since the first day he met you at auditions," she shouted in a giggle.

"No he doesn't. But maybe you're right. I'm going to go to Jack's house for a little bit," I said wiping my tears and looking at my presentable self in the mirror.

"You go girl!" She shouted as I laughed and went to my car. I drove to his house which was only twenty minutes away and unlocked the door with the keys he gave me when we first got together.

As I walked deeper into the house, I heard faint moans from inside. As I walked into the family room, Jack was sprawled on the couch with a girl on his chest, their lips submerged in each other's.

I gasped as they broke the kiss. I now noticed each of them had been in their under garments with her bleached blonde hair in his face.

"Oh shit (Y/N)! I can explain!" He yelled and jumped off the couch. The blonde crawled off and curled her hands around his upper arm and kissed his shoulder.

"Who's she?" The girl asked in a snotty voice. I felt no emotion as I stared at them.

"I'm his ex," I stared and spun around and walked back to my car, slamming the door behind me.

It quickly opened when a hand clung to my wrist and yanked me back. It hurt like hell considering the fresh cuts I had made the previous night due to my depression.

"Let go of me! It hurts!" I yelled as he tightened his grip making me wince.

"No! You're gonna listen to me! She means nothing baby," he said angrily as he placed his free hand on my cheek but I pushed myself back away.

"I don't care! Let go of me!" I screamed as I felt the fresh blood trickle out of my wrist.

"Not until you say you forgive me!" He was shouting at me as the tears finally came.

I screamed again as I kicked him in the unmentionables and ran my car. I quickly turned it on and drove away with my bloody hand in my lap.

I stopped the car at a liquor store and found my jacket useful in hiding the bloody wrist. I bought two bottles of dark liquor and brought them back to the car.

It was hard driving back to my house through the tears but I made it in one piece. I brought the bottles into my room and unscrewed the cap of the first one.

I wasn't upset that he cheated, I mean I was a little, but I didn't love him. I was using him as a way to get over my love for Thomas. I had only been with him for a month and it was one of the longest months of my life.

My phone began ringing and it was Thomas. I threw my phone back on the bed after decking the call but seconds later, it rang again. This happened three more times until I finally answered.

T: (Y/N) are you okay? Jack just called and said you ran out on him.
(Y/N): he forgot to mention I caught him cheating.
T: oh (Y/N) I'm so sorry.
(Y/N): it's fine Tommy.
T: I'm coming over okay?
(Y/N): sure.

And with that my chest ached more. Now I had to pretend my tears were over my, now, ex-boyfriend when they were about himself.

I hid the bottles in my dresser and washed off the dried blood from my wrists when the door flung open- Thomas also had a key to my apartment although Jack didn't.

"(Y/N)," he asked softly as I emerged from my room. He quickly pulled me into a hug as I pushed back the tears and hugged him weakly. "You don't need that asshole."

"I know. I'm fine really Tom," I said sitting on my sofa with my legs under me.

"What do you mean? You just saw your boyfriend cheating on you and you don't seem upset," he said sounding almost angry.

"I didn't love him Tom and now I know he didn't love me so everyone wins," i said weakly.

"You didn't love him? But you were with him for a month?"

"There was always somebody else. I thought I could use him to forget about the other since he's..." I felt pathetic for admitting that but it's genuinely how I felt.

"He's what? Who is it?" He was now sitting beside me.

"He's famous so he has girls throwing themselves at him. I wanted to have someone to forget about all the options he had."

"What? (Y/N) look, I don't know who it is but he's a complete ass for not being in love with you even through all the girls," he said as his hand was placed on my knee causing me to jump through the butterflies.

"He could never love me," I whispered hoping he couldn't hear.

To my dismay, he did. "Who is he? Do I know him?"

"I can't tell you," I mumbled with my eyes locked on his hand.

"Oh come on. I'm your best friend you can tell me anything," he said smiling.

"Not this."

"(Y/N) just tell me. It's not like it's gonna change anything." As he said this, my eyes went wide and I jumped to my feet.

"It's you Thomas! It's always been you I've been in love with since the day I auditioned for that stupid movie. You were the only thing on my mind every day but you had, have a million girls begging to be with you and how can I compare? Jack was a distraction from you!" I was crying now with my hands around my stomach as I stood now in silence.

I heard stomps before hands were on my cheeks and Thomas was inches from me. Hungrily, he crashed his lips on mine as I stood frazzled. I fell into Him as my hands curled around his neck and pulled him closer to me.

The kiss was about as magical as you could expect. His warm lips melted into mine as they moved in since, as if they were made for each other. He finally broke the kiss but remained still apart from the pants in our voices.

"I've loved you since the day I met you. I love you (Y/N)," he said as he pulled me into his lips again for the same passionate kiss but this time leading us to the bedroom.