TMR/TBS Imagines

Thomas // Let it be mine

For the third day in a row up running to the bathroom hunching over the toilet. I would release everything I ate the day before while crying uncontrollably.

First let me say I had hesitantly slept with my ex-boyfriend after he guilted me into it. He then ran off again after finishing what he started. Now I was panicking beyond belief whether or not I was pregnant. I was only 23!

My phone rang as I climbed back into the bed and slipped under the covers with tear filled cheeks. It was my best friend Thomas. Yes the Thomas Sangster was my best friend since we worked in Phineas and Ferb together a couple years ago.

T: hey (Y/N)! You wanna go with me to the new mall?
(Y/N): I'm sorry I can't.
T: is everything okay?
(Y/N): ye-yeah I'm just sick
T: that's what you said yesterday and the day before. I'm coming over
(Y/N): no no Thomas
~end call~

I groaned and threw my phone to the other side of the bed. I didn't want him especially out of everyone to know since I had been in love with him for years. He had been my best friend and not only did I not want him to see me so upset, I didn't want him knowing I had sex for the first time at age 23.

The door slammed shut indicating he was here. He had his own key taken from my ex after he and I broke up months ago. Thomas was the only one there for me after it happened.

"Hello love," he said coming into the room. He quickly noticed my crying state as he rushed to my side and engulfed me in a hug. "Love what happened?"

"Thomas I-I-i," I gasped as I felt my chest tighten as I hyperventilated due to the tears clogging my throat.

"Look at me (Y/N). It's okay. Just focus on me. Stay with me love. It's okay. I'm here," he said in a calm voice as I finally got my breathing under control. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I think," I sighed and sealed my eyes shut. "I'm pregnant."

He sat silent as I dared take a peek at him. He looked frozen with his face loosing every ounce of color they had.

"How? Who?"

"Mathew." My ex.

"Why?"

"He guilted me into it. He said I would never get an amazing guy unless I paid someone to do it with me. I listened and I let him touch me." I covered my mouth remembering the horrible night.

It had been my first time and it honestly felt horrible. Not only did it hurt but he was so viscous with it before leaving me naked in the bed when I awoke with my clothes in his place.

"Was it good?" My head shot up as I noticed the pain on his face. Why was he taking this so hard?

"What?"

"Was he good? Did you like it?" I sat stunned for a second not knowing how to respond.

"Honestly, no. He didn't want to do it because he loved me. He just wanted to do it and then left me somewhere before morning. I was so stupid! I just ruined my life," I cried and buried my head in my hands.

"I can't have a baby! I'm only 23! Especially if it's his baby," I cried harder but Thomas remained silent as he wrapped his arms around my shaking body.

"(Y/N) look at me. You don't know if you really are pregnant. You still need to take a test and then we'll see what happens," he said pulling my hands from my face to see him.

"But what if I am? I can't have his child!"

"Let it be mine," he whispered. My chest stopped as my mouth fell open.

"What?" I breathed.

"Look I know this is gonna sound unbelievably weird and creepy but I love you. So much and I have for a long time. If you really are pregnant, let me make sure it's mine."

"You-you want to sleep with me?" I asked in almost a chuckle.

"I mean yes I do but I want to stay with you whether you want to or not. I just mean I don't just like you to sleep with you, I want to spend every day together and have an actual family."

"Thomas if it's positive, I want it to be yours. Only if you're serious cause you're young too and... no no I'm not letting you get dragged into my mess," I stuttered and shook my head.

"I would do anything to be with the girl I love."

"But-"

"Come on love. We're gonna go buy a stick and see what happens." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door, me not bothering to check how I looked. I gripped Thomas's hand inside the car as I bit my lip to keep from crying again.

We ran into the store, grabbed the box and payed. I hadn't even noticed the weird looks I was getting as people noticed the famous Thomas buying a pregnancy stick.

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Two more minutes and I would know if my life was over or not. I had bought three sticks and used them all at the same time needing definite proof.

I was shaking on the bed with Thomas curled around me for support. He was exactly what I needed and honestly, exactly I would want in a husband or father of my child.

I played with the collar of his shirt before jumping almost out of the room as the timer went off. He pulled me to my feet and walked with his hands on my hips to the three lined sticks on the corner of the counter.

I peered over them with my hands clenching Thomas's. I took a deep breath looking at them.

Negative. Negative. Negative.

I sighed through a chuckle as I couldn't help but smirk and practically loose feeling in every part of my body, in a good way. 

"It's a false alarm love," Thomas whispered.

I spun around, still inside his arms, and wrapped mine around his neck. I pulled him into me with not a single centimeter of distance between us.

"Thank you. Oh god thank you Thomas," I sighed and brought our eyes together. We made seconds of eye contact.

He made the first move by pulling our lips in until they smashed together. He kissed me with passion, love and overall perfection unlike my ex. Thomas was my everything and I wanted to show him.

"(Y/N) we don't have to if you don't-"

I cut him off with another soft kiss. We broke the kiss but left our foreheads touching. "Thomas I want to show you I love you."

"Baby girl let me show you how good I can make you feel okay? I'll make you forget everything this past week if you let me touch you." He sounded desperate while clinging onto my shirt.

"Please make me feel good Tommy," I said in my most seductive tone.

He hungrily smashed our lips together with more force than I was expecting. He lifted me off the ground so my legs could curl around his waist. Our kisses turned into a sloppy make out session as he threw me onto the bed.

He body slithered up mine before our lips reconnected with more force.

"I love you. Now let me make you feel as good as you make me feel."