Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Sinners || TBS- part 3

It was Friday night and Y/N wanted to go out with some friends for a drink. She even asked me if I would like to join them, but I said no. I couldn't risk doing something stupid in front of her friends; nobody must know what almost happened between us these past few days.

"But it's going to be so much fun!", she laughed happily and went into her room to get ready.

"I know love, but I have some scripts to read", I lied. I had some scripts anyways, but there was no rush in reading them.

"Boring!" she yelled and I started to laugh.

Of course it was boring. Everything was boring comparing to her.

But I took my scripts and went into the kitchen to start reading. I made myself a cup of coffee and a sandwich, before I heard her calling my name from upstairs.

"Tommy, come here", she yelled. "I need your opinion on something!"

So I left my dinner and hurried to her room. I opened the door and there she was, standing in the front of the mirror in a black lace dress just above her knees and black high heels. She looked stunning and for a second I couldn't look anywhere but her body.

She turned around to face me, smiling. Her lips were a powerful red, matching her reddish hair that was curly and loosen down her back.

"Which necklace should I wear?" she asked me, distracting my attention from her body shape.

She showed me 2 necklaces, one with a simple red pendant and the other one with some Swarowsky crystals that were strung on the chain. I chose the first one.

"Wear this", I said. I took the necklace from her hands, then walked behind her and put it around her neck.

She pulled her hair up, giving me a little bit more space for my actions. As I got closer I felt her scent; a bit floral and a bit sweet. I recognized it; it was a gift from Jack, an expensive perfume in a limited edition. I felt a hint of jealousy as I remembered that the woman in front of me wasn't even mine, she was my best friend's girlfriend.

I sighed and looked at her image in the mirror. Suddenly, I didn't like the red lipstick anymore. I put my hands on her waist and I slowly turned her around, facing me again.

"One more thing", I told her; and I slowly erased the red colour with my thumb. She was looking at me the whole time with her big blue eyes.

When I finished with her lipstick, her lips were slightly pink. I raised her chin with two of my fingers to take a better look at her; she was insanely gorgeous. I gulped as I was staring at her parted lips, wanting so desperately to kiss them.

"Jack is coming back tomorrow", she said as if reading my mind.

"I know", I smiled. "I miss him too."

She frowned at me then shrugged.

"But then I guess it's my last chance on doing this."

So I kissed her. I pressed my lips onto hers and stayed like that for a couple of seconds before pulling away.

"Take good care of you", I whispered before finally releasing her from my grip. "And have fun!"

She came home later that night, slightly drunk. I was still awake, reading my scripts when she entered the kitchen and took a seat across from me.

"Good morning, Thomas", she greeted.

I frowned.

"Morning?"

"It's 3 a.m silly!" She laughed then searched for her pack of cigarettes into her purse. "Where are they?", she mumbled.

"Here, love. Take mine", I handed her my pack and she gladly took one.