A Love Story-Thomas Brodie Sangster

Chapter 6- A Girlfriend?

          (Your POV)

          I get to school and head to Thomas's locker where he usually is in the morning to ask if he's done with the project. As I turn the corner, I see Thomas holding Sophia's hand. I stop in tracks confused on what's happening. Are they dating? I ask myself. Thomas turns his head and see's me standing there so he decides to come up to me.

          "Hey love." Thomas says coming up to me. I never heard Thomas call me love before. What happened to him?

          "Hi" I say very suspicious. "So what's up with you and Sophia? I saw you guys holding hands earlier. 

           "Well I was planning on telling you that me and Sophia are a thing now, but I guess you already figured that out." 

           "How come you didn't tell me earlier?" 

           "Sophia only came to my house last night because she said she wanted to hang out and really all she wanted to do was ask me out and I said yes. Then we spent the whole night talking. I guess I got so caught up that I lost track off time and forgot to let you know."

          "Did you at least finish the project ?" I asked hoping that Thomas wasn't completely gone after what happened last night. 

          "Oh my gosh, love. I'm so sorry I forgot to finish it. It was because Sophia-" 

          "Yeah I get it Thomas. Sophia came to hang out with you last night and you lost track of time. It's okay I understand." I say calmly, but inside I feel like yelling at him. I turn around and head for the library in hope that I can finish the project in 30 minutes before the English bell rings. I wanted Thomas to run after me and ask if I needed any help, but I guess Sophia was more important. 

          (Thomas's POV In The Past)

          I met Sophia at school in the morning and decided to hang out by my locker. I still haven't told (y/n) that we are dating and plan on telling her this morning when I see her at school. Sophia and I have just been talking the whole morning and somehow we ended up hand in hand. I have been looking around seeing if I can spot (y/n) anywhere. I finally see her standing a few feet in front of me. I walk up hoping to explain everything that's going on.

           "Hey love." I say coming up to her. 

           "Hi" she says unsure. "So what's up with you and Sophia? I saw you guys holding hands earlier." I was taken aback at how fast she brought it up.

          "Well I was planning on telling you that me and Sophia are a thing now, but I guess you already figured that out."

          "How come you didn't tell me earlier?"

          "Sophia only came to my house last night because she said she wanted to hang out and really all she wanted to do was ask me out and I said yes. Then we spent the whole night talking. I guess I got so caught up that I lost track off time and forgot to let you know." I said trying to act sincere so that she understands.

          "Did you at least finish the project ?" She asks. The Project? I question to myself and then I remember I was supposed to finish the project. I start to freak out. 

          "Oh my gosh, love. I'm so sorry I forgot to finish it. It was because Sophia-" (y/n) cuts me off as I was trying to let her know that I was talking to Sophia all night that I forgot about the project.

          "Yeah I get it Thomas. Sophia came to hang out with you last night and you lost track of time. It's okay I understand." She never called me Thomas, it was always Tommy because she told me she liked that n. I watched her turn around and walk away. I felt bad that I forgot about her and the project. She seemed so calm about what I did and I wanted to ask her why she wasn't yelling at me or saying that we aren't friends anymore when this was all my fault. I wanted to run after her and help her, but I knew I couldn't just leave Sophia. 

          (Your POV)

          I reach the library and start typing as fast as I can. By the time the bell rang for class I printed out the essay. I take my seat in the back of English and see Thomas walking in. We don't talk to each other the whole class and I don't plan to tell him that I won't be writing his name on the project since he didn't even help me.

          "Okay at the end of class I want all of you to turn in your projects and I won't be accepting any late work." My teacher said looking up from his glasses. The bell rings and I immediately stand up to turn in my work. 

          "Thank you Ms. (y/l/n). Is it just you who did this project?"

          "Yes." I say and see that Thomas was right behind me. I walk out and hear Thomas calling my name. 

          "(y/n)! (y/n) what did you do?" He says as he grabs my wrist.

          "What do you mean?"

          "Why did you tell the teacher that only you did this project?" He said starting to raise his voice a bit.

         "Because I was the only one that did the project and I don't think it was fair that I was doing all the work and you were hanging out with Sophia." I say trying to explain.

          "You don't have to be jealous (y/n)" Thomas said.

          "Who said I was jealous? And why are you changing the subject." I said starting to get mad.

          "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me and her earlier, but you don't have to use that against me." He said arrogantly. I decided to walk off knowing that Thomas wasn't making any sense and he was just making a big scene. I didn't like Thomas like this. Ever since he came back from being in a movie he seemed to change and was acting like the world revolves around him. I just wish things were like they used to be.

          (Thomas's POV)

          I got home furious on what (y/n) had done to me. "How was school, Thomas?" My mom asks. 

          "You know what (y/n) did to me today?" I say dropping my bags on the floor to talk to my mom.

          "What happened?" My mom asked.

          "She told the teacher that she was the only one that did the project." 

          "Well did you even help her?"

          "No"

          "Then why are you so upset."

          "I don't know I just thought that she would be a good enough friend to say that I did some of the work." 

          "Thomas, are you okay?" My mom asks changing the subject.

          "What do you mean? I feel fine. And were supposed to be talking about (y/n), not if i'm okay."

          " I don't know Thomas, you have a girlfriend now and it seems like you just pushed (y/n) away when she was always your best friend. Your blaming her on not giving you credit when you didn't even do any of the work. Did you even tell her that you and Sophia are dating?"

          "Yeah, she seemed okay with it." I say facing my head down.

          "Did she really?" My mom said lifting my chin up, so that I could look at her. "I think you should talk to her. That's what I would do." I went up to my room and shut the door because I was just over today.