Thomas Sangster or Newt GIF imagines. Short stories that follow (you) as you travel though many scenarios.
P.S I don't believe in sad endings where good characters die
(so none of these will be like this)
#whydidnewtdie?
THE CHAPTERS IN THE BEGINNI...
You enter the shop and scan the underpopulated area, in search for your best friend Thomas Sangster.
When you catch his eye you see he has already found you. He is staring at you with his beautiful dark brown eyes. Biting his lip.
You walk over to him and he stands up.
You stare at him for about three seconds before he pulls you into a hug, his hands rest on your waist and slide up and down.
Chills spread thought your body but you pull away. He has a girlfriend, you thought.
"I haven't seen you in 16 bloody months!" he says and you both sit down.
"So, how are you?" You ask.
"I'm great," he says but it sounds very sarcastic.
"What? What happened?" you ask.
"I already know there's no avoiding this...so I'll just tell you, love," Thomas says.
"Well?" you ask.
"Urm, Isabella and I broke up," Thomas says deadpan.
"Oh, Thomas. I'm sorry," you apologize.
"Don't be. It's not your fault she bloody cheated," Thomas sighs and takes a sip of his tea.
You place your hand on his on the table.
He squeezes it back.
"Hello, I am going to be your server. Can I get you..." the waitress trails off when Thomas and I turn to look at her.
"Thomas?" she asks, sounding terrified.
"Isabella," Thomas spits and squeezes my hand harder.
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"Uh...w-what can I..." Isabella starts but Thomas interrupts her.
"Who the hell do you think your bloody fooling?!" Thomas shouts.
"I...what?" Isabella says.
"Thomas, I think we should go," you say to him.
"Who's this whore?!" Isabella changes moods.
"Excuse me?" I say.
Thomas stands up, "Oh and you can talk Isabella, if anyone is, it's you!" Thomas says and grabs my hand and turns and we walk out the door.
When we turn a corner in front of the car, Thomas hugs me. Tightly, "I'm sorry she said that, don't listen to her. She's lied enough," Thomas whispers. His lips touching your ear.
You nod and Thomas opens the passenger seat to his car for you.
You step inside and and he gets in the other side.
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Thomas pulls out a glass of whiskey from the glove box, and takes a sip.
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"Want some, love?" Thomas asks.
You blush and bite your lip, "N-no thanks," you answer.
He smiles and touches your cheek with his hand, "your adorable, love," Thomas says and kisses your cheek.
"You know, I'm glad I broke up, because I could only love you," Thomas admits.
"What? No. Silly, your just drunk," you say.
"I had one sip, love," Thomas says grinning.
"Stop doing that!" You say playfully.
"What?" he asks.
"Calling me that!" you say.
"Why? You are my love," Thomas smirks.
"No i'm not, your just sad about Isabella," you say and turn the other direction.
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"Not when I'm with you love. I've realized your the one I love, and you always will be."
