Fighting - Thomas Sangster

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Both you and Thomas had been stressed from work lately and one night turns into a huge fight.

"Will you just a listen to me???!!!" you scream.

"I've heard enough!" Thomas yells.

"You fucking asshole!" you shout and turn your back.

Then you feel a rough hand grabbing your shoulder and turning you around.

"What did you just call me?!" he asks.

"You heard me damn well Thomas!".

Just as you are about to turn and leave, you feel a hard pressure to your cheek and soon after a sharp pain as your face is pushed to the side.

He just striked you.

"D-did you just- I CANT BELIEVE YOU JUST FUCKING HIT ME!" you scream, tears starting to threatened coming out.

"I- I'm so sorry... I- I d-don't know what-" Thomas starts but you cut him off.

"Stay the hell away from me!" you say and run out the door of the house and run down the street.

You continue to run farther down until you get caught in an ally.

You walk slowly, listening to the water drip from the roofs above.

Then you hear footsteps.

Just keep walking.

The footsteps get louder, closer.

"Thomas! Leave me alone!" you exclaim, without looking back.

"Wait, its me," a voice says.

You stop, since you didn't recognize the accent that is so familiar you turn around to see Dylan O'brien.

"Dyl? What are you-" you are cup off when Dylan smashes his lips against yours.

You push him away.

"Dylan stop! What are you doing?!" you say shoving him off you.

"Well your not with Thomas now, right? I just thought we could...get to know eachother," Dylan says and leans in for another kiss.

"No! Stop!" you say but it is muffled thought Dylan's lips.

Dylan places a hand on your neck and another on your chest.

"S-stop," you whispers because the fear has taken everything out of you.

All of the sudden Dylan lets go and pushes you against the wall, then continues to run down the ally, disappearing into the darkness.

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"Y/N! Y/N!" a voice calls.

"Y/N! I'm here...shh...i'm here."

Until your vision and mind fade away.
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Your eyes open sharply and you inhale a large amount of air. You sit up strait and take in your surroundings.

You are not in the ally, but in a bed.

A white bed with white sheets. Not the most comfortable bed.

Then it hits you... a hospital bed.

There is a tube connected to your nose and a thing on your mouth.

You move your hand to pull it off but just as you do you feel a restriction.

You look down to see a hand holding yours. Your breathing gets a bit heavy. Slowly, you look up to see who it is and you are faced with none other than Thomas Sangster.

He is still sleeping too. After all the racket you've made?!

You smile and give his hand a gentle squeeze. Accordingly, he wakes up.

His eyes slowly ease open, revealing deep brown eyes.

"Thank god your alright," Thomas mutters.

"What hap-" you are about to ask but Thomas interrupts.

"I thought it was me who did that to you. When I saw you lying on the ground, I thought I knocked you out," Thomas starts.

"Thomas-"

"But, when I took you to the hospital, the lady said there was someone else. Because you had marks on your lips and scratches on your chest," Thomas sighs.

You look at him with a heavy heart, then look down.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I did. It was absolutely bloody terrible and I could never take that back," Thomas puts a hand in you shoulder, "but I love you. I just lost it through everything that's been going on. But I won't let that-"

You interrupt him, "Dylan," you say.

"What?" Thomas says, his eyebrows begin to furrow.

Then the doctor comes in, "What did I say about visitation Mr.Sangster?! Only family!" the doctor says.

"Sorry ma'am, but I-"

"No buts! You must leave... Miss. Y/N Y/L/N to rest," she states.

Thomas saunters out of the room, looking back to catch your eye.

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pt.2??

sorry if some of these imagines are dark. I wanted to try exploring something else and maybe create more suspense or drama.

I don't know if this story is on the right track and if you want more so... tell me!

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