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I'm Not A Robot // Jeffmads // angst-fluff

-oof here we go-

James POV

I tried texting Thomas for what felt like the hundredth time this night. I finally got a text back. I could tell he was drunk by the way the text was all scattered. I still got what he was trying to say though. I quickly texted back, "Thomas drink water! You're drunk! Please...You're gonna get hurt. Who are you with? Where are you? I'm picking you up" I couldn't help but be tear up while waiting for a reply. Thomas has been acting different for a while...He's hanging out with the wrong kind of people and I try to get him to stop what he's doing to himself. I really care about him... I wiped my eyes when I heard a ding. "Mo tour not!!" I looked down and tried calling him, but this time he actually answered. "Thomas Jefferson where the hell are you!?" I asked, my eyes stinging from wanting to cry so bad. "Oh mah gawwwddd calm dowwwnnn I'm with my gaaannngg" I started crying. I couldn't help it. "T-Tommy..please...let m-me pick you up!.." I didn't hear an answer. Shit. Suddenly he hung up and I got a text from him. I wiped my eyes and smiled a bit. He sent me his location! He's actually gonna let me take him home safely.

After parking, I walked in and coughed. It smelt like weed and alcohol. I only know what's that smells like because when Thomas does come over he drinks and smokes drugs....wait..smoke drugs..? Yeah. I think. I look around and immediately run up to Thomas and try to hand him the water bottle I brought with me. "Ewww nooooo" God, he seemed stoned too. "T-Thomas..drink the water!" He rolled his eyes and took a sip only to spit it at me. I tears up again and grabbed his arm forcing him out and into my car, locking the doors Incase his drunk ass tried to go to do more dumb things to himself. "You're being booorrrinnggggg" I wiped my eyes "At least I'm not being stupid...please drink some water...." This time he actually listened to me. Surprising. He finished the bottle as a parked at my house. While I tried to get him inside he puked in the grass. Great.

After getting him freshened up and finally getting him to stop fighting with me, we sat in silence. He was a lot more sober now but I wasn't any less sad/mad about what's he's doing. Where'd my sweet Tommy go... "..You've been acting awful tough lately..smoking and drinking a lot lately..." I said, finally breaking the quietness. "It's not my fault your such a baby!" His worse were so harsh that I couldn't help but cry... "I-it's okay have a weak spot!...Thomas you don't a-always have to be on top...It's b-better to be hated than loved for what you're not!" I was holding back my sobs. I needed to be strong for him... "You're vulnerable James." I wiped my eyes and stood up. "You are not a robot Thomas! You don't have to be perfect! You don't think your lovable so you do all this shit to get people to think your cool! I THOUGHT YOU WERE COOL BEFORE YOU TURNED INTO A POT HEAD FUCK BOY!" He seemed shock. I mean even I was shocked...I took a deep breath when he looked down. "You've been hanging with the unloved kids...You said you never really liked them and didn't trust them!..." He tried to talk but stopped himself. "You never commit to anything...You don't even pick up your phone when I try to call....Please..Just open up to me..." I looked down sobbing. I wanted to know what was wrong...I wanted to help..."...p-please don't cry...I-....I love you..." I looked up at him. "...It you loved me you wouldn't be doing this!" He pulled him to his chest. "James...I'll stop..:I promise...please don't leave..."
I calmed down and hugs him closely. "....Fine...Only because I love you too.."

-there y'all go-
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