Thomas Sangster GIF Imagines

Don't - Thomas Sangster

"Thomas," you try to shout, but it only comes off as a soft whisper, "stop yelling," I beg, fear tumbleing in my stomach.

"I can do what I want, Y/N." he spits, "exactly the point of this bloody argument,"

The anxiety bubbles inside of me, my chest slowly tightening, making it seem harder to breathe.

"I-I'm not trying to control you. All I ask is that you spend a little more time with me." I say, trying to remind him of my side of the argument.

"I HAVE A LIFE Y/N!!! Things to do, and damn people to see!" he shouts. I have never seen him this angry before, and it is scareing me.

I take a step back from him and my back hits the wall, nowhere to go now. Suddenly, the thought of him cheating crossses my mind. Is that what he meant?

"Have you- all these late nights..." you begin.

Thomas's face is painted with more anger than youve ever seen before, his eyes are dark and his lips are pursed into a thin line. Instantly, you knew you shouldnt have accused him.

He lunges closer to you.

"Stop twisting my words," he snaps, staring strait at you.

"Can we please stop this?" you whimper, looking up into his angry eyeslooking down at you, seting another flame inside of him alight.

"Maybe if you'd listen to me, we wouldnt have this fuckin argument!!!" He yells once more. Thomas's hands form into fists at his side and he takes a deep breath.

My vision drifts to his hands as he speaks, instead waiting for the strike that im not sure when will come.

As he speaks again, he raises his arms strongly. A rush of panic floods through me, as I move away with a sharp intake of breath. My hands quickly move to sheild my face, a soft whimper rolling off my lips as I do so.

"No," he whispers, shaking his head, "I wasn't...," he tries to speak, a loss for words, taking cautious steps closer.

You slowly move your hands away from your face, now gaining vision of Thomas before you, "sorry," you say faintly.

"Dont be. Gosh, I'm so stupid. I never meant to scare you," Thomas says, my fear-filled eyes now looking into his teary eyes.

Tears immediately well up in my eyes, my lip still shaking.

Thomas gets down on his knees and slowly reaches his hand out to my arm, when he touches you, you flinch back and watch a tear fall down his cheek.

A depressive silence follows and it takes a moment to respond.

"You...you scared me, Tom," I whisper, energy fully drained from my words.

Thomas struggles to decide what to do, where you to afraid to be comforted?

He reaches out again, his hand resting softly on the side of my face as his eyes look at mine. His fingers run through my hair to relax me. Knowing that I love that.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I shouldn't have let thing scome to this. I love you," Thomas says.

"I just miss you, Tom." you respond.

He gently pulls me into his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist as your hang around his neck, tears falling on his shoulder.

"Please dont be scared of me. I love you and I will never lay a finger on you," he promises.

. . .

I just wanted to let you guys know I am publishing a new THOMAS SANGSTER FANFIC but this one is a story. It will be out very soon and I hope some of you check it out.

LovE y0u as much as Tommy loves Y/N in this imagine.