Thomas' P.O.V
James hasn't been talking to me for the past hour, did I do something wrong? Have I failed to be a boyfriend? "James are you mad at me?"
He was sitting up on my bed reading a book, "No Tommy."
"Then can we talk to each other, kiss, and cuddle, Pleeeeeaaase."
"Yes, Tommy." He said and put the book down then cuddled with me and started kissing my lips.
"Now this is more like it." I said, in the kiss and started kissing him back.
After all the cuddling and kissing we did we went down stairs for lunch and started eating, when we were done I walked James home. He thanked me, he said it was the best weekend ever. It felt good to hear that, after I walked back home alone.
I felt so upset that our time together was over, he was my entertainment and my best distraction. Now he's gone, I started running to my house and when I made it there safely I face planted in my bed and started crying, I didn't know why I was but I was and I felt horrible.
I miss him already
Why do I feel like this?
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Candy~ / Jeffmads ♡ \
Fanfiction10-year-old James has never felt love from anyone else besides his Mother. His Mom locks him out of the house one day with money, and has suggested for him to go to the Candy Shop not to far away. Having no choice but to obey his Mother he went. As...
