A/n: my favorite one so far. Enjoy it guys!
I opened my eyes slowly woken up by a familiar ringtone.
Thomas's.
"Hello?" I answered with a sleepy tone.
"Y/n/n, I need to tell you something" his tone was kind of funny. He was drunk. It happened a lot lately. Thomas, my best friend since I can remember, went out at pubs because his girlfriend was never around.
"Do you realize it is 4 in the morning, Slinthead?" I chuckled.
"It won't take long, I promise. Just listen to me"
I hummed.
"Isabella doesn't know that I like Milk in my tea, you know?"
"Just tell her tomorrow morning, Tommy" I tried not to chuckle.
"Don't rush me. Let me finish y/n"
"Ok, fine I'll shut up 'till you finished"
"She doesn't know that I hate being all classy pretending not to have fun in pubs, she doesn't know what shoes I prefer, what is my favorite jumper. She keeps on telling me to keep my hair in order but I like it more when they are all messed up. She doesn't know I think about you when we are together, she doesn't know I want to make love to you, she doesn't know I want three daughters and I want to name them May, June and the little one, of course, London. She doesn't know that I want you to be the mother of my daughters. I want you y/n, all of you forever and always"
Silence. I didn't know what to say. I smiled as an idiot all the time but he's saying these things because he's drunk. He loved Isabella.. but...
"Y/n? Tell me you are still here, please"
"Tommy I am here, but I think you have to go to bed now"
"Y/n, I am drunk now but tomorrow I'll still be in love with you, I promise"
He putted down the phone leaving me totally and deeply happy. I haven't slept anymore that night.
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Fanfiction#58 in scorchtrials 🥇 #1 in kayascodelario 🥇 Just some imagines of Thomas Brodie Sangster in his movies or just as himself. I hope you'll like this book. I have decided to give it a try. (: All right go to the directors of the movies. I only own...