Thomas POV
Ava is seriously obsessed with this new singer... Well, I want to see for myself.
We are at Portland Theatre and Ava and I just sat down in our seats... Thats when the big red curtains opened.. This piano playing... And a girl. Her hair was brunette, eyes, hazel.... And her skin, looked so perfect and soft... She was wearing a White dress, not even a litte revealing. It went down to her knees, and it was a little poofy. The neck line was like a chocker necklace, which showed her shoulders.
All I could really think was; God sent me an Angel......
"I've heard about this baby boy, who's come to Earth to bring us joy, and I just want to sing this song to you. It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall the major lift, with every breath I'm singing Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah."
Her voice was the voice of and angel. 'She was an angel. She is an angel. I thought. I could only let out; wow.....
"A couple came to Bethlehem, Expecting a child, they searched the inn, to find a place for you were coming soon. There was no room for them to stay, so in a manger, filled with hay, God's only son was born Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah."
I felt butterflies in my stomach. Haha, she was amazing and yet I didn't know her name. Who was she?
"The shepards left their flocks by night, to see this baby wrapped in light, a host of angels led them all to you. It was just as the angel said, you'll find him in a manger bed, Immanuel and Savior Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. A star shone bright up in the East, to Bethlehem the wise men three, came many miles and journeyed long for you. And to that place at which you were, the frankincense and gold and myrrh, They gave to you and cried out Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. I know you came to rescue me, this baby boy would grow to be, A man and one day die for me and you, my sins would deive those nails in you, that rugged cross was my cross, too, Still every breath you drew was Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah."
That song, so beautiful.. I wanted to cry. It was just so perfect. I needed just one picture of her and I together.
Y/N POV
That song literally broke my heart singing it, jeez, my throat hurts a little now. The lobby was filled with fans, nearly each one of them wanted autographs or pictures. Then, one caught my eye. My favorite actor. Thomas Brodie-Sangster. If I had any idea he was a fan of mine, I would have picked another dress.
"Hello. May I please have a picture?"
He said.
"Of course!"
I replied. Not to be too ecstatic.
The cameraman was adjusting the camera. Thomas put on arm on my waist and let the other one hang. My arm was resting on his back and we smiled.
The camera flashed. I felt something go in my purse pocket. Yes, I know that just sounded weird but I felt someone was putting something in my purse.
After the picture, I looked at it. It was a folded peice of paper. I unfoled It to find a phone #.
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-Thomas Sangster
(I tagged the number because I did not know Thomas Sangsters phone and I didn't want anybody to call a random one thinking its his.)
Authors Note
Hi its your best girl and I just want to say that I am accepting ideas for a story so just comment your name, appearance, and scenario. Thanks!
-Constellenia
