Actor Imagines: Thomas Brodie Sangster Book 1

In Laws

Tbs pov:

I yawned as we drove up this long infinitely stretching motorway, at least we where past those dam road works where they reduced the motorway to one lane.

"you sleepy?" The sweet voice of y/n smiles I glanced to her sat in the passenger seat of my car half asleep herself her head resting on the window she had a little blanket over her legs and she smiled at me

"little bit" I answer my voice a little horse as I haven't spoken for a couple hours

"we can pull into a services and swap over again?" She suggests sitting up and rubbing her eyes just as I caught up with traffic and stopped in the jam up to another set of road works

"no it's alright, how much further to your parents place?" I ask her

"umm little more down here then off the motorway and an hour to the house roughly" she answers with a stretch "you sure you don't want to swap over?" She asks

"I'm sure" I tell her "might get another coffee at somewhere next one of us has to use the bathroom" I laugh

"I'm okay" she shrugs

"give it another half hour" I chuckle

"shut up" she laughs "why not put the stereo on if your board?" She suggests

"we have gone through every cd in the car" I answer

"phone?" I ask

"my phone's dead yours is on five percent last I checked for directions" I tell her

"radio?" She asks

"the signal is all buggy because we are in the middle of knowhere" I tell her

"re tune it then" she shrugs

"darling, our car is tuned for where we live middle of London love where the radio towers are normally above your head, out here for only knows where they are I'm not re-tuneing my car for the three days we are here" I explain

"fine" she sighs leaning on my shoulder "visit my family sucks" she complains

"y/n it does suck it's just complicated it's out my comfort zone that's all I'm to used to London where you can hop on and train anywhere you like, it's what I get I suppose" I sigh "falling in love with a country girl" I laugh giving her a kiss

"I'm not a country girl" she complains

"how many farms surround your house?" I ask

"three" she shrugs

"how far from your childhood home is the nearest shop?" I ask

"a mile and a half" she sighs

"see your a little country girl" I laugh

"not anymore I'm not, I'm a London girl" she giggles

"just because you live with me doesn't make you a Londoner y/n" I laugh

"traffic is moving" she says trying to change the subject so I moved up a bit

"wow making great time we have moved ten feet in half an hour" I sigh "do we have any food left?" I ask

"two packets of chrips, a ceral bar, half a big Mac and a bottle of water" she explains

"ummm... I really want chicken nuggets now" I complain

"we can get some from somewhere when we turn off okay" she smiles

"okay, will there be fast food outlets here or is it like stop at farm and pick a chicken?" I ask