Thomas Brodie Sangster Stuffff

I've lost her already-Thomas

Your pov

I was waiting at home, like I do for 2 months. I was waiting for my boyfriend Thomas. I didn't really see him lately, since he comes back late and is already gone when im waking up. Now im waiting, im tired of this, I'll break up to night. Suddenly the front door open and a drunk Thomas came through it, ''thomas?'' I asked shyly, he just looked at me, ''what do you what,'' he asked rough, I gulped and held back my tears. ''Thomas..'' I began still unconfident, ''I think I'm braking up with you.'' I said looking at him for an answer, but he just stood there and looked at me, to be honest I'm really scared rn, idk what he could do to me when he is drunk. Then he came to me, stopping in front of me. After a few seconds my left cheek burned, he slapped me. Thomas just slapped me. I kicked him pretty hard in the sensitive place, while running in our bedroom looking the door. I grabbed a piece of paper, starting writing;

Dear Thomas,
Because you won't remember anything from last night, I'll write this for you, so I broke up with you and you slapped me..you were drunk and you smell smoke, im so disappointed at you, how could you hurt me? I thought you loved me. I was wrong, I cant do this anymore, sorry I love you. Please don't call me. I don't need you anymore. Bye from the one who is stupid enough to love you.

I stood up and put the letter on his table beside the bed. Then I turn to my wardrobe and packed a few things in a bag. I went towards the door and looked if he's there. Nobody was seen so I rushed to the front door looking back at the apartment again, turning around and close the door. While sitting in my car I began crying. He really slapped me. I never thought he would do that. He did.

Thomas pov: *next day*

I woke up in the living room and everything is hurting. I stood up and made my way to the bedroom. I opened the door and y/n wasn't in the bed. Where is she? I looked at the bed and realized it was clean, so she wasn't in the bed last night. What happened last night? I went to the guest room and she wasn't even there. I went in our room again and looked around noticing a few clothes on the ground. I noticed a piece of paper beside he bed, I began reading;

Dear Thomas,

Because you won't remember anything from last night, I'll write this for you, so I broke up with you and you slapped me..you were drunk and you smell smoke, im so disappointed at you, how could you hurt me? I thought you loved me. I was wrong, I cant do this anymore, sorry I love you. Please don't call me. I don't need you anymore.
Bye from
the one who is stupid enough to love you.

Omg. I slapped her. Omfg. How could I hurt her. She broke up? Why? Is she okey? I have to call her, even tho she don't want me to. What should I do? I think I've already lost her.

A/n: soooooo I updated again .....sorry when you had to wait like 5 days.....ok I have a random idea for a Thomas imagine: y/n and Thomas know each other since they are little when they were 5 Thomas parents decided to move and then you and Thomas didn't had any contact...after like 15 years suddenly you met him again....idk if this is a good idea but...just yeahhh

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