Actor Imagines: Thomas Brodie Sangster Book 2

Little Angel p2

I felt awful as I walked up the theatre, in the little stage door the place seemed hauntingly quiet I got my letter out my pocket fiddling around with it as I walked through the backstage 

"Don't even think about it!" Y/n said as she jumped out from behind a set in her normal lingerie and robe  grabbing my letter shoving it down the top of her bra and running off 

"Y/n!" I complain chasing after her we ran around the whole backstage we must have looked insane till I finally grabbed hold of her on the stage the curtain up and the theatre empty "Y/n... I have to go" 

"No, I won't let you go" she complains 

"Y/n, You know I would stay if I could don't you?" I asked her

"I know," she says sadly "I just wish you didn't have to go" 

"I would stay if I could angel," I told her fixing her pretty hair "But I have to go,"

"When do you go?"

"Tomorrow morning" 

"What section are you going to?" she asked "I assumed the planes give that aviator's jacket you love so much" 

"No, front," I told her "Can I have my letter back?"

"fine" she sighed giving me my letter back

"Thank you angel" I smiled giving her head a kiss and heading to the office  gave the boss my letter telling him I was going and that If I come home I'll be back to work and I went to the door 

"Thomas," y/n says as she stood almost crying "look after yourself," she says

"I will y/n" I smiled 

"Thomas!" she says grabbing my arm "Promise you'll write to me" 

"Awww, of course, I will angel," I told her "as soon as I get settled I'll send you a later okay?" 

"Okay" she sighed "Thomas," she says pulling me close and cuddling into my chest "Promise me you'll come home safe"

"Angel... you know I can't promise that," I told her holding her close 

"Then promise to try?"

"I promise angel," I told her giving her hand a kiss "Promise you'll wait for me?"

"I promise" 

I sighed laying on my half-broken, cold, wet and dirty bed reading my book with the little candlelight I had 

"Mail Boys!" someone yelled from outside so I jumped up and went outside "Here thomas," He says handing me the letter so I went and laid on my bed again opening the letter 

"Ooooh who's been writing  you then?" luke laughed as he got back and laid on his bunk with his own letter 

"Awwwww... My little angel wrote to me again" I smiled

"Ohh that pretty little girl of yours?" He asked

"Yeah, she writes as much as she can," I smiled reading her letter it made me feel so bubbly and happy she was thinking of me so far away
"You really love that girl don't you?"
"Of course I do"

I sighed sitting on my bed bored out of my mind, the guys where all outside drooling over some postcards and magazines one of the new boys brought in from a shop in a little french village, I wasn't too interested.
All though all this time alone, I couldn't deny the meer sight of a women would be enough to drive any of us insane so I grabbed my book flipping through the pages bookmarked with photos and letters y/n had sent to me till I got to the one I had been hiding from everyone,
Her sat on her bed in her little silky nightie and... Nothing else. Her hair and make up done perfect as always, her bed made and inviting, a ciggerette in her hand the ones I normally smoked, her nightie clung to her chest held up by two little straps, the nightie finishing above her knee with a thin almost transparent layer of lace for the last few inches. Ummmm I'd give my soul to be home with her.