Safe in his arms // Thomas Brodie-Sangster fanfic

Chapter 8

You walk in the restaurant and wait in the hall. "Mister Sangster!" a man with grey hair and an awesome moustache says when he sees Thomas. He walks to you and stops in front of Thomas.

He looks at you and then back at Thomas. "Things aren't going so well with you and Isabella?" he asks. Thomas laughs."No, Isabella and I are fine, she's just a friend," he says and places his hand on your shoulder. Moustache man nods and gestures you should follow him.

He brings you to a table in the middle of the restaurant. Thomas pushes the chair back so you can sit. He sits down a cross of you and moustache man lays down menu's in front of you.

"You can take the hoodie off now," Thomas says when moustache man's gone. You laugh. "Thomas, we're in the middle of a restaurant, people are going to recognize me!" You say in a hushed voice.

Thomas laughs. "You know, this feels just like I'm out with a new celebrity or something." You laugh and sit back in the chair. "Should I be offended?" you ask. He shrugs. "Fine," you say with a smirk and take off the hoodie. "Happy?" you ask and lay the hoodie over the back of the chair. Thomas smiles at you and you smile back.

You actually didn't expect to have so much fun. You didn't think about him once. You sit down on the couch and throw off your shoes. Thomas sits down next to you.

"Thanks," you say. He smiles. "It was my pleasure," he says and kisses you on your cheek. You feel your face getting red.

"Uhm, shall I sleep on the sofa?" you ask. "No, it's fine," Thomas replies. "No Thomas, you haven't slept in your own bed for a week, I'll sleep on the sofa," you insist. Thomas smiles. "Sure," he says and walks to his room.

"Goodnight Lilly," he says when he's standing in the doorway. "Goodnight Thomas," you say and lay down on the couch. Thomas closes the door and you grab the blanket behind the couch. You close your eyes and slowly fall asleep.

You stand in a tall grass court. The sky has an orange colour and a soft wind is blowing. About fifteen yards of you is standing a tree with a man standing next to it. You feel like you know the man and slowly walk to him.

Each step the face becomes clearer. Tears are filling your eyes and you run through the tall grass to the man. "Dad!" you shout while you're running.

You stop in front of him and he looks at you with a shocked expression on hos face. "Lilly," he says soflty. He wants to touch you but then his body slowly turns into the dust and gets carried away by the wind.

"No, no daddy please no! Please don't leave me!" You shout and fall down at his dust. Tears are running down your face and the sky becomes grey. The wind becomes harder and the leaves fall down the tree.

You hear footsteps approaching. You look up and see your stepfather standing in front of you with a knife in his hand and a psychopathic smile on his face. He lifts the knife and you scream.

A/N: Hey guys, I'm so sorry for not updating. Like I said, finding inspiration for this story is really hard, but I really enjoy writing it and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do (:

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