Actor Imagines: Thomas Brodie Sangster Book 2

Apologize P4

I didn't want to go... All alone.

I didn't have anyone who was going, I didn't have a date, I didn't want to go to prom.

But my parents insisted and bought me a beautiful 50's dress, I put it on, did my hair and some mild make up and...

For once I felt, beautiful.

For once I felt, confident in how I looked.

I got to the school, sitting on a chair close by the window alone, watching people dance in suits and dresses everyone having alot of fun.

I didn't dance, not once.

I was sitting with the one lemonade I got from the bar area and was fiddling with my phone toying with the idea of texting my family to them to pick me up

"Hey" a voice smiled I looked up and it was thomas and Dan, Dan of course cuddling close with mark "come on Y/n don't you wanna dance?"

"No thanks you guys go" I told them so Dan and mark smiled heading back to the dance floor close by the stage

"Can I sit with you?" thomas asked

"Sure" I shrug and he sat down "go on, tell me how awful I look, tell me how this dress makes me look fat, how ugly I look tonight"

"You look really beautiful Y/n"

"Yeah I look- what?"

"You really do look beautiful Tonight Y/n" he smiled

"Thanks thomas" I smiled "you look nice"

"Cheers, I wanted to talk to you?"

"About what?"

"You've skipped alot of school, been even more hiding away then usual... Did I do something?"

"It wasn't you thomas"

"What happened Y/n?"

"I don't want to talk about it"

"Okay, hey want a little sugar in your lemonade?" He asked getting a flask out his inside pocket

"We're at school! Teachers are here!"

"Sssshhh our little secret Y/n" he winked pouring a little into my drink and a little into his own cola it didn't affect the colour of mine or his drink so it must have been vodka I laughed taking my glass and he took his own clicking it on mine and having a gulp of his glass "whoa... Umm that's strong" he laughs

"I'm sure it's not that-" I began as I took a sip it hit the back of my throat like a punch taking all the air out of me making me cough "where did you get that?"

'pound shop, ooohh that's rough" he complained "want mine?"

"You want mine?"

"Shall we deposit this in a local sink?"

"Hell yeah" I nodded as we got our stuff and went around to find a bathroom well a bathroom not filled with people having sex on prom night eventually we found one in the art block tipping our glasses and his flask down the pain covered sink he did have some non pound stone vodka in his bag so he refilled his flask we both left our glasses there having a wonder around the dark school corridors

"Oooooohhhh.... Spoooooooookky" he laughs

"Shut up thomas" I laughed taking a swig from his flask before we started racing around the dark halls and corridors we had spend so long in so long we didn't need the lights as we knew where we where going and the occasional glow in the dark fire exit signs keeping us on track until somehow we needed up on the stairs for the pe changing rooms, where people left there football boots and knocked mud of trainers looking out across the school feild and up to the stary sky with a bright moon, the noise could barely be heard of the music in the main hall as we shared sips