Anabella's POV
Song Of The Chapter: Caught Like A Fly by Falling In Reverse
...Isabella Melling. I turned around with a big, fake, realistic smile on my face. “Yup!” I chirped. Girl who stole my best friend’s heart. Could I blame her? “I’m-“ “Isabella Melling. You’re rumored to be Thomas Sangster’s girlfriend.” I said. She blushed, before proceeding. “It’s great to meet you, Thomas and I watch your videos all the time,” she extended her hand. I shook it. “Thanks. I love to make them.” She seems nice. Maybe I shouldn’t hate her after all.
Her phone beeped in her pocket. “Oh! I have to go. Thomas needs me,” she said after checking her phone. “How about I give you my number and we can hang out sometime, you, me, Thomas and my boyfriend?” That I don’t have…”You have a..? Well ok!” She gave me her phone, I gave her mine and we typed our numbers in, and then switched our phones back.
“Bye,” she called out, walking away. I gave a slight wave and pulled my cart away. Boyfriend….. Why do I tell people I have a boyfriend when I don’t?! Idiot.
I bought my stuff and headed home. I put the groceries away, and Vincent came into the kitchen. “Hey. I have to ask you do me a solid.” I told him. “No way. Let’s not go back to the last time we had solids.” Vincent shuddered.
“I’ll pay you thirty dollars.” I said, pulling it out of my purse. “You can’t bribe- Okay what is it?” Vincent asked. My phone beeped.
I pulled it out and checked it.
One text from: Isabella M. I pulled it up. ‘Wanna hang out in thirty minutes?’
Me: ‘Sure! Where and who?’
Isabella M: ‘Me, you, Thomas, and your bf. My house’
She sent me her and Thomas’s address. Luckily, they lived a couple houses away. “I’m paying you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” I said to Vincent, after telling him where we were going to be in thirty minutes. “Alright.” He smiled.
~Thirty Minutes Later~
I rung the doorbell of their huge, and I mean huge house. Isabella opened the door. “Come in, guys! Oh, wait, Adela, who’s this?” she asked. “Isabella, meet Vincent Martella, my boyfriend.” They shook hands and we came in.
Attention, attention everyone!
I got a couple of things
I would like to get off of my chest
She showed us to the living room, which had smoke in it. Serious smoke. We couldn’t see a single thing, and the room reeked of cigarettes.
It's truth be told now
Or it's meet your demise
“Thomas? Stop drinking or smoking or whatever you’re doing. We have guests.” Isabella yelled. “Umm where’s the bathroom?” Vincent asked. “I’ll show you.” Isabella told him and they left the room.
I heard shuffling and someone got up and walked towards me. Lo, and behold, it was Thomas, who looked horrible. His eyes were bloodshot, and his blond hair all messy, his face unnaturally pale.
Oh, you have left my heart, black and blue
Just like your father did to you
How does it feel, knowing you're barely alive
See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside
His eyes widened when they saw me. He remembers? But he can’t... The motorcycle accident... “Thomas?” I asked softly. Was this the old him? Or the new one, that loves Isabella?
He dragged himself towards me.
You have left my heart, black and blue
“It’s you.” He mumbled that and repeated it over and over again.
I'm no f***ing saint
He looked up and me and stared for ten seconds. And without warning, he kissed me. And I realized that I missed it.
Oh, the audacity!
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Finding Thomas (DISCONTINUED)
Romance[I don't know how to make you remember who we used to be.] {Sequel to My Heart Still Beats} The Thomas I know is still there, deep down. He just can't remember me.
