My famous foreign exchange student//Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Chapter 9

I curled up into a ball on my bed and screamed into the pillow. The scream was so forceful that it brought on the tears. I cried and cried, curling myself up tighter. I stayed this way for about 10 minutes, just letting it all out. The memories of Thomas swinging her around in his arms... I squeezed my eyes shut, screaming again. It was a piercing scream, and it's the only thing that kept me from going crazy. Hearing that sound kept me same. Don't ask why, cause I don't know.

After about a half hour, I went downstairs into the loci room of our empty house and flipped on the television. I went to E! News, cause I always like watching that.

But it was a mistake.

Thomas and Isabella were on the screen, answering questions for the cameras. She would kiss his cheek, and he would pull her closer and tickle her nose with his. My heart exploded, and I crossed my legs on the couch and screamed, as if I had just seen someone get hit by a car. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so terrible over someone. It was just so physical.

'He told me to trust him,' I thought to myself, the tears began running again. This time I cried so hard I couldn't quite breathe, and I just curled up and cried on the living room couch. I heard the door open, and Thomas was calling my name. Too late now to clean up.
"Autumn, Autumn? AUTUMN! Oh my god, are you hurt!?" Thomas screamed as he rushed to my side, wrapping his arms around me. I just lifted my head out of my arms and rested it in his chest. It eased my pain a little, hearing the steady beat of his heart that I began to miss. He pulled me closer, and he sat on the couch. He kept pulling me closer and closer, until I was curled up on his lap. He rubbed my head as I cried in his chest, then looked up at the TV, knowing it was the thing causing the pain. Thomas watched as he and Isabella were goofing around, talking about their "relationship."
Tears formed in his eyes, and he shut he TV off.
"Autumn, I can't... I... I'm just... I'm so sorry. I can't imagine he pain you're feeling. Cause I know if I saw you with.... Never mind, you understand. I'm so sorry, and I love you so much, so much." His voice cracked as he cried with me, and I wondered why he was crying.
"Tommy, why are you crying?" I asked. He looked up at me, his eyes now red and glazed over.
"I just don't want you to be hurt. Ever. You are so beautiful, even when you cry. And you are just the greatest person, and I don't want to know that I'm the cause of your tears."
"Tommy, you aren't the cause of my tears. She is, but I will learn to get used to it, I promise. This was just the first time, you'll have to do it again..." I replied, hugging him. He wrapped his hands around my waits, and looked me in the eyes. He looked at my lips next, and began to lean in. He then closed his eyes, and I did the same. It took ages, but eventually, our lips met. The second we began the kiss, my heart exploded again. But this time, it was good.

Our lips moved in sync, and it was beautiful. It was perfect. The way he was just so gentle and sweet, and it can't be described. It was just too perfect for words. He moved his hand to my jaw, and I moved mine to his hair. I just played with little tufts of the blonde perfection, and he just stroked my cheek. When we pulled away, we laughed. Then I pecked him on the cheek. He smiled, and whispered in my ear, " you're so perfect."

I smiled in response, until I finally remembered something...

"Thomas, that was our first kiss," you stated, beginning to blush. He smiled, and held both of your hands in his.

"Was it perfect?" He asked. He looked you in the eyes, waiting for your answer. I leaned in and kissed him again, and it was just as passionate and breath-taking as the first.

"Does that answer your question?" I asked, a smirk playing it's way onto my lips.

"Not really, but I'm not complaining," he answered, laughing a little.

A few hours went by, and in that time, I had packed all of my bags. Thomas and I were leaving tomorrow morning, and we were gonna meet his parents. The whole time I was packing though, Thomas would run in and we would have pillow fights or throw clothes at each other. It was so fun! We finished packing officially in about 2 hours time.

"Well, we leave tomorrow," he whispered to me. I smiled, and he led me downstairs again. We started a fire in the fireplace, and he wrapped me up in a warm, velvet blanket. He made hot cocoa, and wrapped himself up beside me. We watched a movie, which ended up being Earth To Echo. It was such a cute movie, and when the robot--alien was remembering all the memories with the kids in the end, I started crying because it was so sad, but happy at the same time. Thomas wrapped his arms around me and wiped my tears away. I took a sip of what was left of my cocoa and stopped crying. I held Thomas' hand as the movie ended.

"Wow, that was a great movie," I began, but Thomas got up. He got the radio and set it in the middle of the room. He put an Ed Sheeran CD in and began playing the song Tenerife Sea. This is my favorite song!

Thomas walked up to me, and took my hand. He pulled me up off the couch and into his arms. He put one arm around my waist and the other in my hand. He intertwined out fingers as I out my free hand around his shoulder. We swayed back and fourth silently, and he looked deep into my eyes. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. It was so perfect. I rested my head down on his chest, and just listened to his heart beat. It was slow and rhythmic, beating miraculously in time with the song. I pulled away as Thomas twirled me around, and we laughed.

We kept on dancing, and as each song on the album played, we would dance differently. If it was a quicker song, we would act crazy. If it was a slower song, we would be content.

And I was content. Being with him, that's my dream.

And it's coming true.

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