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Thomas Sangster imagine:

"THOMAS WHY?!" I threw my arms up in anger.

"I was drunk! I didn't mean to kiss her! I'm sorry!" Thomas - my boyfriend - yelled back at me defensively.

"REALLY AND YOU THINK SORRY WILL SOLVE EVERYTHING!!" I stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Y/N it didn't mean anything! I WAS DRUNK, OKAY!" He followed me.

"That doesn't mean anything! The fact that you had your lips against someone else's hurts. You don't get it. It hurts so much, Tom." The tears started and this time I couldn't hold it back. They ran down my face like a waterfall.

"Y/N-"

"No! No, Thomas. Just. No." I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand before walking back into our room that we shared. I closed the door and locked it. I leaned against the door before slowly sliding down it and landing on my butt. I pulled my knees up to my chest and sat there, small sobs escaping from my dried lips, cold air rushing up and down my legs, my eyes blurry and teary.

I heard footsteps at the door, then they stopped. I unlocked the door and slightly opened it. Thomas was sitting against the wall, with his head in his hands and small tears dripping from his face.

I closed the door and moved toward our wardrobe. I pulled out one of Thomas's shirts and slipped it on. It hung loosely on my small frame. The smell of him was overwhelming and I began to cry silent tears. I walked back to the door and flicked off the lights. I made my way into bed and laid there staring at the dark ceiling.

I couldn't sleep. I piled a couple of pillows into a line on the side - where Thomas normally sleeps - of the bed. I hugged it tightly and let my salty tears saturate the pillows. It wasn't the same. I need him.

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After a while of just staring into the darkness the door began to open and light shone through it. I quickly turned around so my back was facing the door. There was movement going on and then I felt the bed tip. Two strong arms snaked around my waist.

"I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't mean too, Y/N. Can we please start over and forget about what happened." Thomas's gently whispered into my ear.

I turned around to face him.

"Forget about what?" I asked stupidly and smiled. Thomas smiled back.

"I love you." He said his words laced with pure honesty.

"I love you too." I smiled. Thomas leaned in and kissed me hard.

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Hey dudes!!!!!

So I came home from the shops and walked into my room and my room was fully redecorated and it's so cool! There's like The Beatles posters and paramore and pink Floyd and other ones lol! So yeah!

QOTD: What's your favourite song?

MA: I LOVE ALL THE NEIGHBOURHOOD SONGS AND YEAH!!!! Lol