"I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you wanna do is be with someone"
Thomas was away somewhere filming.
I haven't seen him for so long.
I missed his dark brown eyes.
I missed his light brown hair swaying around in the wind when we sat in our favourite spot near the park.
I miss him so much.
I just want him to come back to me and hug me till I can't breathe.
I want him.
He's an actor so I guess he needs to take all this time to film.
But I miss him so much.
Months past, our texts shortening with each day, our conversations got slow.
I just wanted him to be here with me.
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It was november 30th.
I was browsing tumblr when I heard a knock at the front door.
It was probably the guy from next door.
We'd been getting really close for the past few weeks.
I went to open my door.
and saw a tall man.
His familiar light brown hair shining in the sunlight behind him.
"Thomas?"
"Y/N?"
He embraced me tightly, giving me the flowers that were behind his back.
He was back.
And he was with me.
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A/N wow that was short and kinda sucked.
sorry for not updating though.
and this story is really bad but thank youu if you're still reading.
vote if you want, I guess.
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Imagines; Thomas Brodie Sangster
Fanfictioni m a g i n e s ;;; what the life would be with Thomas Brodie Sangster. [ hey pals,, this is very cringey and terribly written as well so i advise you: don't read this !! i wrote this years ago and i hate it ]
