Thomas Sangster or Newt GIF imagines. Short stories that follow (you) as you travel though many scenarios.
P.S I don't believe in sad endings where good characters die
(so none of these will be like this)
#whydidnewtdie?
THE CHAPTERS IN THE BEGINNI...
Thomas has been on a trip for a shoot for about 2 weeks and you are growing lonely. You are sad and you are missing Thomas so much, alone in your apartment.
You open the door and drop your heavy bag down on the hardwood floor.
You run upstairs to your room and flop down on the bed. Tired and wan.
A few moments later, you turn your head and notice a small letter on your bedside table.
You furrow your eyebrows and sit up and hold the letter in your small hand.
The you unwrap it and stare at the letter inside.
Love, Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel Love your imperfections every angle. Tomorrow comes and goes before you know, So I just had to let you know, The way that Gucci look on you, amazing But nothing can compare to when you're naked Now a Backwood and some Henny got you faded You're saying you're the one for me, I need to face it Started when we were younger Swear to God that I loved her Sorry that your mum found out Guess that we just really had the thunder Ain't nobody else said I'd be under Beautiful, beautiful life right now Beautiful, beautiful night right now Hey Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel Love your imperfections every angle Tomorrow comes and goes before you know So I just had to let you know.
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You look at the letter, knowing exactly everything you need to know.
A tear slips down your cheek. You wipe it away and try to be happy but you are overcome by sadness because you miss him.
Then you hear a lovely british voice you know so well, "y/n," it says.
You turn your body to face the figure.
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He steps foreword.
"Thomas," you say, but before you can continue, you are both hugging tightly and whispering how much you missed eachother.
