Thomas Sangster imagine part 1:
Your POV
"beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!" My alarm clock beeped. I shot out of bed and turned it off.
Today was the first day of school for this year. For me it is the day I go back to hell. Your probably wondering why it's hell for me. Well, let me tell you about it.
In fifth grade: I was never the kid who made friends. But when I did make a friend, I was way too clingy... Which made them run away and left me with no one. I got bullied.
Sixth grade: it wasn't as bad, I mean I made a new friend. She's actually my best friend; Ava Sangster. We have known each other for a while now and are the bestest friends. I got bullied bad.
Seventh grade: it was the year that I didn't see Ava for months because she was at her brother; Thomas's acting movie thingy, and her family said she had to go with them and support him. I kinda started growing feelings for Thomas and it has continued. I got bullied very bad.
Eighth grade: Ava stayed at my house for 7 months because her family went overseas to support Thomas and his acting career. My feelings for him are growing bigger and bigger. I got bullied worse and became invisible.
Ninth grade: I got all A's in school and my older brother got into university; the best university in London. My parents bought Ava and I tickets to The Neighbourhood, which was one of the best days of my life. Ava found out that I liked Thomas and she was so happy... I was still invisible but I got some rude remarks said to me once in a while.
Tenth grade: Thomas came back home from his acting career and both of our family's spent Christmas and the holidays together. Our family's both went to Australia for the holidays and we had the best time. My feelings for Thomas changed. From a simple crush to now a head over heels in love. I haven't been as badly bullied ever since Thomas yelled at the bunch of girls and guys.
Now here I am. Rushing to put on my button up army green blouse, my beige/golden brown sweater and navy blue coat. I slipped my black skinny jeans on and put on my Doc Marten flats and put my hair up into a pony tail. I slung my brown leather backpack over both of my shoulders and slipped on my accessory glasses. Yes I have accessory glasses; Ava bought it for me.
I clipped up my golden bracelet and grabbed my leather purse. I shoved my phone, ear phones and keys into my purse then put it into my backpack. I grabbed my little field notes notebook and shoved that into my bag along with my text books, exercise books and pencil case.
I quickly ran down stairs and ran into the kitchen.
"Your going to be late Y/N." My dad chuckled. I nodded and I grabbed an apple and kissed my mum and dad's cheek before running out into the blistering cold air. I ran over to my silver jeep and got in. I quickly started the engine and reversed out of the driveway. I turned on the radio and quickly drove to Ava's house.
I pulled up into her driveway and she came running out of her house with Thomas by her side. She jumped into the passenger seat and thomas came to my window.
"Hey Y/N, mum wanted to know if you wanted to stay for dinner tonight? Also could you possibly take me to school as well? My cars getting serviced." He chuckled and asked.
"I'd love to and sure no worries, get in." I smiled and he nodded. He swung the door open and jumped into the back seat. I reversed and started driving to school.
"So, ah Y/N what do you have first?" Thomas asked.
"I have double English, is that with you Ava?" I glanced up at Ava then back at the road.
"Umm, is that with Mrs Hawl?" She asked.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Yayyyyy! We are together! Finally! Also after that do you have two spare double periods like me after English?" She asked.
"Ummm, yeah I think so." I giggled.
"Yay!" She giggled.
"Oh, I'm in that class and I've got two free periods too. Well periods 3 and 4." Thomas spoke up.
"Cool." I smiled.
"Yeah...." Thomas chuckled and looked nervously down at his shoes.
"Oh my gosh! Turn up this song!" Ava yelled and I turned up the radio.
"Is this that band that you went to see?" Thomas asked.
"Yeah!" I yelled over the music. Ava and I started singing to sweater weather - by the neighbourhood.
"Cause it's too cold for you here."
"And now so let me go."
"Above your heads and the holes in my sweater."
"Ohhhh ohhhhhhhh ohh ohhhhh."
Ava and I kept singing to the song while Thomas laughed in the background.
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We sang all the way to school and got out of the car.
I slung my backpack over my shoulders and locked my car.
"Bye Tom." I waved goodbye.
"See ya later." Ava waved back.
"Bye girls." He smiled and walked off.
As soon as he left Ava started harassing me about him.
"You should so date! Ahhhhh he likes you! It's so obvious!" Ava kept saying. I just shook my head and rolled my eyes.
We walked into the school entrance and it was packed with warmly dressed students. We made our way through the crowd and walked to our lockers. Ava's locker was beside mine so that was a plus about school.
I unlocked my locker and pulled out my text books and transferred some into my decoratively done locker. Ava once said that I could run a bookshop from my locker because of the amount of books I have in there.
"Oh my god! Ava I love your shoes! Eeee so cute! Hey, where's your brother?" Ella asked and smiled prissily.
"Thanks and I don't know." Ava shrugged and rolled her eyes. Ella and her gang of barbies flicked their hair into Ava and I's faces and walked away.
"Argh! I hate them! I hate people who do that! You know, how they just use me to get to my brother! Especially when he's a hot, famous guy that everyone loves!" She slammed her locker closed and sighed.
"Yeah, I know how it feels well apart from the famous bit." I shrugged and closed my locker.
"Yeah, it just drives me insane! Like you were my friend way before you even met my brother and that didn't change anything!" She sighed and we walked towards our English class.
"Rinnnnggggggggggggggggggg!" The school bell went off for class and Ava and I walked into our class room.
I took a seat in the middle but closest to the window. Ava took a seat at a desk up the front. She hated sitting in the middle and loved the front. I settled my belongings down beside me and gazed out of the window. I watched as the clouds slowly drifted across the pale grey tinted sky. It was cold enough inside and you had to still keep all rugged up.
I turned my head to the door and watched as Thomas walked in. He always looked so cute when he walked in, because he would be carrying his backpack and his text books and equipment all piled up in his hands. Thomas looked around the room as if he were looking for someone then his eyes fell upon mine. I stared back at him then quickly turned and faced back to the window.
I felt someone's body heat bedside me. Then they put down all of there books down amd took a seat next to me.
I looked over at the person beside me to see that it was Thomas; getting out his English books. He is literally such a dork. But a cute, dork. I turned back and looked out the window with a smile spread across my face.
"Hey." He nudged me.
"Hey." I looked over at him.
"Do you mind me sitting here? Cause I can go..." He said.
"No, it's fine you can sit there." I smiled.
"Thanks." He smiled back.
I smiled and then faced towards the window. Mrs Hawl came in and started off the lesson but I couldn't concentrate. The only thing I could think of was the person sitting next it me. Thomas.
Thomas's POV
Wow did Y/N look beautiful today, even in this weather her eyes glowed with happiness and pure joy. All of her happiness radiated off her and speared my heart.
She sat there not even paying attention, just staring out the window. Lost in her own little world. That's one of the things I love about her, is that she doesn't focus properly because she's too busy doing her own thing. Being her own independent self in her own made up world.
Her hair caught the crack of sunlight that was leaking in through the louvers. Her eyes glistened and it was like all her emotions were locked away in a secret chest of her own. That she didn't show to any one, she was emotionless; sitting there staring blankly out the window.
Mrs Hawl was going on about the poem we are supposed to be reading but it's hard concentrating when all I want to do is look and think about Y/N.
I think I'm in love.
Because if this is what love feels like - getting nervous and fearful when I talk to her, or when I'm next to her the whole world stops and just focuses on her at the moment and her beauty, or how when she talks to me or I hear her say my name tingles and goosebumps run up my legs - then that's what I am.
I am in love.