-Thomas Sangster imagine-
The restaurant was beautiful,cream chairs and black marble tables,with planets and sparkling,colourful lights which hung from the celling, it was your birthday,your best friend Thomas booked a table here. You had been best friends forever. Yet you were different,you always had something to talk about.
You dressed in a white,short dress with a black leather jacket,your hair was let loose and curled neatly. Thomas wore a perfectly smart tuxedo,his hair in it's natural,perfect form.
"Thanks for taking me here," you say,tucking into your food.
"No problem," he says in mid chew.
"Well thanks again,and that's for being here for me. For being my best friend," you say "I don't ever want to loose you,"
He gives you a short smile "I love you."
"What?" You say,almost instantly. Your heart starting to beat at a million miles.
"I am in love with you," he repeats "It's been that way for a while now,and I know I'm not like a perfect character from the books your read,or a fictional character you can just fall in love with instantly but still,I love you, happy birthday,"
"You're better," you say,your mouth hurting from the smile,you can't get rid of it.
"Sorry.." He smiles.
"Why are you sorry?" You ask.
"I just thought you wouldn't want me like this," he says.
"You're the same person you always have been Thomas," you say "but now,you're the same person who I love back,"