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Books+Fanfiction+Internet friends+Food=Saturday night

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After a long,busy week it was finally Saturday night, you could spend it relaxing,and even better you could spend it with Thomas. You could do anything. No matter what it was he would always make it fun. You could escape reality with him. It was sometimes hard to believe that he existed. Because of just how amazing he was. Sometimes you had to punch yourself,just to see if you were dreaming but luckily you weren't.

He wrapped an arm around your waist so that you faced each other. His nose tickled yours,as he leaned in slightly and brushed his soft,gentle lips against yours.

Popcorn,cans of coke and pots of ice cream were set up ready on the coffee table. So were piles of DVDs,action,comedy,romance,drama,animation. You name it it's there. Like a DVD store in your own house, which would take you about ten thousand days to watch them all.

"Okay so what movie should we watch then?" He asks, you curl up on the couch,covered in blankets and cushions.
"Maze Runner." You reply,winking at him once.

You had watched the film about a million times,but every single time felt like a new film. You smiled when your Newt came up on the screen,smiling even more when you realised he was right there beside you. Every part of it was amazing. You loved every single bit,especially the fight between Gally and Thomas,the final fight scene against the Grievers,even though it broke your heart when Jeff died and most importantly,when Teresa came and barricaded herself on the lookout tree,thing things in the boys below her. Loving/hating the banishment scene and the death of Chuck. Laughing and crying all night.

"That film gets better every single time I watch it," you say. Wrapping your arms around Thomas. Burrowed deep in your love for him. "I'm so lucky. Being here with you,"
"I'm the luckiest guy in the world,"
"You have everything,"
"I know. You,you're my everything,"

You knew what he meant,he was being is usual,kind,selfless self. But he had everything. He really did. But he was lucky. To have all these fans,boys and girls. Who loved him.who wrote piles and piles of stories. Who had him as their wallpaper,who had him on a poster. Who loved him because they cheered them up even when they thought nothing could brighten up the shitty day they were going through. But seeing him,all your stress,all your sadness. It could just disappear.

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Hoped you liked it!

Sorry it isn't that long,I'm super tired and have finished reading this book tonight,it's called the Selection.