-Thomas Sangster imagine-
The boardwalk was surprisingly empty,all you could hear was the sound of the crashing waves and seagulls as they hovered past you,desperate to get one of your chips. Thomas sat close to you,looking out onto the see as you did the same. The crests of the sea were galloping like white horses.
"This is just the perfect place to go," Thomas says "When your stressed,when you need somewhere to relax. Escape reality,"
"It is," you say "I swear when I'm old enough I'm leaving,"
"Where would go?" He asks.
"Anywhere," you say.
"I'm sure when your old enough you'll be traveling the world," he says.
"Want to come?" You ask.
"Of course," he responds,giving you a blushed smile which you return "I don't care where I am,as long as I'm with you,"
"Someday we will be," you say. "But right now,this is our place. Okay,got that? So whenever you feel alone,you come here. And if you're here,everything will be okay,I promise,"
"Okay," he says "Let's go get the shit kicked out of us by love,"
He leaned forward and planted a kiss along your cheek bone. It was a kiss as light as an autumn leaf,sending shivers through your bones. As it moved to your lips,turning into a beautiful butterfly kiss.
(2 and a half years later)
You're eighteen now,and you travelled the world,except one thing. Without Thomas,you didn't want to go straight home. Instead,you dragged your suitcase down the same boardwalk which hadn't changed at all and arrived at the edge,it's there you see the back of a boy,wearing a black coat,jeans and a hat on his head to keep warm,it's heart to choke the words out.
"Thomas?"
That's when you saw him. He was still smiling as you crashed into his arms..