A/N

I couldn't think of any title for this one, and sometimes the title gives a lot of spoilers already, so from now on I decided to just write it down like how I did on this one.

P.s. I forgot to mention it, but I always take requests from you guys and id you have any imagines you would like me to make, don't hesitate to ask me! ;)

If you are reading my stories and imagines, you should already know you tbs is... just saying ;)

Oh, and also... I decided to... do the *cough cough* dirty *cough cough* imagines ONLY if I'm requested to do it! I'm sorry but I've made up my mind. Hope you'll understand. ;)

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"Hey Y/N! How's it goin'?" A friend of yours ask as you walked through the school hallway.

"Great! How 'bout you?" You replied, carrying your backpack with one shoulder.

"Pretty good, pretty good."

"I haven't seen ya' in a while, what's the catch?" You furrowed your eyebrows in concern, she was your best friend but lately she's been missing out of school and hasn't talked to anyone, not even going online.

"Oh, uh..." she starts, looking down at her shoes, "my mom got mad at me and I uh," she looks up at you, certainly not looking very fine, "ran away."

"Oh, sorry..."

"It's fine. We're good now. Back home, just doin' nothin'." She smiled. Then you heard some other girls scream in a fangirl-ish way. You both looked at the direction from where the screaming was from, you saw girls crowded around someone or something you couldn't see. Your best friend then asked a nearby girl who was running towards where the crowd is. "Uhm, what's going on here?"

"Only the most cutest guy ever! Thomas Brodie-Sangster is here!" She answered in a fangirl voice, then runs towards the crowd.

"Wait what? Why would he be here?" You asked, your best friend knew you were a big fan of his, but you didn't want to always follow the crowd.

"I don't know... maybe he's going to school here." You both looked in that direction then looked at each other. "You're not going to see him? I thought you were his biggest fan!"

"Nah..." you looked back, "I don't like following the crowd." You looked at your best friend then motioned her to just walk away. "Come on, let's just go before the crowd starts moving towards our direction." You looked disappointed that you couldn't get to see your idol, but it was for the good.

~*~

School was over and it's time for you to go home. You saw some girls swarm up around Thomas Brodie-Sangster, who was making his way through the crowd to his motorcycle. You only stared with your best friend as you waited for your mom to come pick you up. Then your phone rang, you saw it was from your mom, then you picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey honey," your mom said, across from the line, you could hear how busy she was from the other side, "Umm... is it okay you go home by your own? I'm sorta'... distracted... right now."

"Oh, it's ok mom." You replied, not wanting to burden your mom. Then you said your goodbyes and wireless kisses then hanged up.

"I gotta go home myself, any chance you wanna' come over?" You started, looking over to your best friend.

"Oh, yeah sure! Your mom's not at your house is she?"

"Nah, just me, myself and I. My mom's at my dad's and she sounds kinda' busy so, I don't think she's comin' over."

"Ok." She replied excitedly.

~*~

On your way home, you kept talking with your best friend, all about your classes and all the random shit, when your best friend's phone rang, she picked it up. "Hello?" There was some silence until she replied, "Yeah, okay... I could do that. Ok bye."

She hung up, her expression wasn't very good, you knew there was going to be some dissapointements.

"Uhm, Y/N?" She started.

"Yeah?"

"My mom just told me to stay at home and help her in the kitchen. Then she told me my cousin's comin' over. Is that ok?"

"Yeah sure. I can go by myself." Then your friend parted ways with you as you walked home alone.

You started singing 'Skyscraper' by Demi Lovato quietly, as you walked all the way home.

"You can break everything I am, you can take everything I have, like I'm made of glass." You knew you didn't remember the lyrics well, but that song really describes your loneliness right now.

~*~

You listened to some music with your earphones, attached to your iPhone, on your couch, only wearing a random T-shirt and your panties. You really don't bother wearing anything good at home, and besides, who are you trying to impress?

Your best friend knocked on the door and said, "Hey, Y/N, can I come in?"

"Yeah sure, go 'head!" You replied, taking off your earphones and not bothering to go change because she has gotten used to seeing you like this everyday.

Instead of seeing your best friend get in, someone else popped in. Thomas Brodie-Sangster. Right. In. Front. Of. You. Oh shit! You thought as you were only wearing a pair of lace panties, embarassed, you put a pillow on your lap as you sat crossed leg on your couch. Then your best friend got in. She looked worried and talked to him, turning him away from me, then motioned me to go change.

After changing, you went to sit on the couch in front of Thomas.

"Hi, sorry for the worst first-impression ever." You shyly smiled at him, embarassed.

"Oh, no, it's fine." He answered, his british accent kicking in.

"Oh, Y/N! Do you remember when I said my cousin was coming over?" Your best friend asked excitedly.

"Uh, yeah... why?" You replied, looking at her.

"He's here right now." She put an arm on Thomas' shoulder, as if they were very close.

"Are you serious?" You chuckled, smiling real hard.

"Dead serious."

Holy shit! "That's- incredible!" You started to get really excited.

You couldn't help but notice that Thomas has been staring at you helplessly. But whenever you stared back, he quickly looks away.

"Oh, it's getting late." Your best friend says, looking down at her watch. "We should get going."

"Oh, can I have your number?" He asks you, just before getting out of the door.

"Sure," you said, smiling. Then you typed your number to his phone. As you did that, you noticed that your best friend's been smiling helplessly, seeming to hide laughter and biting her lower lip.

They said their goodbyes and thanks before leaving and as soon as they left, you just stared blankly at your house, your just-cleaned house. Did that just happen? You asked yourself. You went straight upstairs to your bedroom and took off your pants and threw them as close as you can to your cabinet. You opened your laptop, starting to do your physics project. Then after a while, your phone buzzed and you got a text from Thomas, you smiled looking at your phone.

Thomas: Hi!

You: Hi! So how's your day?

Thomas: Ok, I just finished dinner with (Your best friend's name). It was wonderful.

You: Was it?

Thomas: Yeah it was! I wished you were here though, doesn't seem fun without Y/B/F/N (Your best friend's name)'s best friend.

You: haha

You bit your lower lip reading that. The actual Thomas Brodie-Sangster just texted you that he wished you were with him!

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A/N

I find this one crappy. I had the whole thing planned when I was taking a shower, then it all just suddenly disappeared and I had writer's block.

Damn it.

Oh, and I'd like to point out that I love Robbie Kay! I'm going to publish a new book called Robbie Kay imagines and Ima write some about him now, so yeah!

Bae noses!!