This chat takes place in the 1950s, a day before Thomas’s birthday.

Your whole childhood you have been surrounded by people telling you to NEVER fall in love with the same gender but my stars…how could you just let someone like Thomas slip away from your fingers?

The first day you met Thomas was on a cloudy Monday, he sat in front of you, and you decided to speak to him after all those years of staring at the back of his head, silently admiring the blonde curls that sat on his head. Your heart almost immediately jumped out of your chest when you saw his greenish-brown eyes stare into yours, the freckles on his face perfectly placed for kisses, and his thin body that you could easily hold and cuddle forever…you have always felt that way about him but quickly pushed them away in shame of what people might think if you ever told. Thomas was the first one to bring up the idea of being friends and you immediately said yes as if you had no time to spare slowly but surely he asked you to be his boyfriend and obviously, you said yes but the fear and shame filled both you and Thomas so y'all kept it secret, you would give him secretly on the same freckle on his forehead and he gives you the same hot fiery kiss directly on the lips whenever you two are alone…for someone smaller than you he was surely more flirty and bossy.

It was finally summer, school was out so you and your friend group (that includes Thomas) decided to meet at the diner in the middle of town. You and Thomas got there early so you two ordered some quick meals. I Only Have Eyes for You blasted through the jukebox as you ate, but Thomas just sat back as he stared at you devouring your burger and coke, his food untouched.

“…They’re gonna find out about us,” he suddenly spoke, breaking the silence that only your soft slurping and chewing noises filled. “No matter if it's the hard way or easy way…they’re gonna find out.”