Y/N POV :

After getting out the shower I sat on the sofa in the living room looking ariund trying to recall everything that has happened ocer the last 11 years with no success so I got up and began to pase before I noticed thomas stood in the door way looking at me “ you really dont look yourself love, are you sure your alright?” “Look thomas I don’t remember anything at all, about the last eleven years of my life and I don’t remember” I answer “Aww darling, you must have hit your head up in the attic” he says hugging me tightly"but do you really not remember?“ He asked and I nodded so he carefully makes me sit on the sofa ” what’s the last thing you do remember?“ He asks “Uh I remember you asking me to prom ” I reply a tad unsure “Well at least you didn’t forget that” he laughs “What happened that night?” I ask “what was so special about that night that caused everything to be different?” I ask “What was so special? That was or first kiss…and when I uh…..told you how I felt about you” he explains oh dear God that’s what changed if I didn’t go to prom he never told me how he felt about me but becuase I did all this happened “Right okay and then….?” I ask “Then we becuase a couple and we got married three years ago” he answers “ Okay anything else huge that I need to remember?“I ask and he’s about to reply but a strange sound erupts from another room and he gets up "I’ll do it” he sighs before wondering off and I follow him trying to see what’s making that sound I then enter my spare room and see the Walls painted a pastel pink colour and toys all about the place I see Thomas with his head in a crib before pulling out a crying baby He put her on his shoulder and bounced her up and down to make her stop crying "Lilly?” I ask questionably “Course, you remember her alright but you don’t remember me” he laughs “She..shes….shes our daughter” I say shocking myself “Yep..mine and yours..only just hitting eight months old” he smiles “I have to go back” I say before running off back up into the attic and thomas is running after me and he grabs me as I rummage around for the device “What on earth is going on y/n?” He asks me “Okay, I found a device that let me go back in time and I don’t know why or how but I changed the future and I made a alternate universe …this place isn’t the world I know..i have to go back to my own” I explained “But if you go and change the past I won’t exist neither will Lilly..what happens then if you go back?” He asks “ I will go back to the time I should have had not this one, your world will et back the me you should have the one that’s your wife and loves you and gas spent her life with you and gas had a baby with you…i need to go back to my own place” I answer “What life do you have there? Why is it any better then here with me?” He asks me “ I don’t belong here, in my world I live alone, I’m a washed up writer looking for a break..i never went to prom, I spend the only money I get in the bar ..with you the two of us drinking our lives away” I explain “What am I like there?” He asks “Your odd, you work your butt of a lot of the time a bit to hard, your not to good with the ladies you’ve had three girlfriend’s in as many weeks your either drunk of hungover whenever your with me” I laugh “Then were not?” He asks “Nope you never told me…i honesty till all this had no idea that’s how you felt about me” I answer “Then why go back to that place?” He asks me “Becuase as lovely as this world is and as lovely as you are.. your not my tommy, the part I get drunk with, the idiot I could run over with my car when he pisses me off, and in my own little way I love him” I answer “Okay, just do me a favour when you get back to your timeline kiss him and you’ll see how he really thinks of you” he answers before kissing me lightly and goes back to the baby so I Tap in the date and go back in time again and reset everything the way it was and I was back in my attic again and went down to see my house the way t was before till I hear the door so I go and answer it and it’s thomas my Thomas looking very hungover “uh hi y/n, any idea where my bike keys are?” He asks leaning on my door frame holding his head “I took them off you last night you where way to drunk to drive” I answer going in to get them from my jacket “You need to stop doing that love i won’t crash” be says “How do you know?” I ask “ Love ive been riding motorcycles for ten years I can handle it” he says taking his keys back “I know” I laugh I stood quietly a second before I kissed his cheek “What was that for?” He asks “It’s a long story” I answer “Whatever” he sighs before grabbing my neck and kissing my mouth passionately before pulling away and leaving my flat, “I’ll call you later darling” he says as he goes down the corridor