Thomas' POV
Newt couldn't go to the hospital with me. I assume it's because of whatever his surprise is. Hopefully I don't mess it up this time. Stop thinking like that, Thomas, I tell myself. Shaking my head, I sign into the hospital and wait in the waiting room. It didn't take long for me to be pulled into the room with the doctor.
*time skip til after Thomas gets his cast off*
Tommy: I just got my cast off.
Newt: IM NOT READY YET!!!
Tommy: Well where are you?
Newt: . . . At your house.
Tommy: Why?
Newt: I can't tell you that!
Tommy: Fine, I'll take my time getting home
Newt: You better -_-
Newt: I'm serious, Tommy.
Newt: I need at least another hour!
Tommy: Another hour????
Newt: Yep.
Tommy: Well maybe if you stopped replying you'd get done a little faster.
Newt: Shut up, Tommy!
*time skippppppp*
Thomas' POV
I walk into my house an hour and ten minutes later-just to be sure that Newt was done. When I walked in, there was a note.
Tommy,
I know it's been a while since we were able to do something special . . .
I walked a little further into the living room. On the sofa was another note.
So it's time for a change . . .
I smile and head further into the kitchen. On the table, there was another note.
Because you're special . . .
I walk into the backyard and nearly died at what I saw.
Newt was standing behind a table that was candlelit. Food was placed on the circle table. As if on cue, my stomach growled. I ignored it and continued to take in the view. Surrounding the table, were rose petals. Light music was playing, but I couldn't find the source. I smiled and locked eyes with Newt.
"Because you're special to me," Newt started walking toward me. I met him halfway and engulfed him in a hug. My stomach growled again and we sat down and ate. We talked and laughed. It was easy to say that this was the best day ever. What did I do to get Newt? Not that I'm complaining.
"Thank you so much Newt," I hugged him before he had to leave.
"You deserved this and you deserve so much more," Newt smiled.
Before I could do anything, Newt's phone rang-his mom, he had said-and he had to leave. I went to bed that night with a smile on my face, continuously replaying the day in my head.
