Thomas' POV
I don't really know what happened on the roof with Dylan yesterday. I only remember the taste of his lips and the green-brown colour of his beautiful eyes.
I don't know why I did it. Kiss him, I mean. It was like I were in trance. Don't get me wrong, I liked it. Much. Too much. Not much happened after we kissed. He leaned his head on my shoulder and I leaned my head on his and we just sat there and watched the city of New York (a/n: I just made up something, don't go to New York to find them ok?) for I don't know how long. After that we got down to our rooms and fell asleep. Or he did (I was at his room for a while, until he fell asleep). Kissing him had made me awake. Also, the fact that he kissed me back kept me awake for a long time.
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A/n:
I'm sorry for the bad chapter.
BUT GUYS.
TEEN WOLF
TEEN WOLF
TEEN FUCKING WOLFFFFFDJDHWJLNDNJSBBDNSJDNSCBKZLWMNSnwnnsmdkskms
Just let me fangirl until next chapter ok?
Bye see yahhhh
P.S TEEEEEEEEEN WOOOOOOOOOLF❤️❤️💟❤️💗❤️💗❤️💕❤️💕❤️💟💗💕💘💕💖💘💖💕💖💕💘💖💕
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Wrong ~ Dylmas/Newtmas
Fanfiction"I just read a... thing in the script, and I think you should take a look at it." ♡
