"Hello, love," it's my best friend, Newt. He's the only one who calls me love, and every time he says it my heart skips a beat.
"Hey," I reply.
"Are you excited for the new greenie?" He asks.
"Yes! I hope it's a girl, it can get a little lonely."
"Ouch, that hurts," Newt replies sarcastically.
"Shut up, you know what I mean. The guys are great, I would just love it if I could have another girl to keep me company."
"I think it'll be another boy. But if that's what you think will happen."
"Yeah it'll probably be another guy, I just want it to be a girl. And I don't want to be called greenie anymore."
"Yeah, but everyone has to go through that. And I don't call you greenie."
"Yeah, thanks. I hate it, is it really that hard to call me y/n?"
"Well I don't call you y/n. Do you want me to?"
I don't know what I would do if he stopped calling me love. "As long as it's not Greenie."
"Good."
I want to ask him more about it, but it might just mean nothing. He probably just wants to stay friends, unlike me. I really like him.
"Why do you call me love?" I blurt out before I realize what I'm doing.
Newt looks taken aback. "Umm... Actually I've been meaning to talk to you about that."
"Okay," I answer a little too eagerly.
"Ever since-"
Newt gets cut off by the sound of the box alarm. Although I'm disappointed I won't get to hear what Newt wants to say, I jump in excitement.
"Okay, let's go!" Newt says, grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the box.
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Jealous
FanfictionA new greenie comes up in the box and starts spending a lot of time with y/n, but Newt doesn't like it. (completed)