~Newt POV~ (again🙄)
The next two and a half weeks were harder than I thought they would be. Now that I had established my liking for Thomas, I started to notice many more things about him. Like his laugh that honestly sounded like the portals of heaven, or the way he played with the hairs on the back of his neck when he was bored.
It also proved to be much harder to be around him. Every time he spoke I got butterflies and when he looks at me and smiles, I swear I almost pass out every time. He also keeps catching me staring, which just ends up making me blush.
I sometimes let myself have a little tiny bit of hope that he could possibly like me back. I know it's a lot to wish but I swear he blushes when I compliment him and he seems to like it when we hang out just us alone. But then again, maybe that's just friendly behaviour.
I had a chat with Alby and he promised to lay off. He's done a pretty good job of that, although we still get the occasional shove or aggressive comment.
It was the last day of school before fall break. We were going to go to Minho's grandmother's place in the country, since she wasn't using it at the moment.
"We're going to Gally's party tonight." Minho said as he joined Tommy and I at the lunch table. "Cancel any plans 'cause we're going."
"Minho, we're literally always together. What other plans would we have?" Tommy said.
"Uh, I- I don't really do parties." I said hesitantly. Last party I went to was with Alby and I still regret having gone.
Thomas turned so he was facing me completely. "Oh c'mon, Newt. There's hot boys."
There will be if you're going.
I raised my eyebrows, implying that's not going to convince me.
He clasped his hands in front of him and did some horrible attempt at puppy eyes, it was still cute though. "Pleaseeeee." He dragged out the 'e'.
I rolled my eyes and went back to my food. "Fine." I grumbled. Thomas and Minho made victory sounds and high fived. "But if I don't like it I'm leaving." I added.
"Deal." Minho agreed.
-times skip to before the party-
"Ugh, I've got nothing to wear." I complained as I picked up the hundredth shirt and put in in front of me in the mirror.
Minho huffed out a laugh. "Wasn't aware you had turned into Teresa." He joked.
I glared at him from across the room and threw the shirt on the floor in annoyance. "Just shut up and help me pick an outfit."
"Trying to impress anyone?" He raised a brow.
My head shot around so quickly I think I might have been whiplashed. "What? No!"
He laughed. "Sure." He went over to his wardrobe and started looking through it.
"Minho, I really don't think your stuff is gonna fit me." I said.
"Not mine. I think Thomas left some stuff here."
My face flushed. I would be wearing Thomas' clothes. "I- I don't think his will either."
"Don't worry, he left this here like two years ago, it should be just your size." He pulled out a short sleeved white button up with little black patters on it. He moved past me and reached inside my wardrobe, picking up some things and then putting them back down.
"Aha!" He exclaimed as he pulled out a pair of black jeans and handed them to me. "Go put these on." He motioned for the bathroom.
I changed and looked at myself in the mirror. Not too bad.
"See, you look great. Now put on a chain and go get your man." He said with a smirk.
I picked up my shirt from the floor and whacked him with it. "Shut up."
We waited for Lizzy (who took extra long by the way) and then headed over to the Edison's house.
Thomas stepped out and my breath caught in my throat. He was wearing a pair of dark grey jeans and a red hoodie, his hair was jelled and slightly sticking up. It was plain but god did he look good.
I blushed as he grinned at me.
He came over and patted me on the back. "Hey, man."
Ouch.
"Hey."
"We ready to go?" He looked at Minho who was visibly cringing at our interaction. He nodded and motioned us to his mum's car.
I sat at the back, in between Thomas and Teresa, while Lizzy sat shotgun next to Minho. Thomas kept pinching my wast and kicking my feet the entire way there. I pretended to be upset but I actually love it.
We got to Gally's house pretty quickly and he opened the door almost instantly. "Hey guys. You're really early, only Aris and Rachel are here but people should start coming soon. Make yourselves at home." He stepped to the side to let us in. "Just don't break anything or my parents will have my ass."
About five minutes passed and the house was already packed and chaotic. About twenty kids were drunk out of their minds and some were even passed out. Minho had gone off to play beer pong with some of the track team, Lizzy was dancing with Brenda and Teresa had gone off somewhere, probably not so subtly stalking Minho. Thomas and I were on the side talking about our trip tomorrow.
"Hey, do you want a drink?" Thomas asked me over the loud music.
"Yeah, sure." I smiled at him. He went off to get us some drinks and I stood by myself, leaning against the wall and enjoying the sight of a hundred drunk horny teenagers.
"Hey." I turned my head towards the voice.
For fucks sake.
"What?"
"Oh come on, why so salty?" Alby smirked as he leaned on the wall next to me.
I snapped my head around angrily. "Maybe because you beat one of my close friends?"
He rolled his eyes. "I apologised."
I scoffed and stood up straight.
"Can I get you a drink?" He asked.
"Thomas is getting me one." I fake smiled.
His expression darkened and I could see him balling fists at his sides. Right on cue, Thomas comes up behind me and hands me a plastic cup filled with what I assumed was beer.
"Everything ok?" He asked and raised his eyebrows at Alby.
"Yeah, Alby was just leaving." I looked at him annoyed.
Alby glared at Thomas for a moment before standing up straight and walking away. I cleared my throat and murmured 'what an asshole' before grabbing Thomas by the wrist and dragging him off to find our friends.
A few hours passed and I was a little bit tipsy, but nothing compared to Tommy and Minho who were absolutely hammered. It didn't seem like their first time, either.
We played a few rounds of truth or dare, beer pong and some other stupid party games that no one really enjoys.
I was sitting on the sofa with Thomas leaning on me, drunkenly pointing at a wall.
"Hey, Tommy I gotta go to the bathroom." I said, lightly shoving him off me.
He grumbled something along the lines of: 'no stay here with me.' God, he's adorable when he's drunk.
I laughed and got up. "I'll be right back."
I finished my business and washed my hands, looking in the mirror and realising I was sweating like crazy. It was really hot and there were about one hundred sweaty drunk teenagers surrounding me, what did I expect?
I washed my face out a few times and headed back downstairs to find Tommy, hoping to god he was still where I had left him.
My heart flipped when I saw that he was, but it quickly dropped.
Oh he was there, alright. He was there on the sofa, exactly where I had left him. Sucking faces with Harriet.
My vision blurred and I got dizzy. My heart felt like it had been ripped out of my chest and stomped on about a hundred times.
I steadied myself and tried my best not to throw up on Gally's floor. I grabbed my jacket from a chair and headed for the door. Tears started forming in my eyes as I pushed through the sea of drunken teens. I had to get out of there.
"Newt! Hey where are you going?" Teresa asked as I shoved past her.
"Home." I said, fighting back tears and not stopping for a second. I needed air.
She grabbed my wrist and turned me around. "You can't drive."
"I'll walk." I ripped my arm out of her grasp and stomped out of the door, slamming it on my way out.
I heard Teresa coming after me but didn't stop. She caught up with me and took out her phone to text who I assumed was Lizzy, telling her we were going home.
I knew I had no right to be mad at Tommy. We're not together so it's not like he cheated or anything. Still feels like shit though. And I definitely had no right to be mad at Teresa, so I let her walk with me.
I kept my head down and my hands in my pockets. "You wanna talk about it?" She asked after a few minutes of silence.
"No."
More silence.
"You know he likes you. A lot."
For a single moment, I let hope take me over, looking up at my friend, my face softening. But then I remembered the image of Thomas eating Harriets face off and that hope quickly faded to heartbreak.
"Yeah, well it didn't seem like it when he had his tongue shoved halfway down Harriet's throat."
She sighed. "Newt, he's drunk. He's gonna regret it in the morning. Trust me, there was no emotion behind that kiss." She reassured me.
"Whatever." I grumbled.
We were silent the rest of the way home. T walked me to my door, asking if I was ok. I wasn't, but of course I didn't tell her that. I waved goodnight to my friend and slowly made my way to my bedroom, kicking off my shoes and climbing into bed, not even bothering to change or brush my teeth.
I cried myself to sleep.
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I don't really have an explanation I just was feeling pretty un motivated.
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This chapter is unedited bcs it's 00:34 where I am and I wanna sleep so I apologise for any mistakes.