ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Twenty Seven

The next day in math, Newt talks to Mark. 

"Give me your phone," Mark says.

"What?" Newt says. "Why?"

"I'm going to give you my phone number." He says. 

"Oh. Right." Newt says, laughing slightly. He hands the boy his phone. 

Mark types in his number and hands it back. "So, who's that Thomas guy? Is he your boyfriend?"

"Oh, um..." Newt says. "Yeah."

"Hmm..." Mark says. "What would it take to change that?"

Newt's mouth falls open. "I'm sorry, what?"

"What would it take for you to break up with him?" Mark says, looking at him.

"I don't-I-You-I-" He stutters. 

"Listen, just..." Mark says.  "Talk to me after class, okay?"

Newt just stares at him. "I don't-Mark, that's-"

"After. Class." He says. 

Before English, Newt walks up to Mark. 

"So, Mark, I just-" He starts. But Mark doesn't let him finish. He kisses him. 

Newt gasps. And, against all his judgement, he kisses him back. Mark puts his hands on his hips, pulling him closer. Newt puts his arms around his neck. Then, he pulls away.

"Oh my god," He says. "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I shouldn't have done that. I really, really shouldn't have done that. You gotta go. You have to go right now. If Tommy finds out, he'll-"

Then, Newt hears his voice. 

"Newt?" Thomas says.

"Oh, fuck." Newt says. "Tommy, I swear it's not what it looks like." 

Thomas looks between the pair, Mark's hands still on his waist. 

"Then what is it?" He says dryly. 

"He kissed me, Tommy," Newt says. "I swear. I didn't-It was just-he-"

Thomas shakes his head. "I cannot believe you." And he walks away.

"No, Tommy!" Newt cries. "Tommy, you can't just leave!" He moves himself out of Mark's grasp. "Tommy! Please!" 

Thomas turns around and looks at him. "I can't, Newt. I just...I can't."

"No!" He says. "Please, Tommy, please!"

But he turns the corner, away. Newt starts to hyperventilate. 

"Oh my god." He says. "Oh my god. Oh my god. I cannot believe I just did that."

Mark puts a hand on his shoulder. "If he can't forgive you for me kissing you, then maybe you don't need him."

Newt has given up on all reason. "Maybe you're right."

"Yeah," Mark says. He puts a hand on Newt's face. "I am. Forget about him."

"This is such a bad idea," Newt whispers.

"You're allowed to mess up sometimes." Mark says. 

"This isn't a thing, Mark." Newt says. "It can't be a thing."

Mark's eyes flicker to his lips. "Then it won't be." He says quietly. "Just once."

"Just once." Newt repeats. "Just one more time."

And Mark kisses him again. 

Newt walks into his house after school. 

"LIZZY!" He shouts.

His little sister appears in front of him. "Hey." She gets a good look at him. "Whoa, what's wrong?"

"I kissed a boy, Lizzy." He says.

"No shit." She says. "You do that everyday."

"A different boy." Newt clarifies. "Well, he kissed me and I kissed him back."

Lizzy's face falls. "You did what?"

"His name is Mark Sloan and he's just so..." Newt sighs. "He's so...I don't know. And Thomas saw and now he hates me." Tears fall down his face.

 Lizzy hugs him. "It'll be okay. He loves you. He'll forgive you eventually. Just give him time."

"But Lizzy I don't know if he can." Newt sobs. 

"He can." Lizzy nods. "Just stop talking to Mark. You can never talk to him again."

Newt nods. "I know. I know. Damn it!" He says. "Damn it. I can't believe I did that!"

"Mark kissed you, Newt." Lizzy says. "And I'll shucking kill that asshole, I swear to god."

Newt wipes away his tears. "When do I talk to him?"

"Tomorrow." Lizzy says firmly. "Give him today. You hurt him. Bad. So give him today. Talk to him tomorrow."

Newt nods. "Okay."

A/N: Man, you guys must hate me. I cannot even believe I did this. I was laughing the whole time tbh. Well, thanks for reading. I love you even if you hate me. <3.