Skinny Love - Newtmas

Chapter Six

"I'm sorry Newt, the party was a bad idea. Next time we can just hang out in my room," Thomas says, sitting on his bed, studying his already bruised hand. I stand awkwardly before him, shifting my weight from one foot to the other.

"Maybe there shouldn't be a next time," I say, meeting Thomas's eyes for the first time since the fight. A look of shock and hurt washes over his face.

"What do you mean?" He asks, standing slowly so he's face-to-face with me.

"I mean how is it going to be fun for you if you always have to come to my rescue? People like you don't hang out people like me okay? I'm just the stupid awkward nerd who prefers the library to parties, and you're the outgoing, funny guy who everyone loves and is the life of the party. I think it's better if we just...don't hang out anymore...I should go." I turn to leave but Thomas's voice stops me

"Newt wait!" Turning around slowly I am once again facing Thomas. "Newt...I like you okay? And not like as friends, I really really like you. I've always liked you! Couldn't you tell?!"

My voice gets caught in my throat and all I can do is stare at him. "That first time I talked to you in the library, it wasn't just a fluke okay? I had seen you there every day for like a month and I finally asked Rachel who you were, she told you your name and even then it took me two weeks to work up the nerve to talk to you!"

I shake my head, "I'm sorry Thomas, I have to go." I turn and rush to the door, just as I reach it Thomas catches my wrist. He pulls me to him and I spin around, before I know what's happening his lips are against mine. I stand still and he pulls away, staring at me with wide eyes. The look of pure shock must show on my face because he panics, "Newt...I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He lets go of my wrist and I do possibly the stupidest I've ever done. I open the door and run out of his dorm.

I run through the hallways and out into the cold and I don't stop until I'm at my dorm, lying in my bed and thinking about how stupid I am.

Thomas pov

"Hey Newt, It's Thomas...again. I know I've called you like...seven times now but it's been four days and I'm really sorry okay. I don't want to ruin our friendship, can we just forget it happened and start over? I haven't seen you at the library or on campus. I would come to your dorm but I don't know where it is. I'm sorry...so just...call me okay? Bye." I set the phone down and put my head in my hands. I blew it.

"Is everything okay?" I whip my head up and Minho is standing in the doorway.

"You gave me a heart attack god! How long have you been standing there?" I snap at him then return my head to my hands.

"Long enough. Bro I'm serious what has gotten into you?" He asks, closing the door and sitting on his bed to face me. "You've been acting really weird these past couple days. What happened at that party that's got you so messed up?"

I look up at him and shake my head, "I don't want to talk about it okay? Just leave me alone," I lay down on my back and stare at the ceiling, mentally cursing myself for ever taking Newt to that party.

"Come on man, I'm your best friend, you have to talk to me! You've got a bruised hand, you're acting all depressed, you're hardly eating! And Newt, the guy you haven't shut up about for a month hasn't been over here. What is going on?"

I sit up and look at him, "I screwed everything up Minho, whatever we had it would've ever had is over. I blew it big time," I say quietly, putting my head back in my hands I groan.

"Look Thomas, you don't have to tell me...but if you want to I can try to help you." It's silent for about two minutes until I finally look up at him and sigh before spilling everything. The words are coming so fast out of my mouth I don't stop until I've told him everything.

"And...and then I kissed him and he ran out. That was four days ago and he isn't answering my texts or calls and I've checked every day at the library for him and he hasn't been there. See? I ruined it," I say.

"Wow..."

"Yeah."

"So you beat up that idiot at the party and he got mad?" Minho asks.

"Yes, no, kind of. He said he didn't want to take away my fun if I always had to rescue him," I shake my head. "He doesn't understand how much I like him, even though I told him he still doesn't understand! Ugh!"

"I'm sorry Thomas...but I wasn't wrong when I said he likes you, he's probably just freaked out, he'll come around. You didn't ruin it. The kiss just threw him for a loop, he got scared and ran away from it, but he likes you, and when he listens to your messages he's going to call you back and you're going to get him back. Until then don't give up."

I nod, "okay," I grab my phone.

Newt pov

I squeeze my eyes shut and play Thomas's message, I feel so bad for leaving and then not returning his texts or calls, but I don't know what else to do. I've been acting like such an idiot to go back now would just make it worse, I'm just going to have to let him go.

I roll onto my side and sigh. I set down my phone and almost immediately it rings, Thomas texted again.

Thomas: Newt I'm not even sure if you're reading this but if you are please read it all. I'm sorry okay? What I did was a mistake, but if you could just come over here we can talk about it. Please Newt, I don't want to ruin our friendship, for all I know it's already over, but I can't know for sure if you won't talk to me. Please Newt, I'm going to stop texting and calling now. Hope to see you soon.

Sitting up I put my phone in my pocket and grab my shoes.

a/n: so I hope that this story isn't moving too fast, but I fell into a situation where I didn't want to rush anything but I didn't want to drag it out with nothing happening and have it become boring, so I hope you're all okay with this! Hope you all enjoyed this one because I'm working really hard on this story:) Sorry for all these long authors notes lol! Love you all lots and thank you so much for anyone who takes the time to vote or comment :') means so much to me! Lol sorry for babbling love you all!! Xx stay lovely McKenna