"What do these notes even mean?" Thomas asks, looking at the notebook from my previous class.
"To be honest I don't even know." I chuckle, taking the notes from his hands and looking over them again.
"Really? That's not like you," Thomas says, placing his hands on top of mine. He tilts his head and looks at me with a small smile spreading across his face.
Smiling under his watch I close my notebook. "yeah I've been slipping a little bit recently I guess...my professor even noticed," I mumble the last part under my breath.
"What do you mean? Did you get in trouble?" Thomas intertwines his fingers with mine and strokes the top of my hand with his thumb. "He asked me if I had any personal issues because my grades have dropped a little. It's no big deal. Really." Thomas furrows his eyebrows. "Well have you been studying?"
I chew on the inside of my cheek, "yes! Well...kind of," I laugh nervously.
"You haven't have you?" Thomas asks, half laughing, half serious.
"Not really...but it's okay."
"It's because of me isn't it?" Thomas asks, he leans his elbow on the table and rests his head on his palm, not letting go of my hand. Looking at me I sigh and meet his gaze but don't say anything. "How about this?" He starts, "I'll go back to my dorm and you can study?"
"No no no, wait. I can study later, you don't have to go to your room yet." Thomas shakes his head, "nope. You have to study!" He protests.
Rolling my eyes I can't help but smile at his goofy grin. "Do you want to at least walk my back to my room? You haven't seen it yet," I ask, hoping to but some more time with him even though I know I really need to study.
Thomas smiles at me, "god why you do you to be so cute all the time? You know it's hard for me to say no to that." He teases, letting go of my hand and poking my cheek which causes me to blush madly.
We gather our thing and leave the library, I nod at Rachel as we pass her and she only smirks at me. "I can't believe I've still never been to your dorm." Thomas says smiles at me.
"It's nothing too special, believe me." I laugh. "Before we get there though, my roomate, Alby...it's not that he doesn't like me but we aren't exactly friends. So if he's kind of rude to you-"
"It'll be fine Newt!" Thomas laughs, grabbing my hand and squeezing it tightly.
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I open the door and find the room empty, "hmm, Alby must have class today," I mumble.
Thomas walks around me and looks at all the pictures and things I have hung on the wall by my bed. "Oh! Those-those are nothing," I stammer, embarrassed at my nerdy pictures of video games and atoms. "I like em'. They're cool." Thomas smiles and looks back at me.
He hops up on my desk and tilts his head, just looking at me. "What?" I ask, a small blush rising on my cheeks.
"Nothing...you just look really adorable when you get all blushy." My eyes widen and Thomas chuckles, "See! Right there! You're so cute," he laughs as my face heats up even more.
I shake my head and walk over to him, standing in between his legs as he sits on my desk. Wrapping my arms around his neck I smile, "do you really have to leave?" I whisper, suddenly serious, not wanting him to leave me alone.
"You need to study," he murmurs and pulls me close, bringing his lips to mine. "But I'll see you later?" He asks against my lips. Instead of replying I close the gap between us and kiss him. We kiss slowly at first but Thomas runs his hands up my back and I tangle my fingers in his hair. Breaking away Thomas smiles, keeping his hands on me. "You need to study," he says again, biting his lip. "Yeah," I mumble, slowly taking my hands off him.
He slides his hands down to my waist where they linger for a moment before dropping his arms to his side. Biting the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling I turn around to walk to my bed when Thomas hooks his fingers in my back belt loops. Pulling me back to him he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses the back of my neck gently. Shivers like electricity races down my spine as Thomas kisses me. Whirling around I grab him by his shirt and pull him into me.
Kissing him hard for a minute he pulls back again. "I hate you," I breathe out, he smirks and gets down from my desk. I rest my hands on Thomas's chest and close my eyes. The absence of Thomas's mouth on mine aches like a part of me is missing. Opening my eyes I see he is smirking at me before planting a quick kiss on my lips, "if you get lonely later maybe we can hang out?" He asks. Taking a deep breath I nod and smile at him. We kiss a couple more times before he finally leaves and I'm left in silence.
I stay in the same spot for a few minutes, thinking about Thomas. I gently run my finger across my lips, the feel of Thomas's mouth lingering there. Closing my eyes for a minute I let out a deep breath and lay down on my bed.
I'm not sure how long I laid there in silence, it could've been two minutes or two hours. My mind swirled with thoughts of Thomas when the door swung open. "Oh, Newt. I didn't know you where here." Alby says as he closes the door. Looking up momentarily before laying my head back on my pillow I mumble a hello, "yeah. I got back early today."
"You have hardly even been here the last few days, the one day you didn't even come home," He states while he tidies up his desk and grabs some papers before flopping onto his bed. "Oh...yeah. I've just been busy." This is so odd. Alby and I have never had an actual conversation, I didn't think he would even notice I was gone.
"So where have you been?"
Sitting up I look at him, he's flipping though a textbook. "I've uh...I've been hanging out with my...his name is Thomas," the words spill out of my mouth before I can stop them.
"Oh! That's cool...is he like your-" he hesitates and I cut him off. "Boyfriend?" I shock myself by saying this. Thomas and I haven't referred to each other as boyfriend yet. "Yeah...that," Alby says, finally looking up.
"Yeah. He is."
"That's cool. I didn't even know you were gay," Alby mumbles the last part.
"You didn't?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. "I thought I told you?"
"We've never even had an actual conversation before Newt," Alby says sounding somewhat sad about it. It's quiet for a minute before Alby speaks again, very quietly. "I am too ya know."
"Really?" I ask, somewhat shocked but thinking back it's not a huge surprise. "Yeah...there's actually a guy I like," he looks nervous as he speaks and avoids my eyes.
"That's great!" Setting my textbook aside I start to talk to Alby. As we talk I keep thinking about Thomas, without him I couldn't even have a normal conversation with anyone besides Rachel who I never really talked to for more than a minute. Now, I'm becoming more comfortable with things. It might still be difficult to talk to strangers, but the thought of Thomas seems to calm me every time I start to panic about it.
Thomas makes me feel alive.
a/n: I'm so sorry it took me almost a week to update! Working on the next chapter now:) but recently I've been feeling bad that this fanfic moved way too fast bc I saw a post on tumblr that was like "when your OTP finally kisses in your fanfic" so I'm sorry about that again:( after this fanfic is over I'm going to write another one that moves a bit slower:) anyways I hope you liked this chapter! Picture creds goes to tumblr I'm sorry but I couldn't find the URL:/ hope this one was okay sorry I haven't updated in a while! Xx Stay lovely, McKenna.

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Skinny Love - Newtmas
Fanfiction•completed• Newt: a smart, shy freshman nervous about enrolling in college Thomas: an energetic, outgoing sophomore ready for love How will these two meet and more importantly; get along.