Newt's POV
I don't know what came over me, but my mouth seemed to have grown a mind of its own. Before I could stop myself, I whispered
"I love you Tommy."
I paused, regretting that deeply, hoping I could take it back. I glanced at Thomas, his eyes still closed, breathing steadily. He looked so peaceful and untroubled, I wish he didn't have to go through all that suffering and torment, he doesn't deserve it. I prayed that he was asleep, that he didn't hear my embarrassing confession.
I mentally slapped myself for being so careless to let those words slip out of my lips.
Though my own words also surprise me, I wasn't sure exactly what it meant. All I knew was that he was family, till the end.
I gazed into the distance until I slowly started drifting into slumber.
Eh short para of Newt's thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
What If (Newtmas Fanfiction)
FanfictionWhat if Thomas could have stopped the blade going into Newts chest for just a little longer ? What if he held Newt down long enough for Brenda to arrive with the cure ? What if Newt made it to the safe haven together with the rest of his friends...
