The Rickrolled Cutie ✦ Newtmas AU

the weekend - chapter 5

thomas was on his way to teresa's house with brenda and chuck, as teresa's parents were in london on holiday to visit the two t's.

"i swear to god, if teresa's friends are here to talk to these stupid parents of hers, i'm gonna commit self deletus." thomas groaned, flopping onto the steering wheel.

chuck laughed.

"get over it, tom. plus, wouldn't newt be there?" brenda smirked. "oh, i think they are there as well because sonya asked if i was gonna be there." 

"and you decided to not tell me this because?"

"dunno." she shrugged nonchalantly.

and, they definitely were all there.

as soon as thomas, brenda and chuck walked through the door, they were welcomed by:

1) teresa's parents

2) teresa herself 

3) teresa's friends

4) sonya and newt.

for some reason, they didn't class as teresa's friends. probably because her friends weren't as 'we must get up and rush over'. sonya, on the other hand, dragged newt over to see brenda.

"brie!" she smiled, wrapping her hands around brenda's neck.

"hey, sunny!" brenda smiled, placing a kiss on her forehead.

thomas and chuck both gagged at the action, although the brunette only attacked the other brunet.

"you're just jealous, tom." she rolled her eyes.

"i am not!"

soon enough, teresa joined in. 

"hey, guys. also whatever it is, you are, tom." she smiled, giving brenda a high five. "how do you live with him?"

"i just feel bad because he doesn't have a significant other." brenda frowned sarcastically, putting a hand to her heart. "like, i could move in with sun, but thomas has nobody. poor tommy boy." 

"fuck you both. i could obviously move in with someone." thomas' eyes scanned around, meeting newt's confused eyes. "i'm sure newt would just adore to move in with me, wouldn't you?" 

"my brother? you want to bang my brother?" sonya glared. 

"i never said that!" he blushed, backing away slightly, not too noticeably. 

"sonya! tommy does not want to bang me." newt whined, hitting his sister. 

teresa snorted. "i'm sure he wouldn't mind banging you." 

before either boys could argue, teresa's parents rushed over to thomas.

"ahh, thomas! we missed you so much." his auntie smiled at him, ruffling his hair. "god, you've grown so much." 

"yep, thank you, appreciated." he groaned, blushing from the embarrassment. 

"of course. now, where's little chuckie?" 

thomas was running around the house, searching for newt. 

a lot of the family / friends had gotten a tad drunk. 

thomas hadn't, and he seemed to be the only one panicking over where the hell newt had disappeared to. 

he'd been gone for around half an hour, and minho and teresa couldn't really care, as they thought it didn't matter (they shrugged it off with a 'eh, he can't have gone far.' like, what did they think he was? a cat?).

whatever it was, they didn't care. thomas did, though. and he was going to find newt, whether he liked him or not. 

(well, he was looking quite badly considering the fact he hadn't looked upstairs once.)

and that was where newt was. 

just, sat. staring outside at the world. it was very pretty. 

the stars lit up the sky, and illuminated the british boy. 

thomas thought newt himself was very pretty. 

the way his blond hair just sat there. unlike minho's, who was very hair-gelled. newt's just sort of... flopped. he couldn't explain it. 

his limp, as well. the brunet had no clue why on earth he had a limp, but it made him unique. and it was cute.

and, oh my god, his accent! he loved his accent, it was the best.

he was just... beautiful. 

his personality, his appearance.

everything. 

thomas only met the goddamn boy last week and he felt as if he was head over heels for him. 

he made his way over to him quietly.

"hey. do you mind if i sit next to you?" he couldn't keep that stupid grin off his face as he looked at newt. 

"oh, uh, not at all." newt moved over a bit, smiling back. 

for a split second, thomas swore he saw a faint hint of blush but he figured it was his eyes playing tricks because he was blind half the time (god, there was one time where he thought aris' pet turtle was a football, so he was about to run up and kick it, and uh, it would've been terrible if he did actually do that). 

"thanks." he sat down. 

they relaxed in a peaceful silence, just admiring the view.

"it's really pretty." newt spoke up. 

"it is." thomas agreed. 

"it reminds me of mine and sonya's parents." he paused. "they died when we were younger." 

he frowned. "i'm sorry. my dad left when i was younger." 

he didn't mention his mum though. 

they just fell into another comfortable silence. 

"you're really pretty, blondie, as well." 

newt's voice got caught in his throat. "i.. thank you." he averted his eyes to the side, feeling embarrassed by the feeling that thomas was gazing at him. 

thomas just chucked, flopping his head down onto newt's shoulder. "of course." 

"just for the record, you're beautiful too, tommy." 

WAFHAHUWA a bit shorter of a chapter but i really really loved writing that fluffy fluff :))) ok ty for reading