I know, Tommy

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Newt didn't pull away-that surprised me. After about a minute of kissing I pulled away. I really didn't want to but I needed air. We were both panting. "I really like you, Newt". I said in between heavy breaths. "I know, Tommy". he said sweetly. I rested my head on his shoulder. "So why do you hate those jokes"? I asked, changing the subject. "Well" Newt began. "Because Minho doesn't know I'm gay, and every time he makes a joke like that I fear he's figured it out". Newt stroked my hair. his fingers were soft. "Well, he's going to find out now". I muttered. "I guess". Newt nodded.

Newts POV•

I was worried. I didn't want the other gladers to find out. Alby would see me as weak and I'd no longer be second-in-command. Minho might hate me, I couldn't loose my best friend. I sighed, stroking Tommy's soft brown hair. I had Tommy, he was mine, so why am I worrying? I have what I want. What I need. "Newt"? Tommy shook away the other thoughts. "Yes, Tommy"? He looked up at me. "Whats on your mind"? He asked, his little noes was inches away from mine I just had to poke it. "Boop". I laughed softly as Tommy smiled. I heard a voice calling for me, Minho's voice to be exact. "Newt!! Newt were are you"? Twigs snaped under his feet, I knew he was close. I unlinked myself from Tommy and brushed off my pants. "Minho? I'm right here". Minho turned the corner from a tree and ran over to me. "Where have you been, Slinthead?! I don't care if you get crabby about jokes that doesn't give you time to play, patty-cakes, with Thomas in the woods all day"! Minho tried to sound upset, but he couldn't do it. "Okay, okay, so why do you need me so bad"? I asked as I chuckled slightly. "Alby says he needs you to help him with some stuff, I offered to if but he needs you". Minho explained running a Han trough his jet black hair. "Oh really"? I asked rhetorically, as I began to walk. "Ya, he thinks you'll do a 'better job than me' so he's obviously had too much if Gally's special drink". I shook my head. "Oh, that hurts kind of.." We both laughed.

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