Chapter Two

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♣Newt's POV♣


As soon as i wake it's not hard to tell that I'm not in my own bed. I can't remember a lot about last night. But I obviously drank a lot because my head is banging.


Tommy.


I remember Tommy.


I remember him bringing me back here.


But that's about it.


I've only known him a few day's, and he probably hates me already and I don't even blame him. I hate me too.


I get up and go downstairs looking for Tommy. I notice him asleep on the sofa.


Shit.


Was I really asleep in his bed while he slept on the sofa?


I suddenly feel guilty.


Looking down at the floor I notice I'm not even wearing my own clothes either. I'm wearing Thomas'.


I sigh and look down at Thomas sleeping. He looked, peaceful. I was hungry and thirsty, but it was obvious I had already outstayed my welcome.


I go back up into Thomas' room to find my clothes, I realize that they are covered in sick—probably my own. So decide to stay in Thomas' clothes and to just write him a note. I find a bit of paper and write down:


Tommy,


I'm really sorry about last night, I don't remember much, but I'm sorry you had to see me like that...


Thank you for letting me stay but you honestly should of just made ME sleep on the sofa seen as it's your house. Also I hope it's alright that I've borrowed your clothes to go home in. I'll give them back to you tomorrow.


I really sorry Thomas.



Newt.


I go back downstairs and put the note on the table next to the sofa. Hoping he will see it as soon as he gets up. I take a few seconds to admire how adorable he looks mumbling in his sleep, then leave.


When I get home nobody's home.


Which isn't surprising.


Gally will be out with Gally and Ben and all that and mum works until late and dad hardly comes home at all.

insecure //newtmas auWhere stories live. Discover now