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"TOMMY IF YOU DON'T ANSWER YOUR BLOODY PHONE I SWEAR I'M GONNA GO OVER THERE MYSELF AND DRAG YOU BY YOUR BLOODY EAR TO THIS PARTY"

Newt hangs up the voicemail. You were going to say something to help his calm down, but he held up his hand. "Don't bother," He says, then he goes off to the other side of the room. You think about following him, but you decide to let him cool off. Minho rolls his eyes. "He's so dramatic," he says. "But what do you think Thomas is doing anyway?"

You shrug. "I dunno," you say, but you do wonder what could be keeping him so long.

Eight hours earlier-

"Newt, get up," you say, throwing a pillow onto his face. "It's eleven am, you need to get up and around." He had been sleeping around ever since you and the gladers and a few more decided to all move into one apartment.

The stubborn teen grumbled into his pillow. "Five more minutes," he said in his British accent, you find the cutest thing in the world. You walked over to the bedside and shook him, but he turned over and grabbed you, pulling you in the bed beside him. He started tickling you. You struggled a bit, but stopped when he just wrapped his arms around you and layed there for a minute, you looking into Newt's sparkling eyes.

"You really need to get up," you whispered, snickering.

Just then, Minho bust open the door. "Hey, Shanks, you almost ready?" He asked. "Or should I come back after your snuggle session?"

Newt looked at you, then Minho. "Yeah," he said. "Come back later."

"No," you say, getting up. "We're getting up." You took Newt's arm and pulled him out of bed. He fell to the floor with a grunt. "Bloody shuck it," he said, standing up and heading to the bathroom.

"You two are getting pretty close, aye?" Minho said after Newt shut the bathroom door, taking a step closer to you.

You shrug. "Yeah," you say. "He's really just a big softie under all that tough-guy act."

Minho smirked. "True, true," he says, wrapping an arm around you. You smiled. You both stand there for a minute in silence until you ask, "Where's Thomas?"

Minho shrugs. "I guess he left early to go his lovely, beautiful amazing-,"

"Teresa?" You guess. Thomas always uses those words when he's talking about her. They are really something else. They're like the perfect couple, even after everything.

Minho nodded, pulling you closer to him, even though you were already close. You didn't mind, though.

Newt came out of the bathroom then with dark blue jeans and a Fall-Out-Boy shirt. "I didn't know you liked Fall Out Boy, Newt?" you say.

He shrugged. "I don't," he says. "I stole it from you, remember?"

Now that you thought about it, you realized that shirt did look familiar. You roll your eyes. "I should've known," you say.

"Hey, where's Tommy?" he asks.

"He's with the lovely, beautiful, amazing-," You and Minho say in unison.

"Teresa?" Newt says.

You and Minho nodded.

Newt rolled his eyes. "I still don't trust that girl."

You heard an offended gasp from the doorway. "Me?" Brenda says, walking into the room, Aris following close behind her. "Wow, y'all having a party without us?"

"Hey, Brenda," you say.

"Nah," Newt says. "we're talking about the lovely-,"

"Oh, Tereasa," Brenda and Aris say. "Gotcha," Brenda says. "Yeah, Tom left early to go 'hang' with her."

Minho rolls his eyes. "You shanks are too hard on her. She had to do all she did to get us all here. Same with Aris."

"Nah, I like Aris," Brenda said, pulling him into a headlock and messing his hair up. Aris grunted but didn't struggle. He was probably used to it by now. "I just..I dunno. Teresa's still a bit..."

"Sussy?" Newt finished. "Yeah. But whatever. They'd better be following us by the time we get on the bloody highway or they're gonna miss the whole shuckin' thing."

"Good that," Minho says, picking up his suitcase from the hallway and heading out. You picked up yours and followed him. He loaded yours into the trunk and hopped in the driver's seat. Newt sat in the passenger's seat and Brenda, you and Aris got the backseat. It was a little crowded, but you didn't mind really. It was nice to go on a "Family Vacation" as Newt called it. They were basically family, anyway. After everything. They all deserved a family. 


hi!!! i've been wanting to write a tmr fanfic, so lemme know how i'm doing! also pls comment and vote- it means more than u know! alr luv u ppls, peace out for now!

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