(Here is another Alby imagine! ALBERTA INSTINEEREERE...what was that...)
(EDIT: I promise you I wasn't on drugs when I wrote that first thing.)I stood waiting for Jeff and Clint to tell me that Alby is alright, he was stung and willingly Thomas ran to help Minho with Alby, and returned safely. I bit my nails I never knew how much he actually meant to me. You see me and Alby weren't dating but, I've had a massive crush on him for the past two years. Jeff walked out, motioning for me to follow. I did so and saw him laying there, looking perfectly fine. I smiled to myself, Theresa noticed me and got up leaving the room. I sat down next to him grasping his hand, kissing it. He moved a little and I swear he smiled. I decided it was getting late so I best sleep here.
-Time skip to morning-
I awoke with a jump feeling a hand on my shoulder. "Shhh, it's okay." he said rubbing my shoulder. I smiled and hugged him "You're okay!!!" I exclaimed, excitement filled my stomach. "Yeah I feel so much better." he said looking at me. His eyes sparkled and my stomach filled with butterfly's. He leaned in and I did also, our lips met and I felt fireworks. We pulled back and Newt stood there, eyes wide. I giggled Newt clapped his hands together and said "Well I, uhh...better be..uhh bye!" he walked out looking embarrassed as ever.
~Newt's POV~
"Hey Newt! Is Alby okay?!" Minho asked. I nodded, "Dude are you okay?" Minho asked. I looked at him "Have you ever walked in on someone kissing?" I said. Minho's eyes went wide, he then squealed "She finally kissed him!!!" he said skipping off like a girl.
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