19/Newt is a therapist

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"I don't know

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"I don't know."

Newt's eyebrows flew up and over, it was almost like Gally's, "What do you mean you don't know? You feel weird in your stomach around Jeff sometimes, but never fully enough to know?" he crossed his arms, "Jeez I sound like a maniac."

"No, I just.. don't know, but I mean we're only twelve so-" Newt cut me off.

"You know I bet there's some people who've you know, lasted since twelve."

I sighed, ignoring what Newt was saying, "What- no. plus you wouldn't know since you know, you can't remember anything?"

Newt shrugged, "I guess I can see what your trying to say, but still I'm going to chain that up for the rest of my life."

You know that feeling where you think you like someone but you don't know if you like them either, but you know you don't like them, only to think that you have a small crush? No, because I don't remember anything past my name, which isn't even my real name I think.

"What if you just, I don't know try something." Newt spoke, tilting his head a little to think about it, "Like what if you try hugging him? That ought to do somethin', right?"

"I'm not doing that-"

Newt interrupted me, "what if you just try, and if he has a reaction of some kind-" he gestured in a way. 

"But isn't every single person here gonna have a reaction to some random girl hugging them?"

Newt shrugged again, "I mean your not random, plus everyone knows you by now." 

"Yeah- but I hardly ever think that any of you hug each other for fun."

Minho popped his head into the room, "I have heard EVERYTHING you guy's have been saying and I'm all here for it."

"By the way just a suggestion, you should do it."

But what if he thinks I'm weird or something, or like he thinks I'm strange and never talks to me again and then he'll hate me forever-" I continued, "or what if he like- I don't know never wants to be my friend ever again-"

Minho interrupted me, "Wait, wait, wait, your ranting to Newt because you afraid of I don't know friendship status?"

"What would I be thinking of?"

Newt had a shocked face or just Newt's normal face with a slight difference, "Oh- I thought you bloody liiknerfd hijm."

I couldn't understand what he meant, he kind of slurred the words together.

Minho nodded, "That's what I thought."


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