Yours

Chapter 9

Newt's POV

I've been ignoring my dad for a few days now and it really bothers me that he arranged to get WICKED to take that memory from me. It's just so stupid.

Thomas and I haven't really spoken lately which doesn't make me feel any better.

I walk into geography class my heart skipping a beat when I see Thomas. I don't know if I should feel guilty about not telling Thomas about him kissing my neck in the car and trying to 'get it' with me. I would've done it in a heartbeat but he was drunk who knows if he meant what he was saying.

"Ok class I'll be assigning a group project you will be working in partners. You are allowed to choose your partners..." The teacher continued but I just doodled on my binder.

I felt someone poke my side and I turn to see Thomas making my cheeks warm.

"Hey." He whispered a smile playing on his lips.

"Hey." I whispered back.

"Do you want to be partners?" He asked and I hesitated. That means alone time with him after school and I don't know what to say. What if I make a complete fool of myself and after this project he'll never talk to me again?
Newt calm down you're over reacting just the other day he was telling you he loved you. But he was drunk he didn't mean it.

"Sure." I finally respond. I began making a brainstorm on what topic to do and I felt Thomas' eyes on me making me uncomfortable. After a few minutes I couldn't take it.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked trying to not to sound rude but he was making me feel insecure. He blushed looking down scratching back of his neck.

"I didn't know I was staring, I was just thinking about how beautiful you are." I was speechless. I don't know how someone can make me feel like this. I'm sure now. I'm completely sure i like him and I'm starting to think that he's flirting with me. I think. Maybe not.

"Uh thanks, but you're the art piece around here." I said trying to sound smooth but totally failed. I'm such an idiot! I mentally face palmed as I tried to find a way to apologize.

"Really? Thank you." He said his cheeks more red making me smile. He's blushing... Because of me? Butterflies swarmed in my stomach at the thought.

"You're welcome." I responded continuing to work.

By the end of the period we had found a topic and discussed what we will do for the presentation. I couldn't help but look over at Maddy as we were working. She was my ex-girlfriend I wanted to know how she's doing.

She's doing so great, she's laughing, smiling which kind of hurt. If she had feelings for me and we actually dated why would she be so ok? Well I'm ok about it too. Did we even actually date? The same question popped in my head. It's been bugging me for days wondering if the memories of me and Maddy are real or not.

"Newt?" I snapped out of my thoughts turning my attention to Thomas.

"Yes?" I say, I start to put my stuff away trying to push away the thought about Maddy and focus on Tommy which wasn't hard. Wait did I just call him Tommy? It's in my head I'm allowed.

"You want to come over today? For the project I mean." He asks and I nod quickly before thinking.

"Oh and I don't have a car..." He trails off.

"I drove to school today we can go with my car straight to your house." I suggested and he smiled. What's with that smile that makes me feel so safe? That smile it just looks so familiar it bothers me. Did I have a boyfriend before?

"Thanks Newtie, you're so sweet." He says poking my cheek making me laugh.

"And you're so cute when you giggle." He says poking me again this time on my side.

"I don't giggle!" I say defensively but he just kept poking me making me laugh more.

"Stop it Tommy." I said laughing. He suddenly stopped and just stared at me. Did I do something wrong?

The bell rang and people began to leave class but we just stood there.

"Thomas?" I ask and he lets out a breath I didn't notice he was holding.

"You called me Tommy." He whispered his voice sounding a bit shaky. My eyes widen as I remembered my dumb actions. SHUCK! This wasn't the first time but it technically is the first time for him because he was drunk when i first said it so he doesn't remember.

"I--uh, sorry... It just uh--- slipped out." I say avoiding contact and putting my backpack on. Newt you see how he reacts when you call him that! You need to stop! I felt someone grab my wrist making me turn around. I face Thomas, his face still emotionless.

"It's alright Newt. It's just I haven't been called that in a long time." He said clearing his throat.

"Ok." I respond, unsure of what to say. He loosens his grip and I leave. I wonder who used to call him Tommy before me...