"Okay so jealousy plays a big roll in this?" Newt asked me as I recited my plan once again. "I'm all in but, what if Thomas gets pissed at me?" He caressed his machete blade looking sternly into its shine.
My eyebrows cinched as I dropped to my knees. "Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaasssseeeee." I held out the word until I couldn't breath any longer.
"Alright fine." Newt replied sighing. I cheered as I stood up and we both walked out into the glade. "So if we're planning this right, Thomas will be at the work bench just a few yards away from ours." Newt stated.
My hand grabbed for his as I started pulling him through the long thick grass that itched at my legs. "Exactly."
I felt like the mischievous teenager I was supposed to be. In the moment, playing tricks on boys. But hey, if you were the only girl... What would you do?
"Okay so what now?" Newt smirked clearly in the act already.
He winked making me laugh. I just couldn't contain myself. The blonde British boy looked like a complete goof. "Good just like that." I said to him as we began to work on the fire for tonight. "So are we making a cool design or... What?" I asked finishing the base.
"More or less something above 6 feet." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Jesus." I cringed at the thought of building that high. The funny part was the Newt and I were just having a conversation like any normal people would have. Except we were making gestures that would look more intimate from afar.
Newt moved his hand further down my back. "Don't worry this is weird for me too." He said with an uncomfortable smile on his face.
"Hey- what's a- going on over here?" Thomas' voice was scratchy like he had just been working in the field for hours.
Newt quickly retracted his hand as I turned around to face the beautiful figure of a man. "Oh nothing." Newt replied facing me. "Just hanging out with this beautiful body right here." He pointed at my boobs as I bit my tongue trying my hardest not to laugh.
"That's it." Thomas balled his fists up and began to chase Newt. I couldn't contain my laughter
Newt ran faster than I had ever seen him run before. "It was a joke Thomas!" He shouted.
Thomas had already pinned Newt to the ground. It looked as though he was raging with anger. "Thomas seriously it was a joke!" Newt was out of breath as he huffed on the long grass.
"What about that was a joke?!" Thomas spat.
"Thomas I like you." He froze as the words came out of my mouth. "I was just trying to make you jealous."
"What?" Thomas stood up but before he could say anything else I kissed him. He gradually became more comfortable with what I was doing.
"Disgusting." Newt grumbled but Thomas kicked his shin. "Bloody hell."
I pulled away for air. "Can we please do that again sometime?" Thomas asked his eyes looking like they had just found love.
"Anytime." I winked at him.
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K so... Why the fuck am I at 10k. I fucking love you guys so much like can y'all just take a moment and congratulate yourselves because you're amazing.
-Anna
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