New thing!! Short stories that follow with song lyrics. Follow along with the song if you'd like. Newtmas. Normal world and WICKED worlds also happy late 4th of July for you Americans. If your not American, then that's awesome that people from different countries read my stories, the happy normal day I guess.WARNING: little smut and some heavy klunk might go down. Read at your own risk.
I've got those jet pack blues, just like Judy. Thomas' pov
"Fuck You!!" Judy screamed. "We're Done!!" She slammed the door shut behind her. I fell onto the bed, sobbing. I cried for God knows how long. Ding. My phone.
Newtie: hey I come over?? A smile creeped it's was onto my face Me: A course.
The kind that make June feel like September,
"Thomas!!" Newt laughed. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. My tongue slipped between his teeth, and I explored his mouth. He pulled away. "A little feisty today aren't we?" He said. God his voice was so hot. I slipped my hand under his shirt and yanked it off. Newt laughed. "Guess that was my answer."
I'm the last one that you'll ever, remember.
I woke up surrounded by darkness. I was sent upwards by some type of pulley. Suddenly the box stopped moving, and a blinding light came through the top.
Hands helped me outta the box. I looked around at the people in front of me. All boys. I scanned the faces, when a certain blond hair boy caught my eye. He looked up at me with big brown knowing eyes. "Tommy." He said. He ran over and embraced me. "Newt." I said, hugging him tightly.
And I'm trying to find my peace of mind, behind these too white highway lines.
I wiped the tears off my face as I drove farther and farther away from him. We had another fight, but this time I didn't listen to him plead that things would change if I'd stay. No more. He didn't care anymore, and neither did I. I saw a tree coming up on my left, and without thinking, I swerved my car into it. The last thing I remember is Thomas' voice saying I will always love you.
When the city goes silent, the ringing in my ears gets violent
"Let's go out tonight Thomas." Minho said. "You look like you could use a drink."
I shrugged. "Couldn't hurt."
<time skip>
I drunkly made my way into my house, and over to my couch. "Newt I'm home." I yelled, then fell onto the couch, not realizing until morning that feet away from me, was my lifeless boyfriend on the floor, pill bottle in one hand, a note in the other.
She's in a long black coat tonight, waiting for me in the downpour outside.
I waited for Newt to come home from work. It was raining and I was freezing my Ghetto booty off.( look it up😂😂). He told me he would be home right after work so we could go out.
That was three hours ago.
She's singing baby come home in a melody of tears.
I sat on the porch in the pour rain, sobbing. There was a terrible accident where Thomas worked and they had sent the workers(that were still alive) home. I rocked back and forth, hoping and praying that he would come home.
"Baby, come home. Please." I said as tears rolled down my face.
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time.
Sorry I didn't do the all the song that would've been really long. I might finish it one day. One day....
If you don't know what Ghetto Booty means...... ....... ...... ..... Ghetto Booty: A slang term used to describe a woman with a large butt.
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