Newtmas oneshots

The mess up

Newt pov.

Thomas crawled into my window last night drunk and instead of kicking him out I let him sleep in my bed with me.

In the morning Thomas was hung over and instead of taking him home I kissed him back when he kissed me.

When he sobered up instead of everything being okay it wasn't.

"I can't believe you did that,"

"Your so stupid!"

"He doesn't love you!"

"Newt?"
      "What? What? What!" I jumped
"Calm down," my friend Minho stated, Minho's probably the sassiest person you will ever meet
        "Sorry I'm just thinking," I apologized
"About?" He tapped the counter
        "Nothing, it doesn't matter," I said truth is it does matter, I just can't tell Minho about what happened with me and Thomas cause a lot more happened then just some dumb kiss when he sobered up.
"Okay then anyway party tonight are you coming?" Minho asked winking at a bunch of girl on the other side of the classroom
         "Do I have a choice?" I stated
"No no you don't, I'll get you at eight," he laughed
         "Okay,"

~~~~Later~~~~~~

"I'm leaving!" I shouted to my mom pulling my hoodie which used to be Thomas's lacrosse hoodie over my head.
      "Okay be home by three!" She shouted back
"Kay!" I said
       I walked outside and got into Minho's car.
"What the curfew?" Minho asked pulling out of my driveway into the road
       "Three," I said
"Nice!" He cheered banging on his steering wheel
        "Yeah," I laughed at his enthusiasm
When we got to the party it was better than I thought it would be I avoided Thomas and everything was great, then things took a turn for the worst.
"Newt!" Thomas shouted waving over to me.
      "Shit," I muttered under my breath
I walk the other direction.
"Newt!" He called again
       I kept walking away.
"Stop it," Thomas grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, "what are you doing?"
       I didn't answer
"If this is about last weekend, Get over it, okay," Thomas stated then quickly pressed him lips to mine I almost kissed back then pushed him off and he fell on the floor. I ran through crowds and out of the house into the pouring rain crying.

"I did it again!"

"Newt what's the matter?" Thomas followed me by the time he reached me he was soaked
       "Just leave me alone, your drunk again," I stated
"If I was drunk could I do this?" He asked Thomas walked in a straight line and back to me.
      "Thomas please just go away,"
"Are you...why are you crying?" He looked at my puffy eyes you could barely tell I was crying it was pouring and we were soaked
       "Tommy you keep doing this to me, acting like you like me, tricking me when you don't," I cried
"I never said I didn't love you," Thomas stated
        "You never said you did-"
Thomas pressed his lips to mine, and I kissed back, Thomas gripped my thigh, "I love you, I'd die for you, I'd live for you, I'd even kill for you," he whispered
         "Kill my father and I can be with you for sure," I laughed jokingly, I could be with Thomas. My dad would just have asked for something different. I never liked my dad he used to hit me when I was little.
"Yeah," Thomas kissed me.

~~~~~later that night~~~~~

I was in bed when I heard my bedroom door, expecting my mother or father, I turned to see Thomas standing in the door way.
"Tommy what are you doing?" I asked am getting out of bed pulling him into my room.
      "I-I,"
"What are you covered in?" I asked turning on my lamp, I looked at Tommy's shirt and my hand which I put on Thomas's shirt pulling him into my room. The color red stood out making my eyes widen. "What is this?"
      "I...you said...your dad-"
"Thomas I was joking," I stated
       "I didn't know you said if I killed your dad that be the only way to be with you," he muttered
"Tommy, we have to get out of here," I grabbed my suitcase out of my closet threw a bunch of clothes in it, grabbed money, pictures, I put my shoes on and grabbed my bank card. I grabbed Thomas's hand and we ran through the house, I saw blood in the kitchen from the hallway. I shook my head vigorously and left the house with Thomas. We went to the airport and bought two tickets to London, England. By the next morning Thomas and I were completely gone. My father murder was discover they looked for me and Thomas but never found us nor could they arrest us.
Thomas and I completely got over everything and we got married, and are on our way to pick up our new born baby from a young teen at the hospital. We still laugh about that night and Thomas still tells me how much my father struggled. And I love hearing about it.

Short and not so sweet but kinda sweet.
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