Dylmas/ Newtmas One-Shots

The last night (Dylmas)

Based on the last night by skillet? Up above, listen to it then read the story. (; P.S.: I'm not completely sure but I think this is a songfic.);

" I know you feel hurt inside, Thomas but, why?" Thomas's mother looked down as her hands softly rubbed Thomas's. Thomas's mother just found out that he has been self harming.

"Mum-" Thomas got cut off by his mother babbling on about how he decided to do it. "Thomas, this is your fault you're doing this to yourself. It's not mine and most definitely not Marks." She stared at him with stern eyes.

"You just don't understand, nobody does!" Thomas felt tears in his eyes.

"Thomas, this is just some phase your going through, your going to be okay, you're fine! Now get your ass in bed." She was now kissed at him.

Thomas slowly got up. He knew he shouldn't be doing this but, he's been doing it for two years now and they still hadn't noticed til now.

He walked up the stairs to his room, he closed his door and locked the door slowly so it wouldn't catch attention. He pulled his bag out from under his bed ad threw it on his bed.

He started packing clothes and one thing that made a cold wind shoot through him. He stuffed the Razer in his clothes and zipped the bag up. He collected his phone charger and stuffed that in the front pocket.

Thomas grabbed his phone and went to messages. There was only one person he could trust, he best friend in the whole world.

He clicked on Dylan's name and sent him a massage that said, get ready for me to come over. He put his phone in his back pocket and opened the window.

He took a deep breath in and turned his room light off before climbing out the window, he slowly made his way down. It took about twenty minutes but he didn't care.

He walked a few miles away from his house and pulled his motorcycle out of a bush. He had made a plan to runaway to Dylan's place tonight so he got ready.

He got his jacket, helmet and gloves on and took off towards Dylan's.

Thomas parked his bike in front of the drive way and took the helmet and gloves off, leaving the jacket and walking up the porch.

He raised his hand up in a light fist to knock, freezing before glancing into the window, through the window he saw Dylan and some girl who he had his arm around.

A pain shot through his chest at the thought of Dylan having a girlfriend. How would he get Dylan to be his? He took a deep breath and knocked three times.

Shuffling came from the other side of the door and it soon swung open. He looked up at the girl who Dylan was sitting with. "Oh, hey Thomas. It's almost 11:00 why are you?"

"I needed to talk with Dylan about... something" he said quietly as he saw Dylan walk over. "Julia who's at the door?" Dylan pulled the door open even more and his face changed from curious to just staring into Thomas's eyes.

"Julia, go back to the movie." Dylan says without looking at her, she nodded and sat back on the couch. Dylan walked out to the porch and closed the door.

"Thomas, what are you doing here. It's late." Dylan rested his hand on his forehead.

"Dylan," Thomas says sadly, tears running down his cheeks. "Thomas" Dylan grabbed his waist and pulled him into his chest as Thomas sobbed in his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Dylan." Thomas pulled away.

"Thomas," Dylan grabbed his wrists.

"Ow!" Thomas pulled his arms away and closed his eyes as he felt the pain go through his body. "Dylan, please. Understand." Thomas let his jacket slip off his arms and bright scars shone on his wrists.

Dylan looked down at them. "I'm so sorry, my mum doesn't understand and thinks it's my fault, my dad just sits there and acts like he doesn't know. I just need help" Thomas sobbed.

"How long?"

" 2 years." He choked out. " but this will be the last night feeling like this, Dylan. I promise" Thomas cried. Dylan nodded but knew it was a lie.

Dylan then got angry about Thomas's parents. They didn't know Thomas at all. They didn't know him at all!

"Come inside." Dylan brought Thomas in and up to his room. Dylan pulled Thomas's bag off and sat on the bed, wrapping his arms around Thomas.

"It's okay Tommy. I'm here, I'm not letting you go." Dylan insisted and Thomas stared into his eyes. "That's the last night your gonna spend alone, Thomas. That's what I promise. I have my reasons why. The last night away from me" Dylan smiled as Thomas nodded at the end.

Thomas leaned in and kissed Dylan softly. Staying in his arms for the rest of the night.

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