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The Project.

Newt was nervous. He didn't think he'd ever been this nervous before. After what happened earlier that day in the hallway, he wasn't sure what he should say when Thomas opens the door. He took a deep, calming breath before knocking on the big door. Thomas' house was amazing, It wasn't even a house it was more like... a giant mansion.. almost a castle. his parents must be really rich.

Newt was sure he had stopped breathing for a moment when Thomas opened the door. He didn't know what to do.

"Hi, Newt. come in" He said gently, stepping aside so Newt could come in.

The blonde just smiled and looked in awe as he stepping inside. The hall was huge but it still gave you a warm feeling. The next thing Newt noticed was how silent it was in the house.

"Are you alone ?" He asked curiously

Thomas sighed as he lead him upstairs. "Yes... I...uhm"

wow this is awkward. Thomas thought as he felt himself stutter.

"My parents are never really here..except on Sundays...oh and in the breaks. They work in other parts of the land or out of the country."

Newt could hear how uncomfortable the other boy was. He probably never talks about things like this.

"Wait...so you're alone here all the time ? This house is huge...don't you get lonely ?"

Thomas seemed to stiffen at that and he swallowed nervously. Preparing himself for the worst.

"No..I mean... I guess I'm used to it?" 

Thomas opened the door to his room and let Newt walk in before closing the door behind him. The room was huge. Once again he looked around in awe. There was a big bed beside the window a desk and a wardrobe. In the middle of the room stood a beautiful white piano and Newt looked at Thomas in surprise.

"You have a piano in your room" He said cheerfully. "Do you play it ?"

Thomas avoided the blonde's eyes and sat down at his desk, studying Newt up and down as the boy walked around the piano his left hand sliding over it.

"No...not really...My parents want me to, but I don't really like it." Thomas said nervously.

Newt sat down on the small bench behind it and gave him a questioning look.

"can I ?"

Thomas nodded, a curious look on his face as the blonde placed his fingers gracefully on the keys and began to play. Thomas watched in awe as Newt seemed to relax immediately. His eyes closing and a small smile on his lips. He didn't recognise the play but it was beautiful. Newt stopped for a second before starting to play something else.

This time he recognized the song at least a little. He was sure he had it on his Ipod somewhere.

His eyes widen when Newt began to sing. God his voice is beautiful.

It's probably what's best for you
I only want the best for you
and if I'm not the best

then you're stuck

I tried to sever ties

and I ended up with wounds to bind

like you're pouring salt in my cuts
And I just ran out of band aids

I don't even know where to start
cause you can bandage the damage

you never really can fix a heart

Thomas watched in pure awe as Newt finished the song. feeling his eyes burn, he closed them, pushing the tears away.

The blonde watched Thomas carefully as he opened his eyes again. He could see he was on the edge of tears and his brow knitted in confusion. Then he stood up sighing loudly. His eyes empty and cold. 

"Do you want anything to drink ?"

"yeah, sure" Newt smiled softly. He didn't blame Thomas he knew this was hard for him. 

Thomas nodded, leading him down the stairs and into the kitchen. 

"Is ice tea okay with you ?"

"yeah, that's fine, thanks."

"Alright, you can go to the living room I'll be there in a second."

Newt nodded and did as he was told. When he entered the room he saw a husky sleeping on the big seat. The dog looked up and tilted his head to the side before jumping up and running towards Newt. he fell to the ground as the dog jumped on him and began licking his face.

Thomas listened as he heard Newt let out a yelp before his loud laughing filled his ears. He smiled, taking the glasses and walking towards the living room. When he entered the living room he couldn't help but smile even wider as he took in the sight in front of him. Newt was lying on the carpet, squirming and laughing, Bubbles lying on top of him, licking and nuzzling Newt's face.

"T-Tommy...get..get him o-of me." he managed to gasp out between laughs and giggles.

Thomas heard himself laughing. Wait when did that happen ?

Newt glared at him, but he had a soft and happy shine in his eyes.

"You find that funny, Tommy." Newt said as the dog finally walked away happily, towards the kitchen.

"Yes actually." Thomas said, still laughing.

Newt decided there and then that it was the most beautiful sound in the whole world. He would try anything to make sure he could keep hearing that sound. Even if it took him months or even years. 

Thomas sat the drinks down on the table and gasped when he felt something hit the back of his head. The pillow fell to the ground at his feet. 

"Oh so you're gonna make this a pillow fight now ?" Thomas asked, chuckling.

"Well it seems like it, doesn't it ?" Newt smirked. Thomas shook his head and went to sit down on the couch. Out of nowhere he threw the pillow back, hitting Newt right in the face.

"Oh no you did not just do that." 

"oh, but I did." Thomas said before running of the the other side of the room, Newt following behind. His pillow fell and Thomas grabbed it quickly. throwing both pillows away and smirking at Newt. If the blonde hadn't known better he would have been scared. Thomas walked towards him slowly. his eyes dark, the dark circles under his eyes making him look even more dangerous.

"I think I need to learn you a little lesson, Newt."

"Oh god, no, Thomas please." Newt begged. His back hit the wall and he started to feel a little scared now.

Thomas grinned making Newt swallow nervously.

"you trapped me." Newt whispered and Thomas chuckled darkly. standing in front of Newt Making sure he couldn't get away. Thomas leaned in closer and Newt could feel his hot breath on his ear. A shiver ran down his spine as he whispered in his ear. "I always win, Newt."

"Tommy..." Newt whispered and the brunette leaned back to look him in the eyes. The blonde opened his mouth a few times to say something but nothing came out. His heart started to race. Thomas leaned in closer, their breath mingling. "You make me feel alive again." He whispered. And then he was gone. He sat down on the couch taking a sip from his drink and looking at Newt with a smirk playing on his lips. 

Newt took a few moments to regain his breath. His legs were shaking, his heart was racing a million miles an hour. What was Thomas doing to him. 

"So ?" Thomas said as Newt sat down next to him. "The project." 

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I have so many Newtmas feels right now. I can't even.