Ugly *Newtmas*

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I'm glad to be back and writing these one-shots again! I really miss it. And I wanted to do a quick little 'song fic'? again like the previous in this book. This one shot will be depressing. Newt basically gets bullied, called names, and Thomas jumps in to protect him.. I haven't wrote any one-shots like this is awhile so I'm sorry if it's bad like the other ones..Enjoy (Lets just take a moment to look at the beautiful nightcore song on the top. Victuuri is amazing. If you are into anime and haven't seen Yuri! on Ice before..You gotta watch it, or if you aren't an anime fan and have no fucking clue what I'm talking about, then why are you reading what's in the ()'s? )) p.s. the anime guys hugging are Victor and Yuri from Yuri! on Ice))



Newt's breath hitched as he tried to ignore the students around him and put on a smile. Inside, he couldn't go on any longer. He didn't understand what about him was so bad. When he passed through the halls, all eyes on him, before I could see, or even hear someone whisper something into their friends ear, he cut it short and went into the guys bathroom, locking himself in a stall to hope to hide away from everything; life.

Newt didn't know how long he stayed in the bathroom, but he didn't care. Words only slipped from his mouth, whispering them to himself to make him feel worse. He froze when all of it hit him and he sobbed into his hands.

"Hey, you alright in there?" A voice asked from the other side of the stall. Newt wiped his eyes, sniffing, "yep, I'm g-good," he didn't wanna move, he didn't wanna see who was on the other side.

"Come out here please? Or at least open the stall. I wanna help you," the man explained, getting closer to the stall door, whispering.

As Newt gasped for breath, he slowly unhooked the door but stayed sitting on the toilet. The boy who was talking to him slowly pushed it opened and they caught eye contact.

Newt's eyes widened as he stared into large doe chocolate eyes of the brunette boy. The next thing the boy said caught Newt off guard, "Thomas. I'm Thomas,"

Newt took a second to soak it in, "Newt.." He whispered and looked down.

Thomas kneeled in front of him, "tell me why you're crying in the bathroom,"

Newt then broke down completely, falling into Thomas's arms on the bathroom floor.

"E-everyone c-c-calls me u-ugly and makes fun of me a-a-about everything and I'm starting to believe t-them!" Newt sobbed into Thomas's shoulder.

Thomas grabbed Newt's waist softly, pecking his neck softly to comfort him, "say what's one your mind, Newt," he whispered.

Newt started speaking rapidly, "I'm just so embarrassed of my body and ashamed, because I get told that so many times and it's true. I'm ugly because who would wanna love someone like me?"

"What else?" Thomas whispered.

"People called me fat and unworthy, disgusting..they're true," Newt whimpered.

"That is not true! You arent even fat at all, and you're beautiful!" Thomas cupped his face, Newt blushed.

"B-but-"

"That's what people do, Newt," Thomas stared into his eyes.

"What do they do?" Newt stared back.

"They bully you because they are jealous of how beautiful you really are. They are jealous how you could have perfect skin, or never gain a lot of weight at times when you eat a lot just jealousy," Thomas explained.

Newt hugged him harder,

"You're beautiful, Newtie," he whispered. Newt smiled.

Beautiful

"Now if you excuse me, I'm gonna go beat those ass holes up, for calling you those things. Chow." He pecked Newt's cheek before leaving the bathroom.

Newt was left in there, smiling like he was in love. Because he probably was.

"I'm beautiful," he whispered with rosy cheeks.

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Wow that was just great to write. Wow that was..somrthing. well, here is this random trash, do you think my writing has gotten better since the other song fics? Or stayed the same because of how lame I am? I just wanted to publish something quick to let ya all know this isn't completed so here ya go!

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(This is cringe)



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