Newt imagines 2

I tried so hard, and yet I failed -pt5

Does anyone else kinda feel sad for Thomas atm? Cause he's clearly on holiday in Peru and people always seem to be pestering him, and then when he gets fed up with it people say he's being rude.

My dad opened the car back door, offering me a hand. I took a deep breath and step out, I was in a long red gown dress, with a lacy chest piece. I had a matching grey beanie on with red flowers sewn along the rim. I had even put high heels on. My parents had agreed to this event as long as they could sit in the hotel bar next door to the prom room. I cautiously walked up the stairs into the green infront the hotel. Everyone was in their own little groups, taking enough selfies to splatter social media with. Slowly as more people turned to laugh at the kid who walked in with the parents it fell dead silent, as they realised it was actually too below them to laugh at the cancer kid. Uneasy on my high heels, I paused gulping at the on-looking crowd. Maddie smiled and potted over to me, dressed in blue with silver jewels on the straps. She took my hand. "Ignore them, Newt's inside with his mates. You look beautiful by the way."
I smiled, happy that she had made the move to rid the silence. We went inside and the whispers began to fly. Newt span around the moment the door opened, my jaw dropped off its hinges. Newt bounced over, his hair brushed back, a silver tie with red patterns engraved on it, and a black suit. "Somone is looking sexy." He beamed eager to take me onto his arm.
I rested my head on his shoulder. "Could say the same for you."
Newt laughed kissing my beanie. "I'm so glad you came." I hummed a little, already tired, even though I had only woken up four hours ago.

My parents came up, hugged me, gave a list of instructions to Newt covering from me getting sceptic to having a heart attack. After a few pictures of us together, then me with my friends, they finally left us to be alone.
I think the teachers did a little rearranging of the prom tables when they heard I was coming because almost everyone was sat on a table with only one or two of their friends whereas my table only had my friends. Newt sat me down, squeezed my hand and went to sit on his set table with Thomas and Minho.
Time just seemed to fly, the meals came and went and the talk spun round in circles - one minute you would be talking about whos dresses you like and don't like, the next it was on TV shows, then swirled back to dresses.
We also did that stereo-typical girl thing where one would need the toilet or to go outside so the whole table would go with her. I did it for around the first five times, then I grew too tired and had to wait or them to return, sometimes I would pop over to Newt's table but I got too tired to walk that distance.
A couple speeches were made, and the majority of people migrated to the photo booth, whereas a couple had been sipping spirits in the bathroom so were straight onto the minuture dance floor the moment the music banged out. I grinned at Maddie - we rushed over to the dance floor, must have been the only sober ones there. We danced like made men, until i got out of breath, then i retreated off back to the table to laugh at my friends awful dancing skills. Unfortunately, I hadn't noticed the girls who had been waiting to catch me alone all evening. They were those kind who are sickly nice, the ones i couldn't stand when I was healthy, and somehow I think that's not going to change three cycles into my chemo program.
They gathered around me taking seats, pulling them way too close. "Oh you poor soul." One said resting her hand on my back and rubbing it up and down. "Its so unfair... cancer took my great great uncle, it was so sad."
I frowned. Great great uncle? Somehow i doubt she ever met him. "Please don't touch me, I don't want to get sceptic again."
"Oh." She giggled removing her hand. "Silly me, but cancer is just awful, imagine having someone telling you your going to die...." I wanted to snap her. Imagine? I bloody knew what it felt like and it was horrible. "... It sounds so painful as well, awful, awful thing."
I nodded, raising my hairless eyebrows off my face. "Yeah i noticed." I got up, picking up my shoes i had taken off the moment i sat down. "I'm going to go dance again." So just tk get away from those girls i forced myself to dance, luckily they had the sudden fear they were getting sweated so all migrated to an empty table.