Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound of Newt's pen echoed through the newly furnished living room, boredom eating away at him like the hungry catapiller.
~Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed~
The newly made sound crept over the pen tapping. Newt got up from his lounge chair and walked over to the kitchen; to where he saw a beautiful brown haired man in his mid 20's dancing to the once band of one direction, quite terribly might be added.
~But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell
You don't know, oh oh~
The music grew louder as his newly engaged man spun around from the record player with the broomstick in his hands, acting as his dance partner, looking straight at him.
And with horribly tuned singing, Thomas' eyes looked only for Newt, and his hart beating the same
~You don't know you're beautiful~
Suddenly Newt was grabbed around his waist and replaced by the broom as Thomas' dance partner, as they held onto each other for the rest of the song, as if nothing was strong enough to separate there love.
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"I can't believe you actually bought this record Newt" the smile growing larger
"Hey, don't insult my boys like that!"
"Thought I was your boy?"
"Forever and always babe. Forever and always"
