perfectly wrong

seven

"You're actually crazy. You knew that it was a bad idea to meet him, why did you go through it?"

He knew that Teresa was right to be angry with him. But he couldn't grasp the idea that he and Newt's relationship had demolished into nothing. He loved Newt as if he were the only person on the earth and he honestly thought that the blonde would feel the same. Clearly not.

"I'm sorry T but I miss him, okay? Newt was the first person to really... get me. Who understood the real me. When I was with him, I didn't have to pretend to be something else. I could be who I wanted to be and he wouldn't care. He would accept me for who I was. At least, that's what I thought." he cries, trying to hold the tears back but it was no use.

His sister hated seeing her little brother like this. Thomas had always been so fascinated with the concept of falling in love. She would watch him for hours on end reading, watching and writing about being in love. For the brunette, love was seen as the greatest thing in the world, and it appeared even greater when he was with Newt. He just never thought about the consequences.

"I'm going to bed, I'll speak to you tomorrow." he says, walking away before she could respond.

He's officially broken, she thought as she went to bed and the truth that she knew but didn't want to face is that she wasn't sure if Thomas could mend himself this time.

•••••

"Newt, open up!" Minho bangs on his bedroom door again and again but no response.

After his outburst with Thomas, the blonde had rushed home and locked himself into his room. Minho, trying to be the good friend that he is, has been trying to get him out for hours now, however, the Asian knew that there was no luck.

Newt had been in this sort of state before; when he and Thomas had stormed out of the flat with all his things. The boy hated how angry he got at the situation, all because of a small thing. But he knew that their relationship was falling apart, that they were good as gone. He couldn't keep trying for something, for someone that couldn't be there for him anymore. So he told him to leave. Not just his home but his life. And yes, he thought that it was the best decision at the time but with his rosy cheeks stained with tears, his eyes burning and his throat all dry, he reckoned that perhaps his decision was wrong.

He could hear the footsteps of Minho fade away as he slowly crept out of his cocoon made from his duvet. It had been a while since Newt had felt this way and there was only one person that could help it get out of it. Grabbing his phone, a rare smile appeared on his face as he saw that they were available to call. After a few rings, they picked up.

"Hey, sis. Can we talk?"

•••••

everyone else (like brenda, sonya etc.) are going to be minor characters in the story, which is why i didn't include them in the main cast.

but i'm really liking where this is heading and i hope you guys are too! i did get a little carried away when i was writing about thomas in love, i hope you don't mind :)

speaking about that, i was wondering if i could ask you guys a question (you don't have to answer if you don't want to).

what does the word love mean to you?

i feel like everyone has their own little take on it and i wanna know what's yours. like for me: love can be seen as the most beautiful yet deadly thing in the world. you never realise when you have fallen in love but regardless, you love the feeling... until it gets out of hand and you get hurt, which feels like death.

so yeah comment down your ideas because i would love to see them and i might incorporate them into this book!!

anyway, i'm rambling but i love you all so incredibly much, you guys are such adorable and wonderful angels and thank you for all of the support that you give!! <33

Faiza :)