I walk angrily towards my spot. I know Newt means well but there is a fine line between protective and obsessive. I'm angry because he won't let me hang out with Thomas my best friend. Most people would be saying it's cute but it is anything but. I know he is looking out for me but really he is going a tad bit overboard. I hear someone walking behind me and I turn.
Newt is walking towards me at a fast pace, I watch his limp and I knew it is a constant reminder of his pain. He makes it towards me and smashes his lips to mine in an urgent kiss. I return it and he pulls me in for a hug. "You are making it hard for me to be angry at you" I mumble and he kisses me again. "That's the point, I'm sorry, for acting like a shank back there, I'm going to make it up to you"
"Yeah how?" You ask trying to hide your excitment. You fail miserably and he smirks at you and says in a voice that makes you shiver "Like this" He says and turns you around. You gasp in awe as you see the thousands of balloons rising into the air. He hands you one and you kiss him passionately. "I forgive you" You say as you watch the balloon sail into the air.
