After school you're by your locker again, getting everything ready to go to the library, when a hand clamps over your mouth, you let out a scream and elbow whoever has a hold of you, wincing as the bruises on your arm come in contact.
"Ow! Hey calm down there!" The guy releases you, and you see Thomas rubbing his arm where your elbow made contact.
"S-sorry." You stammer.
"No, no, it's fine. Listen, Minho told me he talked to you today about our little buddy." You blush and, you can't help it, grin as you look down and let your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face.
"Calm down (y/n), I'm not going to attack you, I'm just here as an informer." He pauses for dramatic effect.
"Now I know Minho is a great person, but sometimes he can get a little.... misinformed." Your heart drops into your stomach. You should've known.
"No, no, don't get the wrong idea! Gosh! Girls are so difficult!" He takes a deep breath.
"So here's the deal. Minho may have told you to change a little, be a little less shy, but he was totally off key. Newt likes you, not being able to get a full sentence out and not being able to hold eye contact for more than three seconds, he likes all of that." Your head had already ducked down halfway through the sentence but now you bring you're (e/c) eyes up to meet his, counting to four, then letting them drop, a smirk on your face. Thomas chuckles.
"So you do have a sense of humor then. You'll fit Newt nicely. Oh, and by the way, he's in the library, waiting for you. Since you go there Every. Single. Day. Good luck!"
Your mouth drops open as you stare at Thomas, he winks and then turns and leaves, and you're left dumbfounded standing at your open locker, wondering what to do.
And what do you do? You run.
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Newt x reader
FanfictionYour abusive father makes your life hard at home, and you're not exactly "Miss Popular" at school, and are altogether lonely. Until you meet Newt. TRIGGER WARNING
