"Hey Zoe!" Newt yells like an excited toddler as his eyes meet yours. "Hey Newt" You say with less enthusiasm. "What's wrong?" He asks, eyes hardening with concern. "Nothing" You lie but he notices your fingers, curled, the nails dighing into your palm. "I wanna become a runner" You say boldly, standing tall. "No" He says forcefully but you refuse to give in.
"Why not I'm fully capible of doing it!" You say, your voice raising slightly. "Because you just can't" "Why? I'll do it anywa.... mph!" He cuts you off by pressing his lips to yours, sealing the distance between you two. Heart racing, and happiness rising you tangle your hands in his hair in an attempt to bring him closer.
He smirks against your mouth and you realise he is cradling you against him. "No Zoe" "Fine" You say, rolling your eyes and he grins as you gibe in, for now.
