Newt x reader

Chapter Twelve

You didn't get far, however. Before you feel someone grab your hand. You can only guess who it is. Slowly turning, you obviously see Newt right behind you. Your heart breaking, you look away from his eyes, and take your hand away, turning to go to your next class.

"Please, (y/n)." He says, pulling you a little closer. You know you should pull away, to keep him from getting hurt, but you just can't. This is too nice of a break to stop it.

He has both of your hands in his own, but he drops one, and slides his hand up your arm and to the back of your head and in your hair, and he leans in to kiss you.

Unfortunately, with his hand in your hair, he reopens your wound and you can't help but wince. Stopping just before your lips connect, he pulls his hand away from your head, blood on his fingertips from the newly reopened gash. Turning, you run into the bathroom, which luckily happens to be nearby.

"(Y/N)!!" He shouts after you, running to get to you, but you disappear into the bathroom before he can catch up with you. 

In the bathroom, you desperately try to stop the bleeding with a handful of paper towels to your head and a little water to try to clean up the blood. You're already late to class and you've really got to hurry. You need to at least attempt the test. So you can graduate. So you can get a job. So you can move out. You sigh.

Eventually the blood has stopped enough, and you can't get any more blood out of your hair, but you've done what you can, and no one will notice.

No one ever notices.

You exit the bathroom, and come face to face with Newt. Waiting outside the bathroom for you.