Electric Love ☘︎︎ - Newtmas

Chapter Six

Newt's POV

I just couldn't stay mad at the brunette boy. Not when he was looking at me with his big doe eyes the shade of a warm brown, tears threatening to fall. It is true that I wanted to be left alone but he didn't give up on me, not even for a second. It seems that no matter what I do, he'll carry on being nice to me and I don't understand why. I guess I'm just not used to kindness - I mean, I am a villain after all.

I still have his hoodie on. I didn't mean to keep it but we both forgot about it and it was too late once I realised that I had forgotten to give it back. Oh well, I'll see him tomorrow anyway. That's if he doesn't come to his senses and realise that he doesn't deserve how I've treated him. Heroes, eh? The nicest people. Unlike me.

I can be alright at times, though. Or not. Tommy brings the happy part out of me, like how I used to feel as a kid. Before the terrible thing happened. Oh, that terrible terrible thing. How I wish I could have stopped it from happening. Things would have turned out so much differently, and I'd be the happiest person on Earth, probably. Then again, I might not have met Tommy that way.

Surprisingly, I'm glad that I have him. The only time I'm actually happy is with him. I'm not sure why exactly, though. Maybe it's his sunny aura, or his contagious laugh. Or maybe it's just purely him. It's funny, us fighting each other one day, then the next, we're friends. Who would've thought? A hero and a villain - friends. It sounds utterly ridiculous.

I have to start treating Tommy better. But when I'm upset, I just can't help snapping at people. So I need to do something about it. And I have to do it without Tommy realising and coming after me. But how the bloody hell am I supposed to do that? Whenever I try to get into a building, he's suddenly right there next to me. I need to be sneaky about this. And I have to do this. If I don't, it'll be impossible to be nice to Tommy.

I then walk over to my desk and get out a notebook and a pen, ready to scribble ideas down and hopefully come up with the perfect plan.

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After about an hour of scribbling ideas down, scrunching the paper up, and throwing it somewhere in my room, I finally have the perfect plan.

I put my super-villain suit on as fast as possible and take a deep breath before flying out my window, heading towards the petrol station. I land lightly and hide behind a building nearby, hopefully out of sight. I lift my right hand and fire comes shooting out of it, landing right next to a car, making someone drop the fuel hose, causing some petrol to drop to the floor and catch on fire immediately. Before I can even blink, I see a flash of blue and Tommy is suddenly there, getting the person to safety. I quickly fly off and hope that he won't sort the fire situation out too fast otherwise he'll catch me - and that wouldn't be good.

I land in front of the same apartment building that I have tried to break into twice before and walk up the stairs on the outside, stopping once I get to the right floor. I already know that the door is locked as I had tried it last time before I had gotten caught by Tommy. I waste no time in melting the door handle, gold liquid landing on the ground with slight stream coming off it.

I walk inside cautiously, and raise my eyebrows once I see the dump it really is. Clothes and food cartons are strewn across the floor and tables, crumbs acting as dust lying everywhere, the smell of smoke poisoning my lungs. I wrinkle my nose in disgust as I walk further inside, no one seeming to be at home. I kick a random table angrily, not caring about the pain that shoots up my leg. The only time I am actually able to break in, he's not at home?! I think to myself, annoyance flooding through my veins.