Als Newt an die Blackrose High School kommt, erwartet er nicht viel. Nur Ruhe und einen neuen Vorwand, sich ins Lernen zu stürzen und den Kontakt zu anderen vermeiden zu können. Aber ein besonderer Junge macht ihm da einen gehörigen Strich durch die Rechnung. Er ist verschlossen. Er ist gefährlich. Er ist schlau. Er versteht es, Menschen um den Finger zu wickeln. Er kennt alle Geheimnisse. Keiner kennt ihn wirklich. Sein Zorn ist verheerend. Newt ist ihm hoffnungslos unterlegen. Und absolut niemand spricht seinen echten Namen aus. Alle nennen ihn nur Fox.

"It's us against the world," Thomas says.

❝ What did they find? ❞ Thomas looks back at him, and there is anguish clearly written on his face. ❝ You have Alzheimer's, Newt. ❞ His breath catches in his throat. Alzheimer's. ❝ There's no cure for that, ❞ he says. ❝ No, ❞ the other whispers, and Newt is struck by just how old he looks-Thomas isn't young anymore, certainly, but now his face seems to have aged ten years. Determination, however, lights his features as he continues. ❝ It'll be okay, though. You're on medication right now. That-that'll slow it down. And I'll take care of you. I won't leave. We'll get through this together, just like the way it's always been. ❞ Newt is dying, and the worse part is that his mind's too fucked-up for him to realize it. ( tmr sickness au feat. newtmas and a lot of tissues ) PREVIOUSLY REMEMBER ME

|BOOK 1 IN THE NEWTMAS SERIES| •BoyxBoy• "Please let me help you" "I'm afraid you can't. I'm just a boy covered in scars"

He was blonde, tall and perfect. In his hand he gripped firmly to a long wooden stick, as if his life depended on it. Thomas looked back at this boy's face, but then gasped. His eyes were a glazed cloudy, unseen grey. The boy was blind. [will no longer be updating.]

Newt is a reserved small boy who's rich British accent draws attention away from his noticeable limp. Thomas is a confident star athlete on the track team who also excels academically. The private campus of Southern New York Glade University is a place for fresh starts and big dreams. Now of course I guess nothing really turns out quite how it is in the movies... Exposed to the real world of heartbreak, secrets, agonizing classes and awkward encounters they both realize that the most important thing that anyone can have is someone to lean on, sometimes in Newt's case, literally.

Thomas never planned for his life to be the way it was. He never planned to be living on the streets, never planned on drugs, drink, death. He never planned on the journey to an early grave. Newt never planned for his life to be the way it was. He never planned to be living in an asylum, never planned on medication, solitude, insanity. He never planned on conversations with the voices in his head at night. Neither boy planned for their paths to intertwine with each other. (Everything belongs to James Dashner)

trou·ble·mak·er ˈtrəbəlˌmākər/ noun a person who habitually causes difficulty or problems, especially by inciting others to defy those in authority. - Newton Isaac is part of the London FBI. He's one of the best agents and never disappoints his boss. But what happens when he is set out undercover to catch one of the biggest drug dealers in the whole continent of Europe; Thomas - Thomas is the one of the biggest drug dealers in Europe. No one, even his best friends, knows his last name. They say that his heart is literally made out of stone. Until he met the blonde young lad, Newt. - This will contain Sexual content and Vulgar language. I don't own any of these characters they all belong to the amazing James Dashner. - cover insp; -voidallison plot insp; FF

It was the 17th of October, 2015, when Thomas was checked into River State Mental hospital. He liked to think that he was insane, and maybe he really was. But a certain blonde with brown eyes made him wish he'd never get his sanity back, because being mental meant staying with him forever if he desired. That same blonde he found himself falling for, and maybe having barely any sanity left in himself and having someone equally insane right beside him meant that their love could be wild and reckless and completely, well, mental. And maybe that wasn't all too bad. This story is fiction made up by me, any resemblance to real life events are unintentional. Newt and Thomas are not my own characters. They belong to James Dashner. Neither is Stiles Stilinski, who belongs to Jeff Davis.