"Please, Tommy, please?" Newt begged, giving Thomas the full blown puppy dog face.

"No, no, and did I forget to say no!" Thomas huffed frustrated.

"Look, this is temporary! Only for about a week or two."

"There is no way Newt, you're my best friend!"

"That's why this is perfect!" Newt jumped with excitement. "It won't come as that much of a surprise to anyone!"

"Has it ever come to your attention that maybe I'm not gay?" Thomas asked, a bit angry now.

Newt rolled his eyes. "That doesn't matter! That's why it's called a fake boyfriend.

"Well I don't want to be your fake boyfriend." Thomas shot back. "And what's the point in all this anyways? And can't you ask Gally or Minho?"

"No I can't ask Gally, he's the last person I would go to. And in case you're forgetting, I'm doing this because of Minho."

"I thought this was about Alby..."

"No, well yes, I mean, it's complicated." Newt stumbled as he began to blush from head to toe.

Thomas attempted to hold back his eye roll. "Just how many exes do you have?"

Newt began to count on his fingers when Thomas interrupted him. "You know what? Never mind."

This time Newt rolled his eyes. "It's not like I've dated every guy at school Tommy."

"Yeah, I know. That's why you're trying to pull me into this scheme of yours."

"I don't want to date you Tommy!"

"Good, then we can forget about this stupid agreement!"

"That's not! But I-I didn't mean."

"I know what you mean." Thomas sighed in defeat.

The two boys remained quiet as they stared down at the floor. Thomas believed that Newt was out of his mind. Of all the people to come to, he chose him? And why did it have to be Thomas anyways? He could have went to Winston or Zart, or someone like Teresa who loves pulling of crazy stunts like this. But of course, Thomas just had to be his best friend, who Newt knew he could go to for anything.

"I have some ground rules." Thomas finally spoke up.

It took Newt a minute to register what exactly Thomas had just said, but when he did, he let out a happy squeal as he rushed to give Thomas a big hug.

"Anything!"

"First off, no kissing."

"Eww, gross, no!" Newt shouted as he quickly pulled away from Thomas.

"Good. Second, no lovey dovey stuff. I love you and all, but that's a bit extreme."

"Agreed." Newt nodded his head.

Thomas thought for moment. "Since this is for the purpose to make people jealous, I will allow hugging, hand holding, and the occasional kiss on the cheek. But that's it!" Thomas clarified.

Newt rolled his eyes. "I don't want to kiss you Thomas!"

"Good! I don't know where that mouth of yours has been…" Thomas trailed off.

Newt blushed as he stared down at his feet. "Your disgusting Tommy."

"Hey, I'm the only virgin in the room, may I remind you."

"Shut up!" Newt blushed harder as he reach over to his bed and threw a pillow at Thomas.

"I'm just saying! And in case you were thinking it, it's not gonna happen."

Newt gave Thomas a sideways glance, before gasping, throwing another pillow at Thomas.

"If I don't want to kiss you, what on Earth makes you think that I want to have sex with you?!"

Thomas shrugged. "What can I say?"

"Sorry?"

"Not my fault I'm irresistible."

Newt faked gagged as he walked over to Thomas and punched him in the shoulder.

"Get your dirty little mind out the gutter!" Newt scolded. "You've been spending way too much time with Minho lately."

Thomas snorted. "Look who's talking!"

Newt groaned. "Shut up and let's just drop this whole thing, okay?"

"Fine." Thomas sighed in defeat. "So, am I picking you up for school tomorrow then?"

Newt smiled. "Yes you are, boyfriend."

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"I hate you."

"You love me."

"I hate you and I'm going to kill you."

"Tommy."

"Don't Tommy me Newt!" Thomas whisper hissed as they made their way into class.

They had only made it to first period and everybody already knew about Thomas' and Newt's "relationship". The two had walked into school together holding hands, but seeing as the two are best friends, nobody thought anything of it. Until Teresa glanced over at the two.

"Are you guys dating?!" she might as well have screamed it at the top of her lungs.

Everyone nearly stopped to stare at the two blushing boys. Thomas was about to utter a low "no" when Newt spoke up.

"Yes! Yes we are." he had stated proudly before placing a soft kiss on Thomas' cheek for good measure.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!" Newt pleaded.

"I'm done talking to you." Thomas hissed as he found his seat just as the bell rang.

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"Still not talking to me?" Newt asked as they now sat in class, waiting for second period to start.

Silence

"Okay, can you at least tell me if we're still 'dating'?" Newt tried again. He sat behind Thomas in this class, versus their last class where they sat side by side.

Silence

"You know I feel really bad about this, right?"

Silence

Newt took a deep breath. "Okay...what if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out and…" Newt paused. "And I went to Alby for help."

"If I was talking to you, I would say that you're an idiot for trusting him" then Thomas paused. "But obviously I'm not talking to you."

After Thomas finished his sentence, the bell rang and he went back to ignoring Newt. He tried to focus on whatever it was that the teacher was preparing for them to do in class, but eventually, after a couple of seconds had passed, he gave up. He suddenly spun around in his seat and began speaking again.

"What did he say? And why are you talking to him anyways?"

Newt smiled. "I want to make Minho jealous, and Alby isn't really my enemy in this situation."

"But he's dating Minho…"

"Exactly!" Newt said excitedly. "I 'date' you and I talk to Alby, making Minho twice as jealous."

"Yeah, and an angry fake boyfriend."

Newt gave Thomas a sideways glance. "Why would you be jealous?"

"Because I-." Thomas stopped himself mid sentence.

"What" Newt pressed.

Thomas shook his head. "Nothing, um...never mind." Newt was about to say something else when Thomas stopped him. "Let's just talk at lunch, alright?"

Newt only sighed as he nodded his head in agreement, allowing Thomas to turn his attention back to the front of the class, before either of them got into any trouble.

This plan wasn't going to work if they were both stuck in detention.

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"Are you seriously trying to hide from them?" Thomas asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, why?" Newt asked as he had his face buried deep into his history textbook.

"I think the book is making it more obvious." Thomas spoke irritated. "Besides, he's reading anyway."

Newt looked out from where he was hiding behind his textbook to look over at Minho and Alby, who sat across the other side of the cafeteria. Minho seemed to be studying for a class while Alby seemed to be assisting him.

"Did you come up with a plan yet?" Newt whispered.

The two had talked in between classes about this whole fake boyfriend thing and whether or not it was completely worth it. Newt of course begged for them to keep this whole charade going although Thomas protested to no end.

Newt promised this was short term. The end goal here was to make Minho jealous since he had cheated on him with some random guy he hooked up with at a party he had dragged Newt to. They had broken up not too long ago, and now Newt just wanted some revenge.

"Think so." Thomas replied as he bit into his green apple.

"Does that mean you don't hate me now?" Newt asked hopefully.

"No, but your crap has infiltrated my life, so, now I have to do something about it."

Newt rolled his eyes. "So what is the plan?"

"Easy!" Thomas replied as he finished his apple. "You, my dear friend, or boyfriend, need to show Minho what he's missing. Show him that he missed out and now your taken."

"But how?" Newt asked.

"Well, for one, you can't sleep with every guy you see."

"Thomas!" Newt hissed as he hid behind his textbook again.

"I'm serious! You need to control your needs!"

"Thomas!"

"Hey, I'm just being honest! You slept with Minho and Alby-" Newt cut Thomas off before he could continue down the list.

"We said that we would never talk about that again!" Newt scolded. "I was drunk off my bloody ass."

"Yeah, and I was the one to take your ass and his home!" Thomas hissed back.

Newt sighed as he rubbed his temples. "Your point being?"

"That you need to stay committed. This is going to have to be longer than a week or two. If you really want to get to Minho, then you need to show him that this isn't just another fling."

Newt sighed in defeat. "You're right."

"Of course I am!"

Newt rolled his eyes. "But we're still following our guidelines! I'm not kissing you!"

Thomas pretended to fake gag. "Ditto!"

"Who the bloody hell still says 'ditto'?"

"I do."

"That's dumb."

"Alright, you know what? I definitely, still hate you!" Thomas replied with a silly laugh. "Oh, yeah!" he said as he quickly gathered his belongings and stood up to leave.

Newt followed in tow as he grabbed his textbooks and made his way behind Thomas, towards the door. Newt caught up to Thomas and at the last minute, decided to intertwine their hands together for extra measure. Thomas turned and smiled at Newt before continuing his way towards the door.

"Newt!" he heard Minho call out to him from directly behind him. "Newt, wait."

Newt began to walk even faster towards the door pulling Thomas along with him as Minho began advancing on him. "Newt! Hey, Newt!" but he was just a little bit faster than Minho, and the door closed in his face before Minho could make it through to the other side.

Time Skip

"What do you mean 'bend the rules'?" Thomas said.

"It's been three weeks and all we ever do is hold hands! Someone is going to get suspicious!" Newt hissed.

"Like who?"

"Teresa."

"She doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"Because she's a nosy know-it-all who gets in everyone's business!" Thomas said slightly irritated.

"Okay, what about Gally? Or Alby? Or Minho? How will he believe we are actually a thing if we don't go out on dates or post selfies on instagram?" Newt pressed.

"One, I am not taking a 'selfie' with you." Thomas said with a cringe. "Second, we aren't actually a thing so I don't see how convincing we need to be."

"Work with me here Tommy!" Newt pleaded. "I can't do this without you."

Thomas sighed. "Alright...we'll...go do something. How about we go to the spring fling together?"

Newt smiled brightly at his best friend. "Have I told you how much I love you?" Newt commented as he hugged his best friend.

"No." Thomas said with a laugh as he hugged Newt back, breathing in his warm, vanilla scent. "But maybe that would make this whole thing more convincing?"

Newt snorted. "It's only been three weeks Tommy. Besides, you know I love you like a brother."

Thomas smiled sheepishly, but he couldn't help but to feel a little hurt by the comment. "Of course, you dumb shank!"

Newt smiled as he pulled away from the hug. "This is going to be the best dance ever!"

Thomas smiled at how much Newt was filled with excitement. "We just have to make sure Minho goes."

"Of course!" Newt responded. "We can even have our 'first kiss' there. When he's looking of course."

Thomas frowned. "You know I've never been kissed before right?"

Newt scrunched up his face. "You kissed Teresa."

"That was third grade and I was dared by none other than Gally."

"You don't want me to be your first kiss?" Newt asked with a fake pout."

Thomas rolled his eyes. "I don't really care, I just don't want to make a complete fool of myself."

"Don't worry, I'll help you!" Newt replied. "I'll teach you in boyfriend 101."

Thomas snorted. "I've had a girlfriend before."

"You dated Brenda freshman year for all of 24 hours before it became too awkward and you two broke it off."

"I've had other girlfriends" Thomas tried again.

"That week you dated Teresa in the third grade after you two kissed does not count either."

"Shut up Newt." Thomas grumbled as he flopped down on Newt's bed.

"I'm just stating the facts." Newt said as he sat down next to Thomas.

"I just hope we can manage to pull this off."

"Of course we will." Newt said as he laid down beside Thomas. "We can do anything."

"Yeah, except for our homework. Remember? That's the whole reason why I came over here."

"Oh yeah!" Newt jumped to his feet as he walked over to his desk and grabbed his notes. "let's begin with calculus."

A/N: So, this was going to be a one-shot, but surprise, surprise, I'm making it a short story. No idea how long it is going to be, but I've got at least two more chapters I can add to this.

Hope you enjoyed this and please review!

P.s.: Yes, I used quotes from Teen Wolf :)