Disclaimer: All characters are Dashner's.

Thomas:

Thomas sat in his car, tapping the steering wheel. He was supposed to have dinner at Brenda's, but he didn't really feel like going. He'd only been on a few dates with her, and he thought it was kind of early for him to meet the parents. She was nice enough, not to mention hot. Or at least everyone at school thought she was hot. Minho had once described her 'the single most attractive girl in the history of ever.' Thomas could see where people got that from, but he didn't. Despite that when she asked him to a movie two weeks ago in front of her friends and Thomas's, he really had no choice but to say yes. What would it look like if he said no?

You're being stupid he told himself she's nice enough. She's funny. You like her. Thomas took a deep breath and pulled out of the driveway.

Ten minutes later he pulled into Brenda's driveway and grabbed the roses from his passenger seat. He walked up to the front door and knocked. A moment later, Brenda answered.

She smiled when she saw the flowers. "Are those for me?" she asked.

"Course" he said as he handed them to her.

She grabbed them and pecked Thomas on the cheek. "Thank you" she said as she grabbed his hand and lead him in the house. "Everyone's already in the dining room." She opened a door and lead him into the dining room.

As soon as Thomas walked into the room, his jaw practically dropped to the floor. His face immediately turned bright red.

He stared at the blonde boy who sat at the table, munching on a roll. He didn't even lift his gaze when they walked into the room, but Thomas couldn't stop staring at him. No, he told himself. It can't be him. It can't.

"Mom, dad, this is Thomas" Brenda said and her parents came over to shake his hand. They exchanged awkward hellos and Thomas tried to remain calm. "Newt stop stuffing your face and say hi to Thomas" Brenda said and the boy, apparently Newt, glanced up from his food.

He locked eyes with Thomas and a flash of recognition flew across his eyes. He stood up and reached his hand across the table to meet Thomas. "Hey, uh- I'm Brenda's step brother, Newt" he said.

Thomas avoided his eyes and took Newt's hand and shook. "Thomas" he said.

Newt's eyes stayed glued to him while he and Brenda sat down at the table. Brenda's parents went to put the flowers in a vase and finish up dinner. Thomas hoped if he avoided Newt's eyes long enough he wouldn't connect the dots. He was drunk, really drunk. We both were. I hardly remember it, no way he does.

"We've met haven't we?" Newt asked, and Thomas contemplated stabbing himself in the eye.

"No." Thomas said quickly.

"Are you sure?" he asked "you seem really familiar."

Brenda took his hand. "Newt, there's no way you would know him" she said "you're a college student, Thomas is in highschool. He probably just looks like someone you know."

"Yea, she's right" Thomas said, probably a little too quickly.

Newt stared at him, as if he didn't quite believe it, but he smiled and nodded. "You're probably right" he said.

Luckily, Brenda's parents came back into the room carrying the main course. As soon as they sat down, they started grilling Thomas about every aspect of his life. For once Thomas was grateful because it meant he didn't have to think about Newt. If there's a god, Thomas pleaded. Please don't let him remember. Please.

Newt:

Once they finished dinner Brenda and Thomas decided to go to the basement to watch a movie, but first Thomas asked to use the bathroom and Newt took the opportunity. "I'll show you where it is" he said and before anyone could object he grabbed Thomas's arm and pulled him down the hallway.

"Shuck" Thomas said as he pulled his arm out of Newt's grip. "What is your problem?"

"You're lying to me" Newt said in a hushed tone, he didn't want Brenda finding them and yell at him. "I know you and you know me, so don't lie to me."

Thomas groaned and rubbed his eyes. The memories were right on the tip of Newt's mind, but he couldn't connect them. "Look, we met once a couple months ago" Thomas whispered. "At a club... we were drunk..."

Newt stared at him, the memories were screaming to be released, but he couldn't quite reach them. "What happened?" he asked. Thomas turned and smashed his head into the wall. "What the shuck are you doing?" he asked as he grabbed Thomas's shoulders and turned him away from the wall.

Thomas groaned as if what he was about to say would cause him physical pain. "We were both really drunk, okay? A-and we... we went into the alley and... did stuff."

Newt's eyes grew wide. "What?" he asked. "No... we didn't.. did we?" Thomas stared at him and nodded. Newt scrunched his eyebrows together. "Which one were yo- I mean.. when did this happen?" Newt said as he tried not to blush.

"Which one? How many guys have you blown in an alley?" Thomas asked.

Newt's face burned red. "That's not your business, now I ask again. When?" he asked.

Thomas rolled his eyes, he looked angry. "It was spring break, the night before Easter" he said.

Newt tried to think, the night before Easter? What did I do the night before Easter? Then, as if a dam had burst, the memories flooded in.

"Hey cutie" Newt whispered into Thomas's ear. "You look like you could use some company. What's your name?"

Thomas took another shot and smiled. "Thomas" he said.

"Tommy," Newt said "I like it." He reached out and shook Thomas's hand. As soon as their hands touched, their eyes locked. Newt smirked before leaning in and kissing Thomas on the lips.

Almost instantly, Thomas pulled away. "I'm not gay" he said in a slurred voice.

Newt studied his eyes for a moment and then smiled. He leaned in next to Thomas. "Liar" he whispered into his ear. "Alley, now." Newt turned around and walked to the alley, completely sure Thomas was following him.

As soon as they got into the alley Newt grabbed Thomas's shoulders and pushed him against the brick wall. He kissed him roughly and Thomas tangled his hands in his hair. Newt slipped his tongue into Thomas's mouth, causing Thomas to moan. They ground their bodies against each others and the heat between them was uncontrollable.

He immediately started to undo Thomas's pants. He shoved his pants down and pumped him a few times before dropping to his knees. "Shucking hell" Thomas groaned as Newt took him into his mouth. Thomas tangled his hands in Newt's hair and groaned loudly.

The boy hardly lasted two minutes.

Afterwards, Newt stood up, wiped his chin, and licked his fingers. Thomas stared at him. "You want me to.. uh.. you know..?" he asked, but Newt could tell he was clearly uncomfortable reciprocating.

Newt pecked Thomas on the lips. "Na, it's okay" he slurred "I think I'm too drunk anyways..." he said, which was probably true. He kissed Thomas once more before backing away. "That was fun Tommy" he said.

"Wait, I don't even know your name" Thomas said.

"You don't need to," Newt said "see ya never." Thomas stared at him with an extremely confused expression, and Newt couldn't help but laugh. He winked at him before stumbling back into the club.

Newt:

Newt snapped back to reality. "No, that wasn't you" he said, but as he said the words he knew it was a lie.

"Look, I'm okay with never ever talking about it again. Let's just pretend it never happened, okay?" Thomas asked.

Newt was about to agree, but then anger flooded his body. "No!" he said "we can't pretend it never happened! If you're gay, and using my sister as some type of cover up, I will kill you."

Thomas stared at him. "I'm not gay" he said in a weak voice.

Newt didn't back down from the stare. There was a long moment of silence before Newt finally said, "liar."

Thomas opened his mouth to object, but then Brenda walked into the hallway. "What is taking you guys so long?" she asked.

Thomas flashed a smile that was so forced Newt thought his face might break in half. "Sorry, we were just talking about... sports" he said.

Brenda smiled. "Okay, well hurry up will you?" she asked.

"Course honey" Thomas said before stepping towards her and grabbing her hand. Newt couldn't think of what to do, so he just stood there and watched them head downstairs.

Manwhore Newt is real. :) Hope ya liked it, please tell me what you think. I'll try and update soon. Please review!