"Listen up!" Teresa piped up. "In advance celebration of Thomas' birthday, we are going to have a simple gathering together! You shanks up for it?"

Thomas kept his head down, trying his very best not to strangle Teresa. They were on the cafeteria and they were suppose to be eating a harmless lunch when Teresa brought this klunk up again.

"THAT WOULD BE FUN!" Newt cheered and patted Thomas' back.

"Don't indulge her." Thomas groaned and shook Newt's hold off which made the blonde chuckle.

"It's just a gathering, Thomas! Not some big party! It's just gonna be us!" Gally cheered the brunette up as he sipped his cola.

"Newt, do you mind if you don't bring Minho-" Teresa started but Thomas interrupted her immediately. He then apologized to Newt who cuts him off too.

"No! It's fine! I get it!" Newt assured. "Just close friends! Got it!" Newt gestured Teresa a salute and nodded. Teresa squinted her eyes and leaned on the table.

"You are coming. You know that right?" Teresa whispered.

"Oh, I am! Trust me, Tommy won't have such a good time without me." He smirked at Thomas and the brunette just groaned and looked at Teresa and Gally who exchanged looks of teasing. God, how he wanted to punch them. It somehow surprised Thomas how Newt's friendship with Thomas' friends was going really well. He really thought Newt was shy and passive but that was not the case. He had no problem, whatsoever, hanging out with Teresa, Gally and Alby. Hell, it even took Thomas a long time before he was able to carry on a conversation with Gallt at first.

"So, when is this gonna happen?" Alby asked, trying to bite the apple he got from Gally's tray.

"This Friday! Was thinking at Gally's house?" Teresa shot Gally a pleading look and Gally only gave her a bow which meant to say yes. "That's it then! Friday, at Gally's residence! Good that?"

"GOOD THAT!" All of them piped up and Thomas just groaned loudly.

Gally and Thomas walked together after sending Newt to his first class and Teresa basically sprinted back to her building after realizing she was late. The two boys were talking about random things. Thomas was talking about this stupid project he had to do and Gally was complaining about the difficult test from yesterday. After a few minutes of laughter, Gally looked at him with a smile.

"Are you in love with me or something?" Thomas teased, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Shank," Gally pushed Thomas and started laughing, "it's just... How do you do it?"

"Do what?" Thomas said, still laughing. He did not even realize that Gally was somewhat serious now.

"This thing with Newt." Gally whispered, "I know it hurts you but how are you still kicking?"

"I ask myself that question everyday, my friend." Thomas answered, looking at his feet.

"What a strong and mighty man." Gally chuckled and draped his arms around Thomas as they continued walking.

The rest of the day was a drag. Thomas' classes were boring as hell but lit class was actually bearable because Newt was there of course. They only met for lit once a day now, which is Tuesday, since it's the last level lit and it does not require too much attention since it was not a major subject. Thomas was bummed out because that would mean less time spending with Newt but they were almost together for breaks and weekends so maybe it was not that awful.

After passing the song (they decided to pass Thomas' song since Newt's, as the blonde puts it, was a bloody murder scene.), Ms. Paige gave then another assignment for next week. Thomas sighed but it was kind of expected because the meets were not that frequent anymore. As the professor dismissed the class, Newt came to Thomas.

"Hey!" Newt called and it made Thomas smile like an idiot.

"Hey there, stranger." Thomas teased, grabbing his bag and slinging it on his shoulders. He was about to wrap his arms around Newt when he remembered the bruises and how it must hurt, the memory made him angry again but not enough to make the blonde notice the shift. So he just placed his hands on Newt's back and guided them outside.

"Wanna go to my place?" Newt offered when they were finally out of the classroom. Thomas gave him a confused look. "What?" The blonde added when he noticed how Thomas was looking at him.

"You just slept at my dorm last night and now you still want to hang out? Not that I wouldn't like that but I don't want us to get tired of each other that easily." Thomas grinned and tugged Newt's arm causing the blonde to chuckled.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of you. I like you too much." Newt chuckled and paced faster. Thomas was just there, following the blonde, dumbfounded. Thomas bit his lip and smiled when Newt turned again.

"Walk faster, shank!" Newt called.

"Yeah yeah. Hold your horses!" Thomas chuckled and caught up with the exasperated blonde.

"Mom? Dad? Sonya?" Newt called once he had opened the door to his house while Thomas followed. Thomas had been here a lot of times before but it never ceases to amaze him how pretty the house actually was.

"Kitchen!" A voice was heard, from Sonya.

They went to the kitchen only to find the girl eating cereal. She smiled at them earnestly before greeting them.

"Hey, lovebirds." She smirked and looked at Thomas with a smirk. That must be because Thomas blushed deeply at the comment. Newt just flipped her off, grabbed a spoon and took some cereal from her bowl, which the girl offered.

Thomas liked seeing the two together, they were always at each other's throats but still had a loving atmosphere between them. It warms his heart and makes him miss his brother back home. Chuck was a goofball, much like Thomas but certainly much outgoing. The shank did not have any trouble getting along with other people (who wouldn't? The kid is basically a giant fur ball).

"What'ya thinking about, Tommy?" Sonya teased when she noticed how Thomas spaced out. Newt just chuckled at the brunette when he jumped from the girl's voice.

"Nothing." Thomas said as he held his hand to his heart, "and don't call me that." He added sternly.

"But Newt calls you that!" She screamed and Newt smacked her head.

"That's cause I'm special." Newt leaned to her ear and looked at Thomas with a smirk. Thomas blushed at the comment and shied his glance away. "Now, I'll go change to something more comfy." Newt threw the spoon to the sink and grabbed his bag again. Newt told Thomas to stay and turned to his sister and told her to behave before turning back to the brunette and leaning over and kissed Thomas on the cheek. Thomas visibly was taken back by the gesture and launched away when he felt Newt's lips on his cheek.

"Shit! S-Sorry!" Newt said and ran out of the kitchen, a blush creeping out of his face.

'SHIT! THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN! FUCK, MY HEART!' Thomas thought. He was breathing rather hard and his mind was being clouded. He leaned over the counter to balance himself since he was actually about to pass out from the situation. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

"Fucking moron." Sonya snickered and continued eating her food, "He likes you, you know. Like a lot." She announced casually like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"W-What?" Thomas turned to her and sat on the chair across from her. He needed to sit down or else he will fall from his weak knees.

"He likes you. More than that dumb jock he's dating."

"I-"

"I just know these things. I know him more than he knows himself."

"Wh-"

"He likes you but is afraid to admit it."

"What are you-"

"God, you are all helpless." Sonya stood up and placed her bowl on the sink before facing Thomas again, "You know, I really though you two were getting it on this past few months before he told me that he was dating that Minho again."

"What made you say that?" He asked, clearly Sonya notices more than he gives credit her for. She was smart after all.

"Seriously?" Sonya gave him an exasperated look, "The touching? The cuddling? The hugs? If that does not scream 'couple' then I don't know what is!" Sonya threw her arm up and sighed, opening the fridge and grabbing some juice.

Thomas paled at the confession. Was she right? Were they acting like a couple? I mean he gets that maybe Newt was just a touchy feely person but now that he thinks about it, he never even let their other friends touch him like the way he does with the blonde.

"JUST MAKE A MOVE DAMMIT!" Thomas was jolted out of his train on thought when Sonya screamed at him. Arms on the table like a crouching tiger, staring at him intently.

"What move?" Newt appeared again, this time wearing a perfectly fitted white shirt and lose sweatpants. Thomas sighed because shit, Newt looked hot.

Sonya scratched her head and went her way to exit but not before bumping Newt which earned her a loud yell from the male blonde.

"JUST FUCK ALREADY!" Sonya screamed when she was nowhere of sight and Newt pinched his nose out of exasperation. Thomas on the other hand just blushed and looked down, cursing Sonya secretly.

"Bloody hell." He heard Newt whisper and sat across from Thomas. "Tommy?" Newt called when they went quiet for what seemed to be an eternity and Thomas faced the blonde, still sporting a pretty red face.

"Y-Yeah."

"Sorry about that."

"About what?"

"Sonya and the kiss."

"Oh." Thomas felt his heart tighten but he did not want to disrupt the good mood that was starting to fade, "I enjoyed it, just so you know." He smirked, trying his best to make sure he sounded like he was joking because he wasn't. He so wasn't. He wanted it again but shame immediately enveloped him. Newt just beamed and smiled smugly at the brunette.

"Yeah? Maybe we should do it more often." Newt stood up and made his way slowly to the brunette, tracing his fingers on the counter as he did so. Thomas knew Newt was bluffing so he turned to the blonde and gave him an alluring look, waiting for the blonde to back out.

"I wouldn't mind for another one right now. But maybe aim for my lips this time." He said smugly. He grabbed Newt's waist when the blonde got close enough and pulled him so that they were chest to chest.

Newt's smile faded and they were staring intently at each other. Newt now had a worried look on his face and Thomas knew this was too much teasing for the day but he can't seem to let Newt's waist go. Thomas can feel Newt's heart pounding in his chest and he knew this was maybe uncomfortable for the blonde now.

"Sorry, I just-mmph" Thomas' words were suddenly interrupted when soft lips enveloped his own, dragging Thomas' sanity away into oblivion. Newt's hand found its way to Thomas' nape to deepen the kiss and everything else shattered when the blonde's tongue deliciously explored Thomas' mouth, mapping every corner there is to search.