A/N Sorry I was gone for so long! But I can promise this story is not abandoned. I wrote most of this chapter months ago but never got to finish it. I hope you guys enjoy! Please review 😊
Newt got home he turned on the shower, stripped himself and shoved two fingers down his throat. Despite only doing it occasionally for a few weeks, Newt has become in expert in doing it as quietly and efficiently as possible. Knowing it's next to impossible to get rid of everything after about five minutes of gagging, Newt cleaned up the toilet and turned on the shower. He felt better now, less stressed and more relaxed. He let the water cascade down his body and washed his hair and body thoroughly. He ended up sitting against the cool tile with warm water crashing over him. He forced himself to not think about the mountain of homework and instead enjoy where he was. He managed to escape reality for only about ten minutes before he forced himself to get up. As he rose to his feet everything seems to blur together, groaning Newt leaned against the tile for a few seconds before everything came back into focus. Throwing a towel around his waist Newt stumbled to his room and dressed in a pair of boxers and a plain white shirt.
Looking around at his homework Newt decided to tackle his English homework first. Just as he pulled at the Great Gatsby he was distracted by his phone vibrating on his bed. He all but jumped towards and slid past the lock screen to see a new message from an unknown number.
From unknown: Hey Newt it's Thomas
Newt grinned ear to ear and forced himself to wait about a minute before changing the contact name and eagerly texting back.
To Thomas: Hey Tommy, I really appreciate you trying to help me out
Newt looked at it critically before pressing send. Less than a minute back he got a reply.
From Thomas: Hey no problem, what are friends for…But don't tell Minho or he'll get jealous.
To Thomas: Lol, oy that's a reason to tell him.
From Thomas: True lol, so when are you free to meet up? Trust me I'm an amazing tutor
When Thomas sent the winking face Newt's face turned beet read and he had a huge grin on his face. He forced himself to not read into it as he replied.
To Thomas: Anytime we don't have practice, and I can believe it
Newt felt his heart pick up as he pressed sent, flirting with his crush is a dangerous game especially when he has no idea if he's gay. Newt figures it's safe to assume he's straight like most of the male species and he's just joking around like Minho does. Although Minho never jokes with him like this over text…his overthinking got interrupted by a buzzing on his bed. He groped around for his phone and opened the chat.
From Thomas: Thanks for the confidence booster! How about tomorrow? I know it's short notice but with XC kicking off in a few weeks we should start soon.
Newt snorted after reading his text.
To Thomas: Lol, your confidence doesn't need any bosting. But tomorrow would be great what time and where did you have in mind?
From Thomas: Ouch my ego is hurt…. How will I ever recover. I was thinking the little coffee place about a block away from the school, around three?
Newt forced himself to calm down, it's just Thomas being a good friend.
To Thomas: Sounds great! Do you mind if I bring my history homework?
From Thomas: Bring it! It'll be a great place to start
To Thomas: Thank you again Tommy! I appreciate this so much
From Thomas: No problem, I'm excited for tomorrow! Goodnight Newt, see you then
Newt kept reading his last text repeatedly. He was thrilled Thomas said he was excited. Do you get excited to hang out with just friends? I guess so.
To Thomas: So am I! Goodnight Tommy
Despite it only being Friday Newt stayed up completing a majority of his homework, leaving only history and a psychology study guide he was planning to do closer to their test. Newt is very much a night owl and even though he finished his homework around one, he stayed up till three, surfing the web and watching YouTube videos. In all honesty what may have been keeping Newt awake was his anxiety about seeing Thomas. He was excited. So excited he felt as though he was going mess this up. He forced himself to think of Thomas as only a friend... because chances are that's all he'll ever be.
Newt woke up around noon the next day and stumbled into the kitchen, still groggy from sleep.
"Good afternoon." His mother said in an amused tone, before kissing him on the head.
"Good afternoon Mum." Newt replied pouring himself a bowl of cheerios.
"Newt... you're finally awake!" His little sister Ana exclaimed.
"Good afternoon to you too." He replied sarcastically.
"Can you take me to the park?" She asked, jumping around.
"No can do little one, I have plans."
She pouted in reply.
"I can take you tomorrow?" Newt offered, giving in to the puppy dog eyes.
"Yes please! Thanks Newt" She called before rushing upstairs.
"What are these plans?" His father gruffly asked from the living room.
"I'm studying with a friend." Newt answered swallowing another spoonful of cereal.
"A boy?" Newt's mum piped up.
"Yes, mum but we're just friends." Ever since Newt had come out to his family he mum has been extra interested in his dating life.
"I don't care what he is, if he can improve your grades." My dad gruffly commented. Newt and his dad had never been very close and while his dad wasn't homophobic he seemed even less interested in Newt's life ever since he came out, if that was even possible. While he mum was much more prying now.
"I'm trying my best; my only low grade is history." Newt tried to keep the irritation out of his voice, but he can't handle this right after he wakes up. His dad just hummed in response as Newt put his bowl in the sink and walked back up to his room. For the next hour Newt watched YouTube trying to distract himself from his study date that wasn't really a date. After much decision he decided on wearing a pair of light wash jeans and a grey hoodie. Thomas sees me all the time, Newt thought trying to escape from his nerves. At 2:45 he grabbed his bag and went downstairs, throwing on his vans Newt made his way to the coffee shop.
It was about a 15-minute walk from his house, which Newt took as a chance to clear his head. Thomas must have come early because Newt spotted him as soon as he walked through the door.
Thomas jumped up. "Hey Newt."
Newt took a few deep breaths, then walked smoothly over. "Hey Tommy."
"Should we order first?" Thomas smiled shyly.
"Sure."
The two walked over the line and both studied the menu.
"Hey, get whatever you want I'm paying." Thomas stated.
"No way, you're helping me, if anything I'll pay." Newt replied stubbornly.
"But I invited you!"
"You wouldn't be getting coffee if it wasn't for me Tommy!"
"What would you like?" A female worker asked, looking down at her nails seeming very bored.
"Can I have a medium chia tea latte."
"And a medium caramel coffee." Thomas butted in, ignoring the evil eye Newt was giving him.
The women at the counter looked back and forth between them.
"Umm… that's, together right?"
"Yes!" Thomas exclaimed before Newt could open his mouth.
"Fine but I'm paying" Newt grumbled.
"In your dreams" Thomas shot back.
"That'll be 9.58$, you guys are so cute together!" She exclaimed.
Newt just stared at her dumbfounded and Thomas took this chance to pull out his money.
"Were not a –
"Here" Thomas interrupted Newt with a flashy smile towards the waitress and dropped the money into her hands "and thank you!"
Thomas led a flabbergasted Newt to the other side of the table to pick up their drinks.
"Hey, what's wrong I bet we would be cute together."
Newt forced a laugh and decided to play along. "I would be the cute one."
"The British accent gives you an unfair advantage." Thomas groaned, causing Newt to chuckle.
Thomas picked up their drinks and led Newt to a table in the back.
"For you m'lady." Thomas said dramatically, handing Newt's coffee to him.
Newt rolled his eyes at his antics, fighting off a blush he answered, "thank you good sir."
As Newt sat down he reached into his bag and took out his history test. The next hour went by with Thomas reviewing all the questions Newt got wrong.
"Tommy I really appreciate this."
"No problem Newt what are friends for?" Thomas answered with a blinding grin.
Newt tried to conceal his disappointment at the labeling of "friends" and forced a smile. The smile quickly fell as he glanced at his phone. "Sorry Tommy, I really should be getting home, I'm drowning in homework."
"Hey, it's fine, just don't work yourself too hard ok?" He had on a mask of concern.
Newt rolled his eyes as he got up, "Trust me, I can take care of myself."
"I really hope so..." Thomas mumbled quietly as he watched Newt walk out the door.
A/N : OOhhh does Thomas know something is up? Plz review!