A/N
Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I was very busy for awhile and then I sort of started to procrastinate... Anyway here is chapter 2.
Enjoy!
"Dude, are you okay?"
Newt stares blankly at the ceiling. "If they kick me out can I come live with you?" Without hesitation Alby answered, "absolutely."
When Newt had shown up on his doorstep moments before, he didn't have the slightest inkling of why his friend looked like he was falling apart. Now he understood completely. "You told him didn't you? Did he say anything?"
Newt slowly exhaled. "He just kinda said 'okay.'"
"Well that's good, right?"
"I guess." Newt sighed. He brought his gaze away from the ceiling and onto the couch that he and Alby had carelessly thrown themselves across. "I just don't know why the bloody shuck I did anything. Like why did I even need to tell him. It will be so shucking awkward now and it's my fault."
Alby sighed and turned to face Newt. "Why don't you text Thomas and say you're sleeping here tonight. That is of course, if you want to."
Newt turned to face Alby this time. "Thanks mate." Newt offered him a small smile and pulled out his phone to scroll through his contacts to find Thomas's name. His thumb hesitated before he hit the call button. When he brought the phone up to his ear, he prayed it would go to voice mail knowing it probably won't.
"Minho? Are you okay?" Teresa looked up from her mug of tea as her friend walked glumly through the kitchen. When she heard the door close and someone drive away she thought something was up. But seeing Minho's face just proved her theory. "Minho?"
This time Thomas looked up. At him "Dude, what's up." Minho just walked on by and flopped on the living room couch. "I have no shucking clue." Thomas went to sit by Minho on the couch.
"Dude seriously. What's up. Are you okay?"
"I honestly don't know."
"Is Newt okay? I heard him slam the door. I'm sure he didn't mean to but still."
Minho turned his head to face Thomas. "I don't know but I hope so."
"Oh, ok." Thomas examined the carpet. "So what exactly happened?" Thomas brings his head up to look his friend in the eyes.
Minho hesitated.
"Minho, you can trust us," Teresa said as she sat cross- legged on the floor in front of him.
Minho took a deep breath. "He- he said he liked me." Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Wait he said-"
"Yes."
"As in-"
"Yes."
Silence.
Teresa then spoke up, "well, do you like him?" Minho rubbed his eyes. "I don't know. Maybe. Um..."
"Minho," Thomas gave Minho a reassuring look. "It's okay man. We won't tell."
"Um, well yeah."
"Are you-"
"I don't know what I am. I just know I really do like Newt and you two shanks better not tell anyone."
Thomas nodded. "Alright. You know we wouldn't dare tell anyone anything unless you told us to, right Teresa?"
Teresa nodded in agreement. "Right."
"Thanks guys." Minho looked up from the spot on the floor he had been staring at.
Thomas's phone rings In his pocket. He fishes it out and looks at the caller ID. "Guys, it's Newt. Uh... what do I do?"
Teresa yells at him to just answer it and he does.
"Um, hey. "
"Hey. We were worried about you. What's up? Where are you? Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine and I'm at Alby's place. I'm going to sleep here for the night."
"Okay. Is there anything you want one of us to drop off?"
"Um yeah actually. It would be brilliant if you could grab me a set of clothes and stuff."
"Ok. Consider it done. Anything else?"
"Nope."
"Okay. Oh and um," Thomas looks over at Minho. He shakes his head not to tell Newt. "Um tell Alby I say hi."
"Okay. Well see ya later."
"Bye."
Thomas looks over at Minho and smiles. "You sir have a second chance."
"What?"
"You will drop off his stuff."
"No I won't. I'm probably the last person he wants to see right now."
Thomas's face falls. "Oh. Well you still need to tell him."
Teresa chimed in, "why don't you write him a note instead? That way you won't have to talk to him directly."
Thomas looked back to Minho. "It is a great idea." Minho sighed and walked off to go find a notebook.
A/N
So this might just end up into just one fic and not several one/two shots. Don't worry though. I'm still gonna do the one/two shot thing. I already have some one shots I'm working on. Also procrastination is like a disease for me... so this could take awhile.
(I apologize if this doesn't make sense. It's midnight and I'm tired.)
