"Where are we going?" Newt asked as he flailed his arms around. Thomas had his hands around Newt's eyes to cover them and pushed the blonde.

The past 2 months of dating was amazing. Thomas and Newt was inseparable and Thomas thought that his attraction to the blonde could not get any bigger but he was proven to be wrong when he spent most of his time with the blonde. Newt would sometimes dodge Thomas' flirting but he was sure Newt liked it based on how the blonde would get flustered.

Thomas loved Newt, he knew that much. He knew it was still too early and everybody kept telling him that it was not love, just a huge attraction. Thomas refused to believe that. He was sure he was in love. He would take a bullet for Newt and it was crazy, he should not feel like this but he does. He just hopes that Newt felt the same with him.

His sex life was amazing too. Wait, no. Amazing would not even cover it! Newt was up for it every time Thomas initiated something and he was happy to oblige when Newt wanted to have sexy times with him too. It was hot and breath-taking. Newt was sexy as hell and Thomas loved the sounds the blonde makes when they do the do.

There was this one time where they were celebrating Newt's aunts birthday, she was pretty with blonde hair much like Newt (only Newt was prettier). Newt had been fidgety that night and Thomas knew exactly why. They weren't able to have sex for 2 weeks that time because of the pressures of finals that would determine if they get to be seniors next year was getting to them and they had to study their asses off. There was kissing and grinding sometimes when they got bored but that was just that. All foreplay and no actual act. Newt grabbed Thomas' wrist and led him to the bathroom. Thomas was surprised at first but his clothes came off too. They didn't take that long because both of them were pretty on edge lately but the persistent knocks of people who really wanted to pee motivated them to chase their release faster. Thomas smiled at the memory like an idiot.

"You'll see!" Thomas answered excitedly as he positioned Newt right where he wanted him to.

Thomas and Newt was dating but never really had any label to their relationship. They were 'dating,' not 'boyfriends.' But today, Thomas decided to change that.

"Bloody hell, Tommy. If this is one of your-" Newt started before Thomas took his hand off Newt's eyes. Newt squinted his eyes and Thomas prayed to the heaven's above that the blonde was just adjusting his eyes and not scowling in disgust.

"T-Tommy..." Newt whispered when his scrunched up face was replaced by a surprised one.

Thomas smiled in excitement. Minho was holding the cake (chocolate, just how Newt liked it.) Sonya and Brenda, with huge smiles on their faces, was holding up the sign that said:

"Hi, Newt. I love you. So, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Thomas thought it was kind of over the top but Newt was his first real relationship and he wanted to go all the way. They had sex the minute they saw each other, for crying out loud!

Newt was silent for a moment. Thomas began to worry and interpreted the silence as a rejection. Well, that was until Newt faced Thomas and basically threw himself on the brunette, taking his lips against each other. Thomas moaned and smiled in the kiss as their friends erupted in cheers and whoops.

"I love you, you immense oddball." Newt whispered against Thomas' lips.

"Is that a yes?" Thomas teased, hands skimming over the blonde's hips.

"Fuck yes!" Newt screamed, "I want you to be my boyfriend!"

"Good that." Thomas grinned and kissed the blonde again. Kissing Newt was one of the many things he looked up for in his day. The blonde had this effect on him. It was strange but it was good kind of strange. It annoyed his friends sometimes how they make heart eyes when the couple were together but they couldn't care less.

Thomas was sprawled all over the bed while Newt was studying for his chem test tomorrow because their teacher handed then the wrong test questionnaire on their finals. They were suppose to be celebrating summer, not studying all over again. Thomas looked at Newt with an intrigued stare. It amazed Thomas how studious the blonde was when he was being serious. Most of the time, Newt did not even have to study because he was just that smart but the blonde would freak out over things easily if it gets to him. Like what happened this week, the first three days of their official label as boyfriends were going pretty great, that was until Newt almost stopped talking to Thomas again. They were still together all the time but the moments of talking always gets blocked by something the blonde wants to do. From studying to sex, there was always something.

"Hey, boyfie?" Thomas whispered, twirling his fingers on Newt's hair.

"Kind of busy, Thomas." Newt deadpanned. Thomas suddenly felt a pang of hurt in his chest. Newt never called him Thomas anymore unless Thomas was truly being annoying or if something was truly wrong.

"O-Okay." Thomas stopped touching the blonde and turned on the other side of the bed, pouting like a child before he heard a loud sigh and a slight dip on the bed.

"Sorry, Tommy." Newt whispered as he hugged the brunette from the back and kissed him on the neck. Thomas had to fight the moan threatening to escape his lips. "It's this test. It's driving me crazy."

Thomas shook his head. "That's not it." He snapped, shifting his position to stare at Newt directly on the eyes. "There's something bothering you otherwise you would have not stopped talking to me." Thomas knew his hunch was right when the blonde looked guilty and stuttered. "What's happening?"

Newt bit his lip and got of the bed before grabbing his book again and started writing. Thomas sighed and sat up. "Talk to me. Please."

Thomas got no answer. He knew Newt was still not used about the thought of having someone. He can feel it at times when Newt gets too uncomfortable but it was getting better. He swore it was getting better. "Are you having second thoughts?" He whispered, afraid of the answer.

Newt froze and dropped his pen, "What?"

"About us. Are you already having second..."

"Tommy, no!" Newt stood up and wrapped his arms around the brunette, kissing his cheeks lightly, "I love you, remember?"

"Then what is bothering you?" Thomas pushed, if Newt was not having second thoughts about them then what was it?

"It-It's complicated." Newt stuttered. Thomas looked at him and he found Newt' expression laced with guilt and disgust. Was it because of Thomas?

"Don't you want us to be b-boyfriends because I-I can do dating. Anything, N-Newt." Thomas lied, being able to call Newt his boyfriend was the greatest thing that ever happened in his life and for that to be taken away was soul-crushingly displeasing.

"No! You are my boyfriend and that will never change!" Newt yelled at him and stood up, fingers tangled on his hair.

Thomas waited for the blonde to speak. He did not want to make the situation worse than it is.

"Remember what I told you a month ago after, you know, doing it in my mother's car?" Newt casually said while pacing. Thomas blushed at the memory.
They borrowed Mrs. Isaacs car to get to the place where Thomas' car was towed but Newt and Thomas were super horny at that time and they ended up pulling over a dark ally and immediately clothes were being ripped off. The amount of sex they were having was unimaginable, like 4 times a week normally or even everyday. Sometimes twice or thrice a day. It was crazy but at the same time felt too good to stop. Newt was sexy as hell and Thomas did not have the power to say no.

"TOMMY! STOP RELIVING OUR SEXY TIMES!" Newt yelled and it shook Thomas out of his trance.

"Y-Yeah. Your p-past lovers, right?" Thomas croaked out, slapping himself mentally for outing himself of imagining their dalliances.

"Remember Gally?" Newt whispered, almost in a tone of not being sure of he wants to tell Thomas.

Gally. Thomas loathed that name. Gally was Newt's 5th sexbuddy. Based from Newt's story, the guy was sadistic as hell. Newt would sometimes flinch when reliving the stories. He despised imagining Newt with a cut on the lip and a bleeding butt because of how rough Gally was. Oddly, Newt kept coming back because during the performance, Newt only wanted more and the pain was only after the sex. Gally gave Newt time to heal but the bruises and cuts were back after it was just healed. It went on for about 3 months before Gally was forced to move by his parents because of his failing grade.

"Yeah. That sadistic prick that almost killed you?" Thomas said, protectiveness over his voice. What? He was very fond of Newt.

"Well," Newt stopped pacing and looked directly at Thomas, "He's back in town."

Thomas jaw dropped on the floor. Gally can't be. No. No. No. No. He can't just walk back into Newt's life. He can't have that. Thomas already met Aris, Newt's 2nd sexbuddy, and he was still hung up on Newt. If that scrawny kid was still very fond of Newt how could Gally not? Oh no, he can't have that. Newt was his now and there's no way Gally will be able to lay a finger on Newt. His Newt. His only.