I walk back to my room alone to get dressed while everyone went the other way. Newt had said he would come pick me up when they were ready for me.
I decide that as he's my boyfriend now, I would have to dress to impress.
I find a pink top with green palm leaves all over and a green high waisted skirt to match. I quickly throw it on as I have no clue how long it will take Newt to get here.
I grab a phone case to match before doing super light makeup. Just a nice and natural look for the party with a light pink tinted Chapstick. I then add earrings, a necklace, and shades before slipping on a pair of comfortable green heels.

(^^the outfit)
Now I just wait.
As if on cue, there's a knock at my door. So, of course, I open it. It's Newt.
"You look so amazing. Words could never describe how amazing you look on this fine Sunday." He tells me.
"You look pretty dandy yourself." I tell him.
He holds out his hand for me to take, and I gladly take it. Him interlocking our fingers together.
"It's just this way." He tells me before pulling me into the library.
We walk in and the lights are off. I assume we're doing what we did last time we were here. But, instead.
"Surprise!" I hear Alby, Thomas, Teresa, Sonya, Harriet, and Minho yell.
"You guys didn't have to do this!" I tell them.
"Oh, but we did." Thomas says.
"It's your birthday. We can't pretend it doesn't exist." Sonya says.
"Exactly love." Newt says, our hands still intertwined.
"Fry wanted to help but he's stuck with dishes. He made a cake though." Alby says.
"I'll have to thank him next time I see him." I say.
"Cut the cake?" Newt asks, leading me to the table with the cake.
"Of course!" I yell.
I go to the cake and grab the knife that's next to it on the table before making the first cut. Then the next, until the whole cake is cut. Newt helps me put pieces on paper plates for everyone, but I put both his and I's piece on the same plate.
I grab a fork for us, and Newt and I find a place to sit against the wall with the rest of the group.
We sit down and he slings an arm around my shoulders. I stick my fork in the cake and grab a bite for me before grabbing another bite and feeding it to Newt.
"Why are you two so darn cute all the time?" Thomas asks us.
I just giggle and both Newt and I turn a deep shade of red.
"I don't know. I guess we just are." I tell him.
"Hey, (Y/N) can I talk to you outside for a minute?" Minho asks.
I look at Newt who gives me a small smile telling me to go, so I follow Minho outside before he corners me against the brick if the library.
"Minho, what's going on?" I ask.
"What do you mean? We both know the whole Newt thing is just an act to make me jealous." He tells me.
"No, I love him." I say.
"Then why would go and wearing something so revealing, so sexy, to your party, huh?" He asks.
"I wore it to impress Newt, not you." I say.
Minho starts to walk closer to me. My breathing going crazy. I have no clue what he's about to do to me. And that's terrifying.
"Minho, step away." I tell him.
"Why? You can do so much better than him. You could have me babe." Minho says.
"I don't want you." I spit.
"We both know I'm better than him. What has he got for you? Huh? He's just the boy with the limp. He isn't even cute. I bet you're only dating him because you feel bad. Poor little Newtie with his limp who can't get a real girlfriend." Minho says chuckling darkly.
I slap him across the face, hearing a loud noise. That's gonna leave a mark. An extremely red mark.
"You shouldn't have done that babe." He says pinning my shoulders against the brick wall. It's now or never.
"Help! Newt! Newt, help me!" I yell.
I see Newt step out from a corner, tears welling in his eyes. He was there the whole time and he had heard everything.
"Lover boy isn't gonna save you now babe." Minho says.
I think fast.
I swing my knee where the sun doesn't shine just before Newt gets there and throws Minho off of me.
Newt walks away. He tries to go faster but his limp holds him back.
"Newt wait!" I yell.
He doesn't listen. He just keeps on walking away from me.
I start running and I tap him on the shoulder.
He still doesn't listen.
I step in front of him and grab his shoulders.
"Newt. What happened?" I ask him.
"You heard him. He's better than me. I can't offer you anything. I'm just a boy with a limp. I'm worthless. I'm a burden to everyone. My friends, family, you." He says.
"Newt where is this coming from?" I ask him.
I was concerned he was ending things with me. I loved him for crying out loud!
"Myself. I know it's true. (Y/N), find a guy who can actually offer you something. I have nothing. I'm just bringing you down with me." He says.
I take my hands off his shoulders and grab his hands. I stare into his tear-filled eyes as he looks into mine.
"Don't ever say that again. Limp or not, I love you. You're the best thing to ever happen to me Newt. You can't leave me just because Minho's being a slinthead. He just wants to get in my pants. I don't love anyone the way that I love you. And that will never change." I say.
I press a kiss to his lips while holding onto his hands still. And he kisses back.
He pulls away only to pull me into a tight hug while he cries into the crook of my neck. I stand there and run one hand through his hair and the other rubbing his back to calm him down.
"I love you so much. You mean the world to me and I couldn't ask for anyone who's more amazing than you. I don't understand how I got so lucky." He says.
The vibration of his words sending tingles down my spine.
"I love you, and no one else. Just you Newt." I tell him.
I feel him smile against my skin.
"Let's go finish the cake." I tell him.
He slowly nods and we walk back together, everyone staring at us as we enter.
"Where's Min-" Thomas starts.
I cut him off.
"Don't bring him up around Newt or I anymore please." I say.
"What happened?" Sonya asks. She was just being a concerned little sister.
"Minho tried to kiss me and was saying all these bad things about Newt." I say.
Newt looks down at the ground and Alby stands up.
"Gosh, grow up. That's a whole bunch of klunk. I've known Minho for a long time he isn't like that." Alby says before walking out.
Thomas follows him out.
Newt and I go back to where we were sitting together, and I start feeding him the cake again between my bites.
"The cake is good." I say.
"It really is." Newt says smiling at me.
I can tell he feels better. He's back to his normal bubbly self.
"I have another surprise so I'm going to have to steal away the birthday girl." Newt tells everyone.
"Have fun." Sonya says.
Newt and I walk to his room. I haven't been over here at all.
"I want to share something with you. I really hope you like it." He tells me. "I don't share this with anyone. Sonya knows about it, but that's it." He tells me.
We walk into his room and there's a small little bean bag area with a record player on a stack of 3 small milk crates.
Newt grabs a blanket from his bed and tosses it down to the bean bags before looking through his records.
"This is the one" He whispers.
"What is it?" I ask him.
"The Beatles." He says.
I had heard of them before.
He puts it in and motions for me to sit down in the bean bag area before starting it.
He sits next to me and wraps an arm around me, and we listen.
As soon as the vocals start, he's singing along.
"Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song, and make it better, remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better." He sings quietly.
I cuddle in closer so I can hear him singing more. If I'm being honest, he has a really nice voice. It could lull me to sleep.
"Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go out and get her. The minute, you let her under your skin, then you begin to make it better." He sings.
We continue to lay together.
I was laying with my back against his chest between his legs and he had both arms around me. My hands were set on top of his.
The record ends and he lets out a sigh.
"Another record?" He asks.
"No, this one again is fine." I tell him.
He just moves his arm to the thing and the record starts over again. And he sings into my ear as I start to fall into a deep sleep.