"Where am I?" I hear from besides me.
I look over and see a freshly woken up Newt.
"You're with me. Do you remember last night?" I ask him.
The look on his face tells me he remembers what happened. And I can tell he would rather not talk about it.
"I'm sorry." He whispers.
"For what?" I ask.
"I'm just being a bother. I don't even get why you're my friend. I'm just the cripple who has a limp." He sighs.
"Newt you're so much more than that though." I tell him.
I take his face in my hands to make him look at me and I see the sadness in his chocolate brown eyes. I can't help but feel awful that he thinks this way.
"I don't care if you have a limp. I don't. I think it makes you unique. You have a story. It shows how strong you are." I tell him.
His eyes start watering.
"Thank you." He says.
He wraps me in a tight, warm hug and I feel safe. It feels like it's the way it's supposed to be.
Just then, Thomas rushes into our room.
"Newt's gone. I can't find him anywhere." Thomas says running a hand through his hair.
His expression is distressed.
"I woke up and he was gone. No one has seen him." Thomas says.
I sit up, Newt still lying next to me.
"I have a good feeling he's alright." I say giggling.
Thomas notices Newt next to me.
"Newt, you could've left a note. I've been worried sick about you. I wake up and no one knows where you are!" Thomas says raising his voice.
Thomas shakes his head, stressed but obviously relieved that Newt is alright.
"Thomas he's fine." I say.
"Newt, you could have gotten in so much trouble. What time did you come here?" Thomas questions.
"Thomas lay off. It's his business." I snap.
I grab Newt's hand from under the cover and rub the top of it with my thumb soothingly.
"I can't be worried about him. Newt why'd you leave last night?" Thomas asks.
"I don't wanna talk about it Thomas." Newt says.
"So you leave in the middle of the night I'm assuming and go to see your little girlfriend right?" Thomas snaps.
"Thomas leave him alone. That's not why. It's a very personal reason and he doesn't have to tell you if he doesn't want to. If you even payed attention to him, you would know!" I yell.
I instantly feel bad and Thomas leaves slamming the door behind him. Teresa runs after him and she knows I didn't mean anything by it.
"Newt, I'm so sorry." I whisper.
"Hey, you got him to stop asking questions. That's all that matters." Newt says smiling up at me.
"How are you feeling?" I ask him.
"Better. I didn't have another nightmare last night." He says.
"That's good." I say.
"Thanks for letting me stay here." He says.
"Listen, it was nothing." I tell him.
"Still. Thank you." He says.
"You're welcome. How do you feel about going and getting some breakfast, yeah?" I ask him.
"Good that." He says.
I take his hand and pull him up. Today was a Sunday, which was a free day. We were allowed to walk around in pajamas and do any of the activities we wanted to.
We walk silently to lunch together. Neither one of us daring to break the silence until we get into the noisy world of the dining hall.
As we walk in, I instantly get hit with a glare from Thomas.
"Ignore him." Newt whispers.
I just nod and we go up to get plates and food.
This morning, Newt doesn't say hi to Fry. Instead they just share a simple nod and we go to sit at our usual table. With Thomas.
"Thomas I'm sorry about this morning. Please don't be mad at me." I say.
Thomas looks at me for a second before replying.
"Well, you kinda implied I didn't care about him." Thomas says motioning to Newt.
"I didn't mean it that way." I say.
Newt speaks up.
"Tommy, I've been having nightmares. That's why I left." He says.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Thomas asks.
"Because! I knew you'd freak out. I'm sorry. I got scared and went to her room because I knew I could trust her." Newt says.
"Newt, I'm sorry. I should've noticed. You know, sometimes I can hear you sleep talking but I didn't know it was really that bad." Thomas whispers.
"Its fine Tommy. Are we all good?" Newt asks looking around.
All of us nod and Minho comes over to the table.
"What's up you ugly shanks?" He asks.
"Minho, I didn't know I was a mirror." I say with a smirk.
This earns a few 'ooh's from everyone at the table before Alby plops down too.
"What'd I miss?" Alby asks.
"(Y/N) totally just burned Minho." Teresa says laughing.
We were all laughing.
"How did everyone sleep?" Alby asks.
Newt and I glance at each other.
"Good." Newt says.
"Yeah, I slept fine too." I say.
"What's up with you two shanks?" Minho asks noticing Newt and I's strange behavior.
"Nothing." We say in unison.
"Something's up with these two." Alby says smirking.
Then Teresa and Thomas look at each other.
"These two know what happened!" Minho exclaims.
"No." Teresa says.
"What are you talking about?" Thomas adds casually.
It's almost believable.
"With Newt and (Y/N). What's up with them?" Minho asks.
"We didn't want to tell you this yet." I say.
I give Newt a look that says 'play along' and he nods.
"Tell us what?" Alby asks
"Newt and I ae going to the formal together." I tell them.
They all smile.
"As friends though. We were gonna wait to say anything, but I guess you guys caught us." Newt says laughing.
It was true. We were going as friends.
"Friends, sure." Minho says.
This causes Newt and I to blush.
"Newt you should tell her already." Minho says sighing dramatically.
"Tell me what?" I ask.
Newt just shakes his head.
"Ignore this ugly slinthead. He's just being Minho. I'm not hiding anything." Newt says.
We all start laughing before everyone is kicked out of the dining room so they can prepare for lunch.