Thomas had lunch with his friends at school. Newt didn't answer to his message but Thomas thought that maybe he didn't have any ideas for the project too. So, he didn't bother him more.

,, Let's talk about new people." Teresa offered.

,, Okay. Who's the first one?" Minho asked.

,, That weirdo. Newt."

Thomas didn't know did Teresa do it on purpose or was Newt just first new person who came into her mind.

,, He's weird." Minho said.

,, Yeah. He can't talk normally and he always sweats. That is weird." Brenda agreed.

,, Maybe he has cancer?" Winston offered.

,, Not sure. But something is definitely wrong with him." Teresa said.

,, He wanted to talk to me yesterday." Zart said.

,, What did you do?" Brenda asked quickly.

,, I looked at him weirdly and walked away."

,, Right dare." Minho said. ,, You never know what you can get from them."

,, What do you mean?"

,, Some disease or something like that."

,, Talking about the disease, there's Newt." Teresa said and pointed on the other side of the canteen.

Newt was there, holding his plate with food and looking for an empty seat.

,, There's Gally." Zart said.

,, He's gonna do something." Teresa said.
,, I'm sure about that."

Newt started walking but Gally put the leg to him in advance. Newt stumbled behind it and fell to the ground. Everyone started laughing.

,, Look at this moron." Brenda said.

,, He's about to cry like a baby."

Thomas couldn't take it more. He jumped up and went to Newt who still sat on the floor, eyes wet and didn't know what to do.

Thomas took a bunch of napkins and started cleaning the floor. Newt stood up and helped him. Thomas heard his breathing. He was really close to crying. Then Thomas saw that there was some food on Newt's hoodie too.

He threw dirty napkins into the trash and took new ones to clean Newt.

,, Be still." He said to him. Newt didn't expect that, but he stayed still.

,, Thank you." He whispered.

Thomas looked at him. The boy really meant it.

,, No problem."

When the hoodie was clean, Thomas took the brush and the scoop and swept the fragments together.

When everything was ready and clean Thomas asked from Newt:
,, Are you okay?"

Newt nodded.

,, Good."

They walked out of the canteen.

Everything happened in deep silence.

* * *

At the end of the school day, Thomas saw how Newt walked towards his home. He followed him.

,, Newt, wait!"

The boy winced and turned around.

,, Hey, why are you wincing all the time?" Thomas asked.

,, I...I-I just..."

,, It's fine." Thomas said and placed his hand on Newt's shoulder. The boy winced again.

,, Do you want to come around? We could discuss about the project."

,, You want me to?" This was the first sentence what Newt said without stuttering.

,, Sure." Thomas said happily. He really wanted to get to know him better. He took Newt's hand and dragged him to his home way.

* * *

,, Hey, Chuck! I'm home!" Thomas shouted. ,, And I brought a friend, too!"

,, Y-You sure that I can be here?" Newt asked.

,, Yes." Thomas looked at him encouragingly. ,, Come on. Meet my little brother Chuck."

He dragged Newt to the living room.
Chuck sat on a couch and watched TV. When he looked at Newt, his eyes went big.

,, You brought him here?"

,, Chuck!" Thomas pressed trough teeth.

,, He's weird and-"

,, Shut up!"

,, Okay, sorry...Newt."

,, It's fine." Newt said but Thomas saw from his eyes that it wasn't true.

,, Let's go upstairs." He offered.

They walked up to Thomas' room but when Thomas saw how messy his room was, he got a little bit embarrassed.

,, Uh, this is messy, I'm so sorry."

Newt walked around the room like it was some kinda miracle.

,, No, it's fine."

,, Umm...do you want something to eat?"

,, N-No, it's not necessary."

,, I can make sandwiches for us. Anything to drink? Juice?"

,, I-I'll take the water...please."

,, Okay. I'll be right back!" Thomas said and went downstairs.

                           *   *   *

,, So...any ideas for the project?" Thomas asked, while they were eating their sandwiches.

Newt blushed.

,, What?"

,, I...I kinda have one idea..."

,, Tell me."

,, You're gonna laugh."

,, No. I promise, I won't."

Newt doubted.

,, Well...I...umm...I like singing. And...I really sing. Not just liking it. I really...do it."

Thomas was surprised.

,, Why are you embarrassed? This is so cool."

Newt looked at him carefully. ,, It is?"

,, Yes! I mean, I don't know a lot of boys who like singing. Well, until this moment, I didn't know anyone from boys who like singing."

Newt blushed again.

,, But how is this related to the project?"

,, I thought that maybe we should pick one famous singer and do the project about him. Or her." Newt said without stuttering.

,, Like who?"

,, Well...I was thinking about Paul McCartney."

,, You mean that guy who was in The Beatles?"

,, Yes."

,, Okay. But you have to tell me about him because I don't know nothing about him."

,, Sure!"

Thomas took one paper and pen.

,, Let's write down some points so after we can put a project together using these points."

,, Okay."

,, So-"

,, Thomas, wait." Newt put his hand on Thomas' shoulder. Thomas looked at him.

,, What?"

,, I just..." Newt was nervous. ,, I mean..."

Thomas placed his hand on Newt's.
,, It's okay."

,, Thank you. For everything."

Thomas looked at Newt's eyes and saw that the boy was sirence. He really meant it.

,, Always."

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Oh. My. God.
This was the longest chapter so far and I never noticed how long this was, until now. And it's my favourite chapter too :) I literally melted when I wrote it! Newtmas forever! And did anyone of you got that Paul McCartney part? If yes, then you're a true Thomas Brodie-Sangster fan!