"Are you sure we can't manufacture some sort of happy ending? 'Cause you know I love them happy endings."

"There ain't no happy endings." (If you know this show I love you. Be my best friend❤️😉)

I sit watching TV in Newt's living room. Watching a random episode of a random show I'd never seen before in my life. As the character spoke his last words and died... I just sat there in silence,curled up as Newt walks in. He looks at me then the TV as he turns it off. Sitting beside me.

"You feeling any better?" He asks.

"A little," I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes "I'm always better when I'm with you."

He laughs and strokes my fingers "Tommy.. I think my parents will be back soon. I know.. I know this sounds awful but can we pretend we're just friends?"

"I didn't even know we were dating.." I laugh "But of course. Whatever you want."

"It's only if you want.." He stands up and watches out the window "Shit! Tommy get down!"

"What is it?" I look to see my dad storming towards the door. Ringing the doorbell vigorously "How the hell did he know I'm here!?"

"I don't know.." Newt stutters as he's cut off by my dad's voice.

"OPEN UP!" He yells "I know my son is here, I need to talk to him. I'll call the police if you don't! It's my rights!"

I shake my head at Newt "Please don't.."

"He'll smash down my door otherwise. I'm sorry." He squeezes my hand and walks to the door,letting it slip away as the opens the door. Dad barges through- "Where's my son!?" He yells as he sees me. He yanks me up and shakes his head. Looking at me as if I've just cut off his limbs.

"What are you doing Thomas!?" He snaps "We've searched all over for you. We thought you were kidnapped!"

"I've been gone forth minutes you idiot!" I growl "How did you know I was here?"

"Him.." He points to Newt "He texted us from your phone."

My eyes widen "You... Told them!?"

"I had to Tommy.." He whispers "I'm sorry."

"Save it.." I shake my head and grab my rucksack as I wipe my eyes "I'll see you at school." I say coldly and walk out with dad to his car. Sitting in as I shake my head,we just remain there for a few moments.

"Why aren't you driving?" I ask. Not looking at him.

"I just think we need a long conversation Thomas. Maybe I should tell you a story from my youth."

I scoff and shake my head "As much as I'd like to back about fifty billion years to refresh your years as being a teenager. I'll pass."

But he does so anyway- "I used to run away all the time. Away from my parents-all of this. I wanted to live my own life. Money,girls. Everything."

"And look where you ended up. Just as good.."

He sighs heavily "Thomas- we're not so different,you know."

"What sort of lie is that? We're completely different. I'm gracefully tall;you're freakishly short. I appreciate people for who they are,you yell and judge them."

"Where do you get this stuff?"

"I don't know! It just comes to me. I have a gift."

He nods and starts to drive,I rest my head on the window and close my eyes.
"You can't deny me like this forever" I whisper "My sexuality isn't a phase. You need to understand that."

"We'll discuss it when we get home."

"There's nothing to discuss! I'll keep running away until you accept it. I don't give a fuck!"

"Thomas!" He yells "Don't you dare swear like that!"

"Just keep driving.." I growl and he does. We arrive home and my mother hugs me tight,cradling me in her arms as she cries (Fake tears. Typical)

"Oh Thomas.. Sit down darling," she sits me down and wipes her fake tears. Her and dad look at me and sit opposite. I just fold my arms and lean back. I see missed calls from Newt and switch off my phone.

"You're not going to do anything. You can't. You can't make me live like this! I hate this. I hate you being my parents!" I yell "You know what I hate more than anything!? Is that when I finally leave you might have another kid. I mean.. You've all ready messed up one kids life,why do it to another?"

"Shut your mouth!" My dad snaps as I walk up to him. Smirking as I shake my head.

"What are you going to do?" I snarl and shove him as I run upstairs. Slamming the door as I fall against it,tears falling as I burrow my head in my hands. Crying into them. I stand up and look in the mirror as I wipe my tears away.

"You're okay.." I whisper to myself into the mirror. Nodding as I bite my lip to stop crying. The door opens to my mum standing there, I wipe my red eyes again as she walks to me. I saw real tears in hers this time.

"How did you know?" She whispers. Shaking like a leaf.

"How did I know what?" I ask. Turning my head.

"What you said.. I'm pregnant Thomas. You're going to be a brother."