One year later...

Thomas woke abruptly in the middle of the night, the moon shining brilliantly on his face. Something felt off. The eighteen year old thought he heard a whimper, but it may have been just a dream. He looked to the left of him, where Newt was usually occupied. There was nothing there but crumpled sheets, and the smell of warm honey and tea; the blonde's lovely scent.

It wasn't the first time Newt ventured out, so Thomas tried not to be too worried. A couple months previously his father had finally been captured and thrown into jail. The brunette and his boyfriend were thrilled until they found out that the man "accidentally" murdered Newt's sister, Sonya. Poor Newt has been grieving ever since that deranged news arrived. His father used to abuse him to, after all. He thought maybe it would be better if he were in Sonya's place, for she was too kind for this tragedy.

Thomas's eyes widened in terror as he realized the whimper had come from the apartment landing. He raced to the source of the sound, his heart pounding unrestrained in his cavity. Prepared for the worst, the brunette swung open the glass door. Newt was sitting in a chair looking over the city, eyes watering.

"Newt, darling, can I sit with you?" Thomas asked delicately.

"It's may, not can," came the choked out reply, with a hint of a chuckle.

"Yeah... I know. I just wanted to make sure that you're alright... I mean I know you're not, I just...wish I could help."

"Tommy, you are helping me just by being in my life. You should know that," exclaimed the blonde. "You should also know that I wouldn't be who I am today without you, or even here at all."

Thomas teared up at the memory of Newt attempting to end his own life after the news of his sister getting slaughtered. His boyfriend had said that if it wasn't for him, he would've gone fully through. Newt had a heavy limp after purposely landing on it from a hard fall. After seeing the pure sadness and shock in Thomas's big Bambi eyes at the hospital, he said "I promise I won't ever try to hurt myself again Tommy, I'm so sorry. You don't deserve to live without me, no one deserves a life like that. I hope you'll apologize to me." There was no way the brunette couldn't apologize, he loved his Newt dearly. And here they are now, telling each other everything and keeping absolutely nothing hidden. A prevailing love.

"I was scared you'd try to do it again," Thomas mumbled to the cement, watching an ant carry some food crumb.

"Tommy, look at me," Newt demanded.

Gradually Thomas moved his head upward, entranced by Newt's dark eyes. 

"I promised you I wouldn't. And I don't make promises often..." 

Thomas nodded, his boyfriend would usually ponder throughly before making a bona fide promise.

"Just remember that I love you so, and I never meant to hurt you," said the blonde evenly.

"Thank you, Newt. I love you too." Thomas rasped, sliding forward to give Newt a warm, passionate kiss on the lips, cupping his face. The blonde moaned slightly, turning red immediately.

Thomas moved faintly away, gently bringing his left hand to Newt's right, so the couple held each other's hands. "You're just too cute, you know?" 

Newt smiled, and let his savior lead him back to the soft bed, all negative thoughts forgotten. He fell asleep with Thomas's hand still clenched in his as he hit the pillow, falling into a peaceful slumber at last.

Author's Note:

This is only a year and two weeks late, I apologize... I read part of this story yesterday, and I couldn't bear to not finish it. It's been hanging for so long, I just had to get some motivation for one last chapter. Sorry it clashes with the last chapters, but I just didn't want to continue with that current overused plot. Those of you who are wondering about Alby, he found anther love, so don't worry. :) 

I still can't believe that I started this story when I was 14 and today is my 16th birthday. 😂 Time sure does fly. Thanks again for the continued support, this is somehow my most popular book, while of course the ones I like the best are my least popular stories lol. But this one has a special place in my heart, as it is the first Newtmas fanfiction I wrote, with its typical high school plot and everything. I found this last chapter bittersweet, and I hope you guys like it at least a little. If it's bad and you hate it, I don't blame you. I haven't written an actual story since August. I've been writing personal poems and song lyrics instead, but I think writing this may have given me just the kick I needed to go write/continue some other fanfictions, perhaps even my horror story which was my last update. You guys are awesome, thanks for taking the time to read this story. XXX