Newtmas - What happens in the glade...

I really, really, liked you

Newts POV
"Good morning, Tommy." I mumbled, adjusting to the sunlight. Tolling over to face him.

I couldn't feel his warmth. "Tommy?" I perked my head up, my hammock was enmpty.

Sitting up now, I looked around. "Tommy? Are you here, Tommy?" No one was around, I quickly got up.

Limping around the glade asking if people had seen him. I fell to my knees, in the middle of the glade.

"THOMAS!!!!" I cried out, laying my hands in my head. A hand rested on my shoulder.

"He's probably running." It was Alby.

I shook my head. "No. No, no, no, Tommy always says goodbye to me before he leaves and Zart saw Minho leave without him." I ranted, pausing for breath.

Alby furrowed his brow, "Is there a reason he's missing?" he asked.

Before I could answer Kyle spoke up.
"I think I heard him say he had to go do something in the woods."

"Why would Tommy go in the woods?" I wodered, Kyle replied with a shrug.

"I can go with you and we can look." Kyle offered, pointing to the woods.

"Thanks Kyle, your a sweetheart." I smiled at a now blushing Kyle.

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Third person POV
The boys had been in the forest for about 10 minutes. There was still no sign of Thomas.

"Thank you for helping me look for Tommy." Newt smiled.

Kyle smiled back.

"If you were older and Tommy wasn't here, I'm sure I'd like you like...that." Newt said.

Kyle blushed. "Awe shucks, if only Thomas weren't here."

Something about the ending of that made Newt feel like he wasn't joking.

The sound of rustling leaves and metal echoed through the forest.

"What's that?!" Newt exclaimed, running after the noise, Kyle following close behind.

Soon they came to a grove surrounded by trees and shrubbery. In the middle Thomas sat, chained to a tree and gaged.

"What the blood he-" Kyle ran up behind Newt, shoving him to the ground.

"I'm sorry Newt, I really really liked you." Kyle said.