Newt's POV
"If you don't win this race," Y/n told me, "then I get to braid your hair."
"Bloody hell," I muttered, "and if I win?"
"It's a surprise." She smiled mysteriously.
"Deal." I shook on it and the announcer called for the 100 meter dash participants to sign in. "Goodbye, love."
"Bye Newt!" She called out.
I jogged to where I needed to be and before I knew it I had to run the race.
I pictured Y/N's face and the gun went off and I sprinted faster than I ever sprinted before.
The thing was, some idiot named Minho beat me by a fraction of a second. I was so close.
"Newt!" Y/n called out and ran to me after everything had finished.
She jumped up and kissed me. Like really kissed me.
Y/n POV
That was the surprise. I was going to kiss him if he was going to win or not.
"I'm proud of you, Newt." I whispered.
"You just- we just- WHOOOO!" He got all excited and I laughed, blushing.
"I still get to braid your hair!"
He suddenly got serious and groaned.
On Monday Newt went to school with a tiny braid in his hair with me laughing by his side.
Split POV is fun to write.
-anneequah
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