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Newt
He was trying to take her from me. Anyone could see it. I wasn't stupid.
I could barely eat. I saw them together on the beach. The way he held her, the way she held him back, made my stomach turn. Why did she never hold me that way, why did she never smile with me like she did with him?
Did she want him? Was he the one she truly wanted? What was so wrong with me?

"You're quiet." Thomas said, but I couldn't find it in me to look back at him. "Hey man what's going on?"
I lifted my eyes to meet his and I had to stop myself from saying something purely out of anger.
"Look. I see the way you look at her. I see the way you two are around each other." I said in a hushed tone.
He sighed and shook his head, "She's one of my closest friends. I love her but I would never take her from you man."
I scoffed, "You've been wanting her since the day you got into the glade. Don't bullshit me and tell me otherwise."
"Yeah well maybe if you stepped up and were what she needed you to be, then maybe she wouldn't only be smiling with me."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, if you showed her some damn interest, took her for a walk, stole some food for a picnic at night," he paused and leaned in close to me, "If you actually showed her a bit of sexual interest."
My cheeks heated up and I squirmed uncomfortably.
"See. That's what you do. Sex is a thing Newt. Every dude in here wants it and i'm guessing that applies to you. She wants it as well. Stop cowering away from it."
"You've spoken to my girlfriend about sex?"
"Not necessarily but i'm not dumb Newt."
"She thinks i'm not stepping up?"
"She wants more of you. You have to treat her like she's a princess. Not just a given luxury. Because eventually she'll get bored. And you know where she'll be coming if she does." He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
"Go away."
"I'm kidding. Maybe." He said before simply standing up and walking away from the table.

I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands. I felt stupid. I should have seen it all, I should have realised that she wasn't happy or that I wasn't being all that she needed. If that's really how Faith felt I knew I needed to do something to show her that I cared about her, and I needed to do it fast. I knew Thomas said he was joking, but if I didn't step up then maybe the joke would become reality.
I groaned and quickly walked back to the room. It was empty. I was flustered. I didn't know what to do. I was panicking. The only thing I had ever wanted in my life was verging on break up all because I couldn't step up.

I breathed heavily before walking over to her door. I didn't bother to knock. In my panic I just threw the door open.
Faith squealed slightly and I scanned her body, realising that she had no shirt on and was desperately trying to cover her torso with the blanket on her bed.
"What the hell!" She yelled and I closed the door behind me.

Faith
All the breath was taken out of me by him bursting through the door like that. I was desperately trying to cover the fact that I only had a bra on but I knew he had seen, which made me wonder why he hadn't walked straight out of the room like he usually does when he walks in without knocking and i'm changing.
I frowned, his gaze suddenly making me feel conscious.
"What are you doing?" I said and his eyes finally met mine.
"Im in love with you."
"I know."
"I want to show you that I love you." He said, barely above a whisper.

He took a few steps towards me so our noses were barely millimetres apart. My breath hitched in my throat.
Gently he kissed me, and i felt his hand cup the side of my face.
I melted into the kiss, but my heart was beating hard and fast.
I forgot about the attempt to cover myself and dropped the blanket, instead wrapping my arms around his neck.
I pulled him close to me and enjoyed the feeling. My whole body shivered as his free hand touched the bare skin on my waist.
"Are you cold?" He whispered against my lips.
"No." I smiled back and he frowned.
"You shivered."
"Just-Just come here." I smiled and pulled on his neck until we both fell backwards onto the mattress.

His arms supported him as he hovered over me and I couldn't help but laugh slightly. He looked like a deer in headlights.
"Do you want this?" I whispered, my laughter fading away.
"I-I do. I'm just not sure what to do." He smiled.
"Well neither do I. We can just, figure it out together." I whispered.
He pushed himself up from over me and I sat up with him as he stood now beside the bed.
I knelt infront of him and slowly lifted his shirt over his head.
Immediately he shuffled on his feet and crossed his arms over his chest. I held his hands and he uncrossed his arms.
Without saying a word, he slid onto the bed, his back against the pillows.
I crawled over to him and straddled his lap and his hands went straight to my hips as I bent forward, placing careful kisses along his neck.
He let out a small, but noticeable, moan and I couldn't help but smile to myself.
This was really happening.

I could barely see straight as he rolled us over and tentatively pulled down my cargos. I had to bite down hard on my lip and my eyes closed as I felt his fingertips brush down my legs.
I opened my eyes when his touch left my skin and I saw him sliding off his own trousers.
I smiled as his eyes met mine and a smile appeared on his own lips.
"This is ok right?" He said and I quickly nodded.
"It's definitely ok."
I laughed as his whole body weight came crashing down on me and I immediately wrapped myself around him.

His hands were firmly attached to my waist and I slowly took hold of his wrist to place one of his hands on my chest, but as soon as it was placed, he pulled it away again.
"It's ok, I want you to touch me." I whispered.
"W-what if I don't do it right?"
I slowly reached down to the waistband of his boxers and he took a sharp breath in.
"We work together and i'm sure we'll figure it out."