Newt x reader - Loves Touch

Not Again!

Okay so it's been a long time since I've updated, this might be because I've had heaps of homework! Sorry. I promise to make this chapter really long XD ;D and trust me it's 1104 words long.

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Feeling targeted, I look around seeing if I can find him. Newt. Come on! He must believe it's not my fault! I look around now for the third time. He's nowhere, nowhere to be seen. I turn around and leave the eating area. I frantically try to walk faster, but having a freaky black leg, that weighs a tonne, doesn't help. I now yell through the hall ways, "NEWT! NEWT! WHERE ARE YOU?" I turn around in circles, I hit the floor, Why am I on the floor? I turn and see Newt next to me smiling; He brushes the side of my face,

"There ya are Greenie, I bloody found you!"

"Newt what are you saying I was looking for yo-" I stop talking, When I look at Newts expression. I follow his vision path, Newt is staring at my leg, He's looks so terrified,

"What the Blood hell is that! We need to get that crap off you," He lifts me up; I like the fact he's way stronger then he looks. Newt has his arm around my waist and is carrying me bridal style. He carries me to another room which I think is his. He sits on the bed and Places me next to him, my foot hurts when it touches the ground; the pain continues to go straight up my leg. I mumble to myself,

"Why me?" I sigh. Newt reaches under his bed, He pulls out an apple. Shocked I look at him, "Where'd you get that?"

"Well (Y/N) If ya took note of the bloody huge pile of food in the middle of the cafeteria, you might get the idea" He smirks at me; I laugh and smirk back at him. I love his smile, I lean in and kiss him, he lingers on the kiss and pulls me closer, I put my hands through his hair, and he smiles. He pulls me away from the kiss and simply says, "My girl." I smile brightly. Newt stops smiling though and remembers my leg. "I have to get some help." Newt runs out the door. I panic thinking about the gladers hating me, I yell for him to come back, As if he was frantically running he comes back,

"What is it? Is it your leg?"

"No...Newt uh...they um...The gladers that is..."

"What? They...um...what?"

"They blame me. They blame me for everything."

"They what!? How...Why would they blame you for Everythin'?" I sit there staring out in blank space, thinking about what Minho had said... That's when it hit me...

"Newt don't follow me! I'll be right back." I limp to the cafeteria; I go through the opening and see the table Minho is sitting at. I go towards it, my eyes don't leave Minho. When I get to the table I yell at him "Minho! What the hell!" Minho cracks up laughing and falls off his chair.

"My you should see your face you shank!" He continues to laugh,

"You Shank! That's not funny you should see my leg!"

Minho looks down at my leg, his face goes pail. "I'll get Clint." Minho runs off as if in panic. I look at the boys sitting at the same table, they are laughing at Minho. I glare at the boys, "This hard ass leg can hit you guys in the head anytime you know." I smile devilishly, since I shut them up. I look at Minho's chair, I pull it out and sit on it, and I cross my good leg over the bad one.

I wait impatiently, When I see Newt come around the corner, he's calling my name. I almost laugh, yes he cares so much about me but he looks like a complete Idiot calling my name out. I call out his name, "Newt! I'm over here!" He turns at the sound of my voice and runs over. "There ya are, ay does this ring a bell to you?" I laugh at him. He kisses my head. He leaves me and goes and gets a chair. After a while he comes back, placing his chair next to me. I start to feel depressed, thinking, what is wrong with my leg, why does it feel so heavy? Am I going to die? What if I pass out and never wake up? I look to my left, Newt...ah look at how adorable he is, His hairs perfect, his eyes are welcoming and his smile melts me making my legs jelly. If anything I wish to stay alive, alive so I can stay with him.

Minho comes back with Clint, Clint is smirking. Why is he smirking? I see his eyes dart between me and Newt. Oh now I know why he's smirking, god can these boys take things seriously, my leg is covered in some black tar, if that's even what it is, and their still smirking about me and Newt! I'm suddenly snapped out of my train of thought when Clint lightly taps my leg, unfortunately it's not as light as he may think, "What the hell Clint!"

"Whoa, Whoa! Ai, don't go slicing me, I'm sorry okay just seeing how sore it was."

"You could've just asked me!"

"Well no one ever says how it really feels. So there's no point."

"Fine, forget it; just help me get this off!" I yell at him gesturing at my black leg.

"I dunno if I can get it off... Unless..."

"Unless what!?!" Clint breathes heavily and looks at Minho. Looking confused I look at Minho, he looks concerned and says,

"I'm sorry I don't want to do this." He's hands turn into fist and I realise He's going to knock me out! I stand up bashing my chair backwards; Minho watches as the chair moves and makes a loud noise hitting the floor. This is my chance to run! I stand up and punch Minho in the face,

"I'm sorry but I'm not getting knocked out again!" I start to run, limping with the hard mould on my leg. Newt grabs my arm,

"you ain't runnin' from me again, I can't have you leave me."

"Newt what are you do-" Newt just holds me there, he looks at my leg and back at Clint, sighing with frustration, Newts grip tightens,

"Minho bloody do it!" and just in that split second Minho comes up to me and knocks me out.

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Ah You ass Minho and but don't worry Newt has only knocked you out so your okay. He still loves and cares for you :D