Newt imagines!

Amelia pt2

It's been a month since Newt broke things with you. A very long month. Minho, Alby and a couple others had to wrestle your weak, trembling body out of the deadheads and lock you in your room forcing food down your throat. Things had got better, running was good, you could talk to Minho and Teresa about anything without cracking and almost with Chuck despite the fact that when you cried he did as well, which was no help. Thomas stopped hanging round as much, he didn't want to take sides and that dragged away Teresa and Chuck, the other gladers still treated you like a wounded dog that could lash out and break bones or just whine and cry in self pity. You hated it, things would never improve if they didn't treat you normally, it wasn't that big a deal you had only lost your best friend, the person you cared most for in your entire life. Your crush.

You sit around the table at breakfast enjoying a fruit salad, when Teresa slaps your hand. "You know what we should do, throw a party! If everyone can see that your fit to celebrate, have fun, do a little dancing then they will know that your are your old self." She looks so proud of herself, you look at Minho who shakes and nods his head. "She has got a point but only if you feel up to it." You smile at them. "Does that mean I will be needing a dress?" Teresa jumps up and down, screaming. "This is gonna be the best party ever!" While Minho whoops. "I'll say amen to that." You laugh at them pulling them back in their seats. "We have to ask Alby first guys." They both smile at each other and then you, they each grab an arm and half run, half drag you over to Alby who is sorting out boxes in the track-hoe's shed. Alby looks startled when Teresa and Minho bundle you into the shed, all full of laughter. You smile at Alby, he was like Thomas; knew his friend was in the wrong but still stayed loyal to him - you didn't mind at all, in fact you are happy to see that Newt still has some friends. "Alby, we were thinking the best thing to solve all the awkwardness around here.." Teresa gets cut of by Minho who was bursting to spill the contents from the very beginning. "Throw a party!!" He screams.
"You ruined it." Teresa whines elbowing him in the gut, "I was meant to say that."
You and Alby laugh at the child-like pair as they throw exchanges of tongue sticking out and horrible faces. Alby taps your shoulder, "I think I can allow a party..." You hug him, "thank you Alby."
He hugs you back. "Although it must be safe and not too loud." He smiles whilst ruffling your hair. Minho and Teresa who had stopped arguing cheer and clap Alby on the back, they drag you off towards your room, on the way Teresa had grabbed paper and pens. You all sit down and spend the rest of the day planning this party, your about hand out invitations when Teresa pulls one out of a small pile you had given her, she cocks an eyebrow at you holding the name up. Newt. "Seriously! Your going to invite this slinthead? Y/n, he said he doesn't want to be your friend anymore."
You look down at the pile in your hands, you can still remember his words like it was yesterday, they drive daggers into your heart making your body go weak. "Yeah but..." There is no real argument, you hoped that somehow he might come back to you. "I can't exclude him for the rest of my life," you say "it's impossible."
Teresa puts the invite on your bed, "I know, we all know that, but you don't have to ruin a great night." She sighs and finishes flicking through the invites, "you know who he will bring along, and it's not fair on you or any of us." You nod your head weakly, you hadn't told them that Amelia is the only one who has said what you wanted to hear.

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The party was being held behind and in a small hut that the builders had just finished building for the girls. The place had four bed rooms upstairs and a lounge downstairs that had been filled with chairs, pillows and a large row of tables along the west wall that was beginning to overflow with drinks that each glader had brought when they arrived. Most of it was either moonshine or beer. Your in the small kitchen that is downstairs with the lounge, your talking and laughing with a couple gladers, Minho at your side the entire time. You and Teresa had spent a whole hour sorting through her wardrobe ( yours being empty of any girly outfits), you ended up in a summer dress that fell halfway down your thigh with a small pair of heels to go along with it, you had to emit after turning for ages in front of the mirror you did look stunning. There's a small knock on the door, you excuse yourself and trot over careful not to spill your drink, you open the door to Thomas holding a large bottle of squash with Chuck bubbling around at his side. Chuck runs up to you giving you an enormous hug before quickly running inside and screaming. "I'm here, now the party can really get started." You and Thomas chuckle while shaking your heads.
You accept the squash from Thomas who lingers on the porch steps, "umm, y/n I've gonna spend the evening with Newt, can you keep an eye on Chuck for me?" He winces excepting a bad reaction from you, instead you smile. "You guys have a great time, do you want me to say anything to Teresa?"
Thomas looks at you shocked, you turn away hating the pity everyone was giving you - it was uneasy. He looks over his shoulder to where Newt stands a way off waiting for Thomas, Newt's eyes dart around landing of anything but you. He looks as bad as you feel, his hair is a mess, his eyes bloodshot and he clearly hasn't changed clothes for a while, you almost pity him.