Newt Imagines

-1- Stars

First imagine.. Here goes nothing

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It was another sunny day in the Glade. Gladers eating their breakfast, while me -- the greenie -- is here, in the homestead, waiting for the night and the stars to appear.

I'm that girl who loves to watch the stars under the tree, or sit on the grass. Stars are beautiful, bright, every word that you could describe it.

I heard a branch snap, and I went back to realization, and took my knife out -- Alby gave it to me, incase something happens -- and I yelled "Who's there" but I receive no reply.

"You better come out, or I'll stab you. I'm not scared" I yelled again, but there was no response. Until someone tapped on my shoulder and I quickly turned around, and my knife accidentally made a cut on the person's arm.

"Oww. Bloody hell" The person said, and I know who it was because of his thick accent.

"I'm so sorry Newt." I said, as I dropped my knife and grabbed his arm.

"What the hell was that for?" He asked, eyebrows scrunched up, still looking at his wound that I accidentally made.

"I'm sorry. I thought someone was stalking me. And I'm new here, I don't want a stalker following me around just because I'm a girl." I said, and looked down to my feet.

I noticed that he had a sandwhich inside his hand. And I was suddenly confused.

Was that for me?

Don't be a feeler. Maybe that's for Teresa.

"Whats inside your hand?" I asked out of nowhere, and virtually face palmed myself for asking a stupid question.

"A bloody sandwhich" He said, as he didn't mind about his wound and he faced me.

His eyes are lovely.

Focus.

"Oh. Well, I think you should eat it" I said.

"It's not for me" He said, and chuckled after.

"Well, I think you should give it to whoever needs it, maybe he needs it" I said, fidgeting with my fingers.

"Not a he. She" He smirked, and I gulped.

It's for Teresa, you twat.

"Well, you should give it to Teresa then. She's probably hungry." I said, biting my lip and was fascinated with the ground suddenly.

"Not for her. You" He said, and I looked up at him and he had a grin on his face. A blush crept up my cheeks.

"Thanks" I said, as he handed it to me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why what?" He asked, confused and all.

"Why are you bringing me food? All the gladers don't like me." I said, and sadden at the thought.

"All of the gladers, except me. And besides you didn't eat breakfast." He said, and I blushed.

He was thinking of me during breakfast.

Okay, calm.

"Oh well, thanks" I said.

*

We've been talking for hours, under the tree, where I first had a proper talk with a glader. A cute glader that is.

It's night time and I haven't realized until the stars twinkled.

"Oh, Look" I said as I pointed out a bright, big star.

"Beautiful" He said, as I nodded, looking at the star. Until I noticed he was staring at me when he said the word.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.

"Like I said, beautiful" He said, and my face became red like a tomato.

"I'm really not but thank you" I said, as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I like you" He said, and in that sudden moment.

We kissed.

His soft lips placed on my dry ones. His gentle hands cuppin my face as he kisses me. Our lips dancing like we were in a ball.

Magical.

We pulled away.

"Wow" was all he said.

"Was I horrible?" I asked, looking down on the ground with embarrassment.

"No, you were perfect" He said, as he lifted my chin up.

"Perfect like the stars" He said, as we leaned in.

Beautiful.

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a/n:

omg that was horrible.

I tried

But please tell me about my first imagine. Tell me if it was great or not

-Danielle