The Maze Runner: Newt Imagines

Daydreaming in the Maze

(Warning! Mild cussing and swearing)
(Also just a P.S. this is before Newt gets his limp)

You were running for dear life. The griever was just around the corner, and you were trying to lose it on your way back to the Glade. Why did it have to be today that Minho had to cover a different section because another runner hurt their leg? And why didn't you except Newts offered to run with you? Why do I have to be so damn stubborn, you think to yourself.

Flashback

You had been running for about four hours when you stopped to take a break for lunch. You leaned your back against the maze wall, and slowly slid down it. Your mind slipped into a trance while you were thinking about everything that had led up to this point. At least everything you could remember up to this point.

You had shown up in the Glade almost a year ago. There were only about ten boys there at the time, and Alby had told you about how they sent up a new greenie each month, but you had been the first girl. After he gave you the tour, he introduced you to the Second in Command, Newt.

Let's just say it was love at first sight for both of you.

Later that night Gally refused to wrestle you because, and you quote, "I don't wanna break the shanks leg on her first day here." When you couldn't convince him to wrestle you, Newt stepped up and said he would.

This sent surprised gasps through the small crowd of boys, but you both still stepped in the circle. This surprised even yourself, but you thought the whole idea of wrestling boys was kinda fun. This was when you and the rest of the boys found out that you were a lot stronger than you looked. You ended up tossing Newt out of the circle within a minute.

All of the boys were silent with their jaws dropped open. You turned back to Gally with a smirk on your face, and your hands on your hips. "You were saying," you reply with a proud look on your face.

Ever since that day the boys knew to not mess with you, and you and Newt were best friends. Its funny that that's how you two became BFFs, but sometimes that's how it works. That was until the next bonfire night. You and the boys were playing a game of truth or dare, and Minho dared Newt to kiss you. 'That shucking slinthead!' You screamed in your mind.

He was the only boy who knew about your crush on Newt, because you ran the maze with each other every day, and he claimed that Newt was head over heels for you to, but you didn't believe him. He was your second closest friend other than Newt because you spent so much time together, but he could get pretty snarky and sassy around you, and the fact that he knew pretty much all of your secrets didn't help with the teasing. But even though he could be a dumb piece of klunk sometimes, he was actually very loyal to you, and always kept your secrets. Or at least you thought he did.

When he dared Newt to kiss you, he looked over at you and smirked. You gave him your strongest death glare, that you hoped scared him, but he just kept smirking. Newt stood up from the log he was sitting on, and walked over to you. He squatted down in front of you, so the other boys couldn't see what was happening. He leaned in, and you thought he was going to kiss you, but he just whispered, "Come with me," where the other boys couldn't hear him.

You looked at him for a second, before he stood up, and grabbed your hand and pulled you up. He started jogging to the deadheads, pulling you along with him. You looked back to see Minho still smirking at you, along with all the other boys. 'What did they do?' You thought to yourself.

You looked back in front of you to see where you were going, when you tripped over a tree root. Newt caught you, and before you could process what was going on, he shoved your back up against a tree, and he placed his hands on either side of your head. "What are you-" you were cut off by him leaning in, and smashing his lips onto yours. You were in complete shock for a minute.