𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃, 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈

Chapter 6: The Scorch

~Y/n P.O.V.~

I woke up the next morning, feeling a weight on my other shoulder. Minho's head was on top of mine while my head was on his shoulder. I moved my head slightly to see who's head was on my other shoulder, just to see Teresa's head there.

I didn't care if her head was there, so I just looked around the place, getting comfortable and waiting for everyone else to wake up. Pretty soon, everyone else woke up. I pecked Minho's cheek, waking him up more. He looked down at me, smiling softly before pecking my lips.

"Are they gone?" Newt spoke up.

"Yeah, I think we're safe for now." Thomas assured everyone.

I nodded, lifting my head from Minho's shoulder, "Okay. We should get moving." Everyone nodded, agreeing with me.

We all stood up, grabbing our things. While I was putting my backpack on, I heard a groan in pain, causing me to turn my head and see Winston still laying down, somewhat breathing heavily. Frypan turned to him, helping him up to his feet.

Pretty soon, we were back on our feet and walking towards the mountains. After a little while, we were walking in an area where abandon and broken down buildings laid. We were all glancing around the place, a little shocked.

"What the hell happened to this place?" Frypan broke the silence between all of us.

"I don't know. Doesn't look like anyone's been here in a long time." Newt said.

"Hope the whole worlds not like this." Aris spoke up.

We walked a little more, until Thomas spoke up from behind us all, "Woah, woah. Hang on, stop." We all turned to look over our shoulders at him, confusion laying on our faces.

"Do you hear that?" He asked us.

We all looked up, staying quiet. I felt Minho's arm that was wrapped our my shoulders tighten a little. After a couple seconds, I started hearing a whirring kinda sound.

"Get down! Everybody hide! Hide! Hide!" Thomas shouted.

Minho moved his arm from my shoulders and gripped my hand. We all ran frantically, hiding under some concrete. I heard the noise become louder. We all peaked under the concrete, enough so they still wouldn't see us, revealing a aircraft and two helicopters.

Once they were gone, we all sighed in relief, glancing at each other.

"They're never gonna stop looking for us, are they?" Minho spoke up.

We didn't answer Minho's question. I think we all knew the answer to that, anyway. We all crawled out from under the concrete, Minho's hand still gripping mine, before we were back on our trail to the mountains.

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~Y/n P.O.V.~

After a little while, we all started walking up a big hill, many rocks and stones were on it, making it harder for us to climb. I was near the middle, right beside Minho. He was still gripping my hand, our fingers intertwined together. It was hard to climb up the hill while our hands were together, but I didn't mind as much.

"Everyone good?" Thomas called back.

No one answered him, we just kept climbing up. While were doing so, I heard heavy breathing come from behind me, making me turn and see Winston pausing for a moment, clutching his stomach. He was behind all of us. He wasn't looking to good. He skin was pale, his lips were turning somewhat purple.

What snapped me out of my thoughts was a kiss to my head. I snapped my head back to the front, seeing Minho look at me with sad eyes. I gave him a small little smile before looking down at the ground, continuing to climb up the hill, feeling Minho's eyes on me.