~3rd Person P.O.V.~
A girl and a boy laid on metal tables, their naked bodies covered under a sheet. The girl stared at the ceiling in front of her, as the boy glanced at her every once in a while. He knew she was scared, he was, too. But he'd do anything to protect her, because...
He loved her.
And she loved him.
The two had met by the girls sister, who happened to be watching the two through the window on the other side, watching as some doctors prepared for them to be sent up.
Up to the maze.
Her sister was gonna forget her and her lover who laid beside her on a different table. She walked away, tears falling onto her cheeks as she thought about her sister not remembering her.
The boy looked at his lover, who continued to stare at the ceiling, her breathing getting somewhat heavy. He couldn't help but admire her, even in the situation they were in right now. He slowly reached his hand out in-between the space that was between the tables, wanting to hold her hand as his palm was facing the ceiling.
She saw his gesture and smiled softly, reaching her hand out to hold his, glancing into his brown eyes before looking back up.
He rubbed her knuckles soothingly with the pad of his thumb
A doctor stood a couple feet away from the couple, a needle in hand. The doctor stares at the girl, speaking up.
"Okay, Y/n." Both the couples heads snap to him. "You're going to feel a little prick, and then you'll soon feel sleepy. You'll be okay."
Once she saw the needle in the doctors hand, she started to panic. Her breathing becoming heavy once again, her hand shaking in the boys. He noticed this and squeezed her hand, sitting up a little to look at her better.
"Y/n." He speaks softly. "Baby. Look at me." Her eyes were closed as she shakes her head a little, her breathing still rapid. "Look at me, baby."
She obeys slightly, moving her head to the sound of his voice, keeping her eyes closed.
"Y/n." He rubs his thumb over her knuckles again.
She takes a deep breath, finally looking her lover in the eyes. He smiles softly as her breathing starts to become normal again. He squeezes her hand, looking into her e/c eyes.
Just then, she gasps quietly, feeling a sharp prick at the side of her neck. Her face changes to a grimace, looking like she was uncomfortable. After a couple more seconds, the needle is removed from her neck as she feels the effect right away, her eyes becoming heavy.
The boy watches as his lover becomes sleepy. He squeezes her hand, making her open her eyes, staring into his.
He had to say one last thing to her before they don't remember each other. He had to say what they promised each other.
"Remember, baby. Okay? Remember." He whispers, squeezing her hand again, rubbing it with his thumb.
She nods, "I will. I promise."
Her eyes become heavy again as they close, not being able to open them back up. He notices and says one more thing to her, which she heard loud and clear.
"Remember, I love you."
And that was all she heard, was her lovers voice and his honey, beautiful brown eyes, before darkness overcame her.
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