𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 - 𝗗. 𝗢'𝗕𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻 [𝗢𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗]

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗗𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 ➪ 𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀

Love You Different - Justin Bieber, BEAM

Important a/n at the end :)

"I just love you different, Thomas. Not in a friendly manner."

y/c/e = eye color :)

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As I'm working on the acre with Newt to supply us with vegetables for tonight's dinner I see Thomas and Chuck busy chatting away about our plan to escape the maze. I observe the brown haired boy, shifting my attention from the hand gestures he was making to the movements of his mouth, a small chuckle sometimes escaping his mouth as he  has a small plastered on his mouth, carefully listening to Chuck's input on the plan.

"Are you gardening or drooling?" Newt asks me out if the blue from my right hand side, making me jump slightly. I turn around, meeting the blond boy as he has a grin on his face.

"Gardening." I answer, turning around again as I start picking up my shovel again.

"Wrong answer." Newt remarks as he takes away my shovel, obviously wanting my attention.

"What do you want Newt?" I ask as I lean on one hip, folding my arms over my chest, sending a questioning glare his way.

"For you to admit." He simply states, putting both mine and his shovel away as he gives me his full attention.

"And don't think you can make up an excuse, I've seen you guys fucking around for some time now." He adds, he the one giving me a questioning look now.

"Literally."

"Ooh gosh." I face palm myself, not believing my ears to what Newt just informed me with. Me and Thomas have been 'friends with benefits', the two of us really enjoying each other's company. Even though I desire Thomas and I to be more than just friends I've been really excited about us being friends with benefits, not believing he was even physically attracted to me in the first place.

"It's not what you think it is Newt." I add as the boy is probably assuming me and Thomas are in a relationship, which I wouldn't mind, but also isn't the truth.

"Then explain, y/n." Newt demands as he narrows his eyes, leaning against one of the wooden poles on the acre.

"We're just friend with benefits." I shrug, not wanting to make it too big of a deal. Even though many would think it's a big deal, me and Thomas genuinely don't make a big deal out of it seeing the two of us only loved each other as friends

If only that was the truth.

"Just friends with benefits? That's huge." Newt grins as he pulls me into his side, the two of us sharing a hug, one I needed.

"I don't think you see him as a friend though." Newt asks as the two of us break apart form our hug, me being confused with his sudden remark.

"Friends don't look to each other in that way." He points out as the two of look at Thomas, who spots us, waving at the two of us as we wave back.

"Which way?" I ask, wanting to hide my feelings and thoughts about my best friend.

"The 'I love you in a romantic manner' way." He says, me chuckling a bit at his confession.

"Me? And him? Are you crazy?" I ask as I laugh a bit, hoping it'd be enough to convince Newt of me not having feelings for Thomas whatsoever.

"Well you're already shagging him." Newt comments, making me blush a little.

"I'm just saying, tonight's your last chance. Tomorrow we're leaving this place forever hopefully." He adds, hinting at us all going into the maze tomorrow.