enemies to lovers (y/n and newt) book one.

chapter thirty two: love

'Y/n? Can you hear me?'
She immediately recognised this voice, the accent of the one boy she truly cared about.
It was Newt.
She could hear him, but she just couldn't open her eyes, talk, move.
She felt as if she was paralyzed.
She heard a sigh, then that same voice spoke up again,
'I miss you. I thought I'd let you know. Just incase you can hear me.'
She tried her hardest to open her eyes but it was impossible.
'Jeff said it's not likely you'll wake up any time soon.'
She heard a sniff, was he crying? Did he really miss her that much?
'Uh, I've been sitting at our spot for the last few nights, it's only been three days since you went into the maze but it feels like years.'
'Hey, Newt. How ya doing?' She heard Alby said kindly,
'Oh uh fine, thanks Alby.'
Alby sighed, 'She'd be proud of you ya know. How strong you're being.'
She heard Newt laugh slightly, 'If sitting moping around and crying for three days straight is being strong then we're two completely different people, mate.'

~*Newt's Pov*~
Newt stared at the girls' unmoving body, only her chest moved up and down. "I'll be back in a sec." Newt said to Alby as he sat down. Alby nodded at him, he took a last glance at the girl and walked outside over to Minho, "How's the head?" Newt asked with a slightly apologetic look. "Eh not bad compared to your girl in there." "What's that supposed to mean?" Newt said with a chuckle. Minho looked at him and gave him a suprised look, "You really don't know what I'm talking about shank?" he said laughing, "You're crazy for her, and honestly, she's crazy for you." Newt rolled his eyes, "C'mon it's obvious Newt. And besides I heard you and Alby talking, you really do love her don't you?"

Newt looked at him and thought about it for a second. He did, more than anything. "Yeah." he said with a sigh, "Yeah, I do." Minho smiled in an 'I told you so' way, "I just don't know when she's gonna wake up. I bet she was so shuckin' scared stuck in that maze, I mean I was. And I didn't even have a bloody cut up leg and a screwed up knee before getting attack by a buggin' griever." Minho sighed and looked up to the sky, "At least she's safe, back here with us now. She could've been a hell of alot worse, Newt."
"Right, I'm gonna go talk to um- Frypan." You see, Newt didn't find it very easy to show his emotions so he could awkward very quickly. He got up and went to talk to Fry.

"Oh hey Newt! How's you?" Fry asked with a motivational smile, "Better than the past two days." Newt laughed, "Thanks for comin' over yesterday. Even if we didn't even talk for long. It was nice to have someone to chat with for a bit." Frypan smiled at him, "You hungry? I have some spares from lunch, you don't seem like you've eaten much over the past few days." "That would be great, thanks Fry." He took off over to the kitchen leaving Newt alone again. He thought about what he had said with Minho, he loved Y/n, he loved her.

Fry returned with an odd looking sandwich and a combination of fruits in a small bag, Newt took them, thanked Fry and walked over to their spot. He sat against the log, on the left, as he always did. Looking at the empty space on the right, he saw the place Y/n had engraved her name a few months ago, he ran his hand over it and smiled. He didn't realise he was crying until his sandwich began to taste salty. He sat there and ate his food then went back to see Y/n and Alby.