Newt/Thomas The Maze Runner

Chapter 9

Thomas POV

I woke up in a puddle of sweat with Newt shaking my arm.

"Tommy wake up your having a nightmare." My eyes wandered frantically over my surroundings. I was laying in my bed in my room.

Was it all just a dream?

"Newt where am I? What happened?" I asked quickly.

"At your house, in your room, on your bed. You were having a nightmare." He sounded a little worried. "Tommy what happened in your dream exactly?"

So I told him about everything except our relationship. About the maze, about the grievers, about...

"Oh my god! Where's Chuck? Is he okay?" I asked frantically trying to get out of bed.

"Tommy calm down." he said soothingly grabbing my arm and pulling me back down. "He's fine. he's in his room."

After a couple minutes of Newt saying it's okay and rubbing gentle circles on my arm, I finally calmed down.

"Thanks Newt." He smiled a bright yet sleepy smile. Of course I smiled back. His smile was contagious.

"No problem, Tommy, what are friends for?" He responded.

Riiiiiight. We aren't really together like we were in my dream. With that thought my smile fell. Newt noticed my smile fall making his falter.

"Tommy? What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Lie.

A/N I'VE REGAINED MY INTEREST FOR WRITING THIS STORY!! But I decided to make a huge plot twist where all of the other chapters were just a dream. So this is just a short filler chapter.