Newt Imagines- Newt x the reader

New Beginnings

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Y/n pov

" Where am I?"

" Why can't I remember anything?"

" Who put me here?"

They are the only words continuously playing over in my mind. I look around, seeing nothing but crates, trapped in the walls of a metal lift. Along with me of course. I have been in this lift for roughly half an hour, I think. I have been sitting here, in the corner of this metal beast, waiting with baited breath for the doors to open to my new, unknown destination. Suddenly, the lift stops, causing me to fall headfirst into a crate. I lift my head up gingerly, seeing red blood in the corner of my eye. Great, just what I need, I think. The lift doors open, exposing me to the bright light the sun is displaying in the lift. The first thing I register is the 50 plus faces staring down at me. I look around the group, noticing something missing from them all. A girl. One boy, with shaggy blond hair jumps down, and squats down to my level. "Hi, I'm Newt. I'm second in command here. It's nice to see someone new around here, 'specially a girl. Hopefully you'll set us boys straight!" I don't respond. I just stare into his chocolate brown eyes, and begin to register them as a safe place. "It's ok if you're scared, we all were. Bloody hell...you're bleeding. Why don't we get you patched up......" "Y/n'', I finally manage to get out, though it comes out more like a squeak than anything. "Ok, come on Y/n, let's get out of here, we don't want the first she-bean to get a concussion straight away do we love'' He chuckles to himself, and all I can think it how soothing it sounds, and I want him to do it again. "Yeah, we don't want that to hap-happen to the first uhh....she-bean? WAIT, am I s'pose to be offended. What is that anyways??" He does it again, and it's better than before. It makes me feel safe, just like his eyes do. Wait.....am I falling for him?.....nah....I just met him. I can't believe I even asked myself that. Yes, he has those mesmerizing eyes, that soothing laugh, that calming british accent, and soft, messy hair that falls over his more than handsome face, but still. Wait HANDSOME. Maybe I are falling for him. But It'll be a long time until I tell him. I push that thought away and let him help me out of the lift and onto the rough grass surrounding it.

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I can feel my head spin with each step I take. I look all around me, and see the boys running around having fun whilst working. While I do so, I don't realise I have slipped my foot under a thick root, stopping me from taking my next step. "Shit" I mumble, and brace myself for the rough landing, though it never comes. "Watch out, we don't need you getting hurt more than you already are." Newt, my hero. I am about to thank him when he continues speaking. "Maybe you shouldn't be walking 'round with that cut on your head 'ay. Here lemme help you." He picks me up bridal style and continues walking to the apparently called Med-hut. " Bloody hell, you're heavy y/n!" He laughs at this, and I smack his back playfully, causing his quiet laugh into one that's louder. I suddenly realise that Newt is more trustworthy than I thought. I nuzzle my head in the crook of his neck and wrap my arms around his neck. Almost immediately, I fall asleep, though I didn't think I was tired. Oh, I'm unconsio......

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Your dream

I are in a room, full of bunk beds and teenagers of both genders, either sleeping or talking. I look up, and see the underside of the bed above me, and the shape of a body creating a slight dent in the mattress. I roll over and place my bare feet on the cool tiled surface of the floor. I stand up and spin around, facing the ladder to access the bunk above my own. I climb up it, desperately trying to avoid pain in my severely broken wrist. I haven't told anyone about it, and I'm not planning to. I don't want to cause more stress amongst the group. I eventually reach the top of the ladder and softly crawl on the bed. I lay down quietly next to the figure, not wanting to wake them up. They shift, and roll over, wrapping their arms around my torso. A small smile creeps across my face, and I skuttle back a little, and rest the back of my head on their chest. I feel safe, I don't want this moment to end, considering the drama that happened before this. I feel their soft lips kiss me gently on the top of my head, making my smile enlarge slightly. This small gesture reminds me that things between me and them are good, and they always will be. I knew that Ava Paige couldn't break the promise she made. I knew we will always be safe. "I love you, you know" I hear their quiet chuckle, reminding me of someone, though I couldn't register who. "I love you too, I bloody do" Only one person could have that sort of effect on me. Only one person has that sweet, British accent. Newt.

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AN

you dont hafta read this, but im just giving a shout out to alex and emma who have, and still is, helping me write this story

<3 luv u xx