Girlfriend

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Y/n's pov

I wake up and find that Newt's arms are still laced around me. Luckily, it was still very early and no one was awake. I quietly slip out of Newt's arms and go to my bed. I still have his shirt on, but I don't mind if anyone sees me in it. Minho has no doubt spread the word about us by now anyway. I was lying there for about 15 minutes before I started to hear people wake up and go outside. The runners were surely gone by now, the walls were open when I moved from Newt's bed. By the time I go outside, the sun was above the glade walls, and I'm in my own clothes - luckily not many gladers had still been in the homestead when I got up - and I am starving. I can smell Frypan's bacon as soon as I walk out the homestead door. By the time I get in line there are only a few people there, so I don't have to wait long to get food. I look around for Newt but can't find him anywhere. I go to the edge of the kitchen area to sit under a tree. I was halfway through my breakfast when Minho plonks himself down beside me with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. I sigh, and shove a piece of bacon in my mouth so I don't have to talk. We sit in silence for a minute until he clears his throat and said "I saw you and Newt last night. Let's be honest, I called it" he said with a smirk. "I saw you guys sneak into Newt's bed" I feel my face go hot and it must've turned red because Minho was laughing at me. I didn't think anyone had seen us. "I don't care what you guys do, just make sure it's not too loud. I need sleep" He continues, the smirk getting bigger with every sentence, almost cracking up into laughter. Was he insinuating what I thought he was? How far did he think we went last night? I gulp "But, hey, while it lasts, you guys can always share a few smooches,'' he says, smirking, before adding "or maybe something more." That's when Newt walks up, looking very annoyed. Perfect timing! "Minho, what the bloody hell are you doing?" Minho didn't even seem phased by Newt's arrival "Relax mate, just talking to your GIIIIIIRLFRIEEEEEND" he shouts the last word and heads swivel in our direction. Newt was glaring at Minho, looking like steam could be coming out of his ears, and I'm just sitting their, still bright red.

Newt's pov

I walk away from breakfast and see Minho sitting with Y/n and she's bright red. This makes me so mad. He is embarrassing her and it looks like he couldn't care less. I walk up, trying to contain my anger, but I can tell I am glaring daggers at him. "Minho, what the bloody hell are you doing?" I almost spat the words in his face. "Relax mate, just talking to your GIIIIIIRLFRIEEEEEND" I want to strangle him, but he gets up and sprints away, probably to get ready for a day of running, and I don't have time to react. I sit down next to Y/n to comfort her. I put my arm over her shoulders, earning a few cat calls from the other gladers. Y/n looks like she is going to lose it at someone at any moment. The embarrassment is gone, and in its place, is cold, hard fury. She shoots up ready to sprint after Minho and do God knows what to him. I grab her wrist. "Hey calm down" I whisper "you've just gotta ignore them" I can hear her take a few deep breaths and calm down. "It's just.... Shucking hell. I hate it here, Newt. I absolutely hate it". "I know how you feel" is my response and suddenly I feel her shrink down a little. And I know why. She feels terrible after what I told her last night, about my limp, my attempt of suicide. She feels like she's nothing special, like she's not worth anything in the world. "It's ok, I know you hate the place. You don't have to feel bad for saying it" I feel her sitting back up, feeling a little bit better. "Meet me in the deadheads by the lake in 5 minutes" She nods, and I walk away. I walk straight towards the deadheads so that we don't go in at the same time. I sit by the lake, remembering what happened last night, how it felt to kiss Y/n, to cuddle with her. Then she walks into the clearing and time seems to freeze for a moment, while I take her in. She sits down next to me and leans into my shoulder. "Why'd you want to meet me here" For a second I completely forget that I had to ask her something. Being here with her seemed so perfect, and I don't want to ruin it. "Oh...Right....Yeah" I stutter. She looks at me, her eyes soft, but looking slightly concerned. "I woke up this morning and you weren't there" I say gravely "What happened?" I don't know if I'm ready for her answer. She takes a deep breath before answering "I went to my bed just before everyone started getting up." I audibly exhale, not realising I had been holding my breath. "I would have woken you, but you look really peaceful when you sleep." She continues with a shy smile. I smile down at her, stroke her cheek with my thumb and kiss her forehead. She giggles quietly and a smile creeps onto my face. I didn't want to ruin the moment, but we had to get going. Alby had told me that today Y/n was trying one of the jobs; being a slicer. I know she'll hate it. "We really have to get going. Alby wants to let you try out one of the jobs today." I said and she sighed "I know, but we really have to go, he'll bloody lose it at me if I don't get you there. C'mon, let's go" I stand up, gently pulling her up with me. Her hand feels soft in mine, and I see her blush as I gently rub circles on her palm with my thumb. Together, we make our way out of the Deadheads. I see Alby running towards us, so we quickly unclasp our hands. I know everyone in the Glade probably knows what's going on between us, but I know y/n just wants to keep this between us for the time being. When Alby reaches us, I see the worry in y/n's eyes. "Don't worry love, it won't be that bad." she rolls her eyes at this, so I gently nudge her in the ribs with my elbow and she giggles. "This way," Alby says. They start walking, but at the last second I grab Alby. "If anything bloody happens to her, I swear-". "Relax Newt, Winston will be with her the whole time" He says cutting me off.

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