It's been what feels like a lifetime since Ben was put into the pit. Though it's only actually been a few hours. Newt and I are sitting by the tree by the gardens, our usual spot. He is munching on and apple and I am reading my book. None of us speak, the only sound is the birds chirping or Gladers talking in the distance. But we prefer it that way.
Even though I'm holding my book reading, my mind just keeps wandering beyond the pages. I lead my gaze to above my book. I can't seem to stay focused on reading, which is unusual for me. Whenever I read I always get lost in the pages and the story, but today I can't seem to stay focused on it. I keep getting lost in my thoughts instead, and thinking about, just, I don't even know. Everything. My life. The Glade. The Creators. My friends. Newt. I wonder what he is thinking of.
It's funny how my thoughts can wander in any direction, but they always head in Newt's.
"What are you thinking about?" Newt says, before I can even ask him the same thing.
I smile and shrug. "Everything."
He nods and smiles. "We've been through hell and back, haven't we," he scoffs.
My smile slowly fades thinking about all the things that has happened in the past 3– almost 4 years we've been here. "You're right, I guess we have. But thank god I've got you to go through it with me." I couldn't ever imagine being in the Glade without Newt. He is the only person who truly understands me, and who is always there in good times and bad. He's got the kindest and funniest soul and I love him for that.
"Guess you can thank yourself for that, Teddy," he says while throwing his apple core far into the woods.
"You can't possibly credit me for that!" I laugh.
"And why not? You quite literally dragged my arse out of that Maze!" He laughs along.
"Yeah, well, you could have chosen not to speak to me! Or not be friends!" My heart aches even thinking of that thought.
He grabs my hand and our fingers intertwine. "Well that doesn't matter, does it? All that matters is that we're here together now."
I smile brightly, looking up into his chocolate brown eyes. It's as if the whole world stops when I get lost in his eyes. Nobody else matters. It's only him and I.
I wonder what he sees when he stares into my eyes. He once told me they were bright blue, but I've never even seen myself in a mirror. I think it's pretty fascinating how a simple gaze or even a blank stare into someone's eyes can convey many meaning.
We sit like that for a moment, fingers intertwined, smiled plastered onto our faces and eyes locked into a gaze.
I never want to break our eye contact. I wish it could last forev—
"Teddy! Newt!"
Damnit.
Our gazes our broken by someone shouting our names. I turn to see Chuck, jogging towards us.
We quickly let go of each other's hand.
"It's um, time." He says sadly.
We both know what that means and walk towards the Corridors.
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Since We Were Kids (Newt x Reader)
Fanfiction"We are never getting out of here are we," I said to my best friend without the slightest bit of hope. "Come on, Teddy. Don't think like that," he says trying to reassure me. I notice him fidgeting with his hands, knowing I'm probably right. We ar...
