Newt Imagines- Newt x the reader

You ok?

Newt's pov

Y/n storms off, shoving her way through the pack of gladers that gathered around us. I see a few go after her but I don't care because I feel her words hit something. Something that causes a deep ache to spread inside me. Her saying those 3 simple words - I hate you - makes me feel terrible. But I don't have time to grieve over my feelings because the gladers all swarm in around me, congratulating me and slapping me on the back. Im stunned at first, but then realise they're congratulating me because ..... I know what I said was true. Y/n needs to learn the rules just like the rest of us. How can she not see that? Her reaction was over the top, it made me sick. I sit down on a log around the fire. Someone lit it, but it's not as big as the bonfires we have when a new greenie comes up. Everyone feels like celebrating and I can't tell why. Why was our fight so interesting that we need to celebrate? I sit there staring at nothing, listening to the conversations going on around me. "She deserved that, she needs to be more appreciative, what makes her feel so special?" That's what I heard, little snippets of other gladers' conversations. And none of them were in Y/n's favour. I started feeling bad for the things that I had said, then realised that I said nothing bad at all. I was just telling her the facts. She was the one that was insulting me and ..... I get up, a hundred thoughts rushing through my head. I need to calm down and take the edge off, so I go find Gally, looking for some of his drink.

Y/n's pov

Minho runs after me. Not at first though. He has to run to catch up to me by the time I get to the homestead. I'm glad he came after me - it shows that we really are starting to be friends - but I just want to be alone. I run into the building, not knowing where to go from there. So I just run around the door and press my back to it. My legs give up and I slide down the wall, curling in a ball at the bottom. My anger is completely gone, all I feel now is empty. Gone was the longing for Newt, gone was the feeling of loving him. I don't even know if he still loves me at this point! At this thought I broke down. The tears I was holding back - that appeared out of nowhere - fell down my face. I sit there crying, and hear noises that sound like a party is going on outside. Great! That's exactly what I wanted! I sigh. Minho walks in and I can feel him standing near me, just staring, probably unsure of what to do. I sniffed and wiped my eyes. I looked up at him. He looks like he feels for me, but knowing Minho, he's too unpredictable to guess. This is probably the only time Minho has ever been sad for someone else. He's usually sarcastic with snide comments up his sleeve. But not now. His eyes looked soft with sympathy and his eyebrows were drawn in what almost looked like worry. Almost. I almost laughed to myself. "Hey" is all he says. "You ok?" I laugh a little at this. Of course I'm not ok, but there isn't much else to say. We stay here in silence until I ask "Does everyone in the glade hate me?" He takes a minute to answer, thinking over his response. "No...... some of them just think your spoiled and a bit stuck up." He responds. "Do you think that?" I ask him. He seems taken aback by how up front I am about it "I did at first, but now, I only see it every now and again" I glare at him and he starts laughing. "Hey Y/n, you asked!" He says through his laughter. I feel the mode lift a bit, but I still have one question to ask him before we can start forgetting it. "Why aren't you out there with everyone else, celebrating or whatever? Why'd you come in here?" I ask him. Again he takes his time to answer. "I honestly don't know. I guess....... I don't even know why they're celebrating" He answers. "I do" He looks shocked by my answer and I have to admit, I surprised myself too. He gives me a quizzical looks so I keep going "they're celebrating because Newt put me in my place, because he showed them that I'm nothing special" I say solemnly. This seems to rub him the wrong way because he pulls a face that is a mixture of disgust and ..... I can see that lots of thoughts are swirling through his head. "Why don't you just go out there and show them up?" he asks, so softly I wonder if he's talking to himself. Then I decide that he's right. If Minho would do it, then so should I. He has the confidence of a peacock, so I decide that this is probably a good idea. I gather my thoughts, dry my face and straighten up. "Do I look like I've been crying?" I ask him. "No Y/n, you look as tough as nails" he says starting to laugh. I giggle too. I walk out of the homestead, Minho close behind. I slam the door with newfound confidence. A few heads turn at the noise, but not many. I walk up to the fire and stand on a table nearby, making sure to steer clear of Newt. Because as much as I want to do this, I'm still mad at him, and I want him to know it. Almost everyone's looking at me now - probably because I just crashed their 'party' - and I clear my throat to get the rest's attention. "If you slintheads think that stupid mess got me down, then you're stupid." I start "If anything, it's boosted me ...." I hear a few groans but keep going. "So be prepared shuck faces, or klunks gonna hit the fan" Everyone just stares at me so I decide to do something bold. I hold up the middle finger, then decide to spill some tea. "Also, Billy, I heard you called me spoiled, said you think i think I know everything. You've got balls to say that. Guess I shouldn't say your other sectets, 'ey. Actually, maybe I should. Oh, where do I start. Oh yes, I remember, you saying that you arent actually Marks friend, and you are just using him. You telling Minho that you are just using Newt, to get close to me, cause for some reason, you LIKE ME. Just so you know, I would never want to kiss an ugly shuck face like yours." Then I jump off the table grinning. I can tell by some of the gladers faces that they're shocked. Some are also glaring at me, telling me that I stepped over a line. I see Billy, who looks like fire could be shooting out of his eyes. I smile and wave at him, showing him how little I care. Alby walks up to me, but I just roll my eyes at him and don't listen to what he's saying. Every now and then I hear a few parts of what he's saying - "Got a lot of nerve, could throw you off the cliff right now, almost earned yourself a one way ticket into the maze" - but can't care less. I tune him out and look around, not paying attention to him. This makes him madder, but I see something that catches my eye. I walk away from Alby - still in the middle of a lecture - earning a few gasps from gladers. I roll my eyes again. Have they never seen someone walk away from him? I walk, through the crowd of gladers to the thing I haven't seen before and kneel down next to it. The group that parted for me don't give me a second glance. I kneel down beside the object I pick it up and examine it. I look over my shoulder, checking to make sure no one's watching me. When I'm satisfied that no one's looking, I shove it in my pocket. I'm going to look at it later tonight I tell myself. I stand back up, and turn around, to go back to the homestead, when I see Minho smiling at me proudly and nodding slightly. I stick my tongue out to him and smile, walking towards the homestead. When I get there, I plonk down on my bed and sit there, processing what I just did. I smile to myself, thinking about how shocked most of the gladers were.