Maze Runner Preferences and Imagines

Thomas imagine for no one in particular

Thomas Pov

I sat in the glade listening to Sarah talk. Don't get me wrong, I love this girl (literally, I love her), but she can talk forever. She stopped. "I'm doing it again, aren't I?" Sarah said looking at me. "Yes," I chuckled. She looked away, embarrassed. She was beautiful. I wish she was mine. "It's okay, It's cute when you ramble." She laughed and blushed a bright pink. "so, um, can I ask you something?" She smiled. "of course" I was nervous, but I knew it was now or never. "uhhh, I want to be able to kiss you" Her eyes widened. "No, that came out wrong, I mean I do want to kiss you, no. I-I, guess what I'm trying to say Is, uh I want you to be mine. Not like ownership or anything, just like, like " Sarah laughed. "Now who's rambling? " I laughed. I loved how Sarah could make a joke out of any situation. She could always make you laugh. I blushed. "so...?" I asked her. "um. Yes" she said. My face grew into a huge smile. "Yes!" I said. She giggled and kissed me. I felt fireworks and I knew I loved this girl.