The Maze Runner Imagines/Preferences

Thomas Imagine

I follow Alby around the Glade. Man oh man, I wish I hadn’t been sent here. As he shows me around, I feel a pair of eyes on me. I glance to my left and see the cutest boy ever, with his dark brown hair swept back and chocolate eyes burning into me, yet with a sense of curiosity. I quickly look away and pay attention to what was in front of me.

As I eat dinner, a chair is pulled up and a figure sits next to me. Ready to throw a dirty glance at whoever it was, I realise that it is the same boy from earlier. I smile at him but say nothing, letting my presence speak for itself.

I sit on the small hill that overlooks the Glade. The sky is now blue-black with a few stars scattered around. I hear a cracking tree branch and snap my head to behind me. I see the mystery boy and he approaches me. He sits next to me and holds my hand, and I rest my head on his shoulder, letting the silence pass through the night.

Author's Note: I'm sorry if I dedicated this to the wrong person.... they changed their name, their previous username was ilygraser.