Newt Imagine

It's just the maze

💕Newt's POV💕

"Newt, I'm coming up!" She yells as she starts climbing the tree. No, no , no. I don't want her to see me like this. I don't want her to make her relationship official. I try to calm down and stop crying but I can't. Instead, I start crying harder. She finds the branch I'm on and sits next to me. Her eyes are filled with sympathy and confusion for why I'm crying.

💕Your POV💕

you've never seen him cry before. You've seen him look broken, but never crying. He can barely look at you. "Newt? What is it? What's wrong?" You ask. He looks like he's about to say something but at the last moment he starts crying even harder. You didn't think it was possible but he did. You shuffle over til your shoulders are touching and pull him into a hug. He sobs in to your shoulder making your shirt damp, but you don't mind. After five minutes he has managed to calm down and stop crying. "Now tell me, what's wrong?" You repeat. "Nothing, just the whole being trapped in a bloody maze thing hitting me again" he replies. He gives you a weak smile. But its all a lie and you can tell. But you can also tell he doesn't want to talk about it right that minute, so you drop it.

💕Newt's POV💕 

I tried to tell her it was just the maze getting to me. I know she knows I was lying though. Thankfully she just drops it. I decide I want to get her telling me over with. Then maybe I'll heal. "So anyway, (Y/N), anything new going on with you?" I timidly ask. "Well"-here it comes-" My best friend has been missing for hours and missed dinner which is weird. But he won't tell me why. But I'll ask again later when he's ready. Oh, and I was very close to breaking a rule today" she smiles at me. "What? What rule? Why?" Its unlike (Y/N) to break rules. Well, not entirely true. "Well that shank Gally, thought it would be a good idea to kiss me. For starters without my permission and I definitely did not want to kiss him, the shuckface. I really wanted to punch him and his eyebrows back into place" She looks angry even as she says it. So she didn't want to kiss him. And she's not going out with him. "Really? Bloody hell, if you touches you again without permission let us know and he'll be in the pit for weeks." I mean what I say but I really feel like I could sing. It takes another few seconds to realise that that doesn't mean she likes me.