The First One || TMR

Twenty-One

• Hailey •

"Let go of me!" I squirm in Gally's arms. He was holding my arms behind my back.

"Well, maybe you should listen. And not get out of the Pit." He says emotionless.

"Hey, get your hands off my sister." Newt came up to us.

"Maybe you should teach her something." Gally pushes me, but Newt catches me in his arms.

Both Newt and I huff before walking back to the Pit that Thomas was in and I see Spencer sitting on the ground. I yank my arm from Newt's grasp before yanking on the rope, getting inside the Pit then closing it. I lean against the wall looking up at Newt and Spencer.

"That was an idiot move." Newt mumbles.

"What're you gonna do about it?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He looks down at me.

"Um, you're treatin' me like a baby." I shoot back. "I don't nee you holdin' my arm to walk back to this hellhole."

"I'm just tryin' to keep your butt off the line with Gally. He will literally kill you, Hailey. He thinks this is all your fault and I'm just protectin' you. So no I'm not treatin' like a baby. I'm doin' my job and bein' a brother."

"Yeah." I slide down the wall with my arms wrapped around my knees.

• Newt •

"Newt, you wanna go talk?" Spencer looks at me.

I just give her a look and get up heading towards the look out tree. I hear her footsteps behind me telling me she's following. I climb up the ladder waiting for her to come up after I sat down. She finally got all the way up and sat in front of me.

"You're cute." I blurt.

She looks down smiling, "Thanks, Newt."

"No, don't look down." I lift her up by her chin.

I pull her closer to me, wrapping my arms around her waist. I plant a soft kiss on the corner of her lips as she smiles. I smile into the small kiss, as well.

I move over to where my lips brush against her lips as I flutter my eyes closed. She places her arms around my neck and just pulls me down onto her lips. She gasp slightly, pulling away.

"What?" I ask worried.

"I feel like we've done this before." She looks at me.

"What do you mean?" I knit my brows in confusion.

"I feel like we've kissed before. It feels similar. Like uh...uh...god what's that word."

"Deja vu?" I raise a brow.

"Yeah!" She cried.

"Okay..." I trail. "Um...I don't know what to tell you."

"You're not gettin' a trigger?" She wonders.

"I'm practically brain dead, Spence. I'm not gettin' much of anything." I shake my head, chuckling.

"Okay, okay." She scoots back towards me. "Its whatever. Sorry." She wraps her arm around my neck.

• Third Person •

What Spencer meant with Newt was the fact they have actually done this before. A memory went through her head of a time before Newt was in the Maze. Before he left.

Newt kissed the corner of her lips then moves over to brush his against her's. She placed her arms around his neck and then just connected their lips. She then pulled back.

"What's wrong?" Newt questioned.

"What if, what if, Tom or your sister walked in on us?" She bit her lip.

That only made Newt want to kiss her more.

"It'll be just have. Isn't this why we blocked the door." He chuckled.

She sighed, "Yeah, yeah you're right." She smiled before scooting closer and landing her lips on his. And they fell back on the bed.

• Spencer •

We fall back on the wood which Newt groans in the kiss.

I lift up giggling, "You're so stupid."

"Shh, no words." He pulls me back down. "We could get caught."

Then why don't we block the door.

"We could always put something over the door. Like that box over there." I nod my head towards it.

God bless this déjà vu.

"Works for me." He smiles as I crawl over to the box.

I pick it up taking it over to the closed door and setting it on top of it. I turn around to a smiling Newt and I simply walk back over.

"I'm cold." He whined jokingly.

"Newt, it isn't even cold." I sit back down.

"Yeah, that's why it was a joke." He pulls me onto him.

He kisses me before talking in between kisses.

"Did..."

Kiss

"We..."

Kiss

"Date..."

Kiss

"Before..."

Kiss.

"This..."

I shrug kissing him back.

"But you're the one with the memory." He looks at me innocently.

"Yeah, but that's to far to think." I leaned back down to kiss him.

"It would've been a mistake if I didn't."

"Oh." I feel my cheeks get room.

He smiles, bringing me closer to him and moving towards my jawline. I smile lowering back down placing a finger over my lips.

"We have to stay quiet, silly. These people are to curious."

"True. Stupid shanks."

"Not nice, mister." I smile before kissing him.

"Not nice? Not nice! You say not nice!" He yells quietly yet jokingly.

I giggle as he trades our positions. Him on top of me.

"I like this. It's easier." He says.

"No, bein' on bottom is easier."

"Yeah, okay whatever you say." He smiles and kisses me. He then just rolls off grabbing my hand and laying there

I sigh leaning on his should as he kisses my head.

"I think you tried asking once, but we got interrupted."

"What?" He rubs my hand with the pad of his thumb.

"When you asked if we were datin'. I think you tried asking me, but someone interrupted us." I explain.

"Oh, yeah that."

I just nod my head, hoping he does something. Speak.

"Do you wanna?"

"What?" I bring his hand to my lips and kiss it.

"Date. Be my girl."

I lean up looking at him, "I would love to." I kiss his cheek.

He smiles and then I look at him.

"How do we tell Hailey and Tom?"

"That I do not know." He sighs.

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