After the Death Cure 2 ( The Maze Runner )

Chapter 31

Lily and I continue to shoot arrows. I can't help but keep checking the elevator door, until finally, Newt enters. I feel my face light up at the sight of him. His hair grown out to the perfect length. His chocolate eyes searching the room for me. His limp...when he walks towards me. I find myself staring to long, and he, of course, notices.
The grin that appears on his face when we make eye contact makes me shiver. "I'm-"
"Here to practice shooting. You need it." I knew he was about to apologize, but I didn't want Lily to know that we fought. Well, not really fought; just kind of...argued.
He gives me a look as he takes the bow, then I hand him an arrow, "I'm about to prove you wrong."
I watch as he sets his feet shoulder width apart, and raises the bow. The muscles in his back expand at the force that the bow creates on his body. He releases the bow, hitting right beside the middle target. "Like I said-"
"I'm a little rusty."
"Me and Lily made the target."
"Well, unlike Group B, we guys were doing more important things in the Glade."
"Is that why we girls had y'all on your knees at the tips of our arrows in the Scorch?" Lily butts in. I high-five her at the remark.
"You two are attacking me, that's what it is. Making me nervous. Gimme that." He gestures his hand towards the arrow Lily holds. Newt uses the same procedure as before, hitting the target straight in the middle.
He turns, and opens his mouth, but is cut off by a...sweaty...Minho, "What are you doing with these shuck girls?"
"Umm...I-"
"It's y'all's turn to exercise," he says as he grabs Lily's bow. Thomas stands close behind, staring straight into Lily's soul. At least, it looks that way. "You too, princess," he slaps Newt on the back. He shakes his head in return, handing his bow to Thomas.
The workout was long, and tiring. Anytime a girl would stop, we could hear Minho's dumb self yelling at whoever the poor girl was across the room. So we kept going until dinner.
Instead of taking the elevator, me and Newt take the stairs. Too many Gladers. I feel him interlock his fingers with mine as we head down to the cafeteria. My face grows warmer and redder with every step we take.
We sit in the seats we always do. It feels awkward just shrugging off what me and Newt talked about earlier. I guess that's ok, though. I'd rather forget then talk about it. Although, forgetting has been my life for three years.
"I feel so much better," Minho says as he takes his seat next to Thomas, who sits straight across from me. We all just stare at him. "How was the work out with the girls?" He asks, directing his question towards Newt.
"How's your throat?" He snaps back.
Minho only shakes his head at him. I smirk at the remembrance of his running around the room with two weights, yelling at anyone who even faultered.
"I feel like I could beat Gally to death again," Thomas says, trying to make light of his freak out I heard about when he killed Chuck.
"I feel like I could jump out a window again," he returns.
"You jumped out a window?" I ask.
"Hey, I wanted to get out of there," he answers as he leans past Newt to see me.
I shrug my shoulders, continuing to dig into my food relentlessly. Minho made the past few hours miserable.
But I guess it was worth it.
I feel as if things have become worse. I should be happy that we're out of the Maze, but I'm not.
Newt smiles down at his plate almost the whole meal. I just stare at him. Either because I want to know why he's so happy, or he's just so shucking cute.
As we head up the elevator alone, I finally ask, "Why are you so...smiley?"
"You kissed me, and held my hand. All in one day." I could tell he's been waiting to tell me that.
"You kissed me. You held my hand."
"Don't deny our love."
"That- that doesn't even make any sense..."
He opens his mouth to say something, probably something stupid, but is cut off by the opening of the elevator. "Good night," he says before entering his room.
"Good night."
"I love you."
I smile in return, and swiftly enter my room. Why didn't I say it back?