Newt x Y/n - Maze Runner

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Y/n Pov:
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I was hunched over the detailed map that Minho and I had spent hours mapping, marking and making. It was around 7 pm and the sun was just setting behind the tall walls of the maze and I could hear the scraping of the doors to the maze as they closed and I sighed, resting my head in my palms as I stared at the miniature maze in front of me.

As I sat there, I heard light footsteps crunching against the ground and I squinted my eyes when the footsteps stopped and an audible sigh was heard from the door.

"What are you doing here? Chucks looking for you." Minho's voice made me smile as I looked up.

"Is he?" a light laugh left my mouth as I shifted my feet.

Minho came closer and placed his hands on the table, peering down at me, "Of course he is. Newt and Thomas are to, they haven't seen you today so their a bit worried."

I smiled, looking down again, rubbing my face, "When's Frypan putting food out?"

"5 minuets, that's why I came to find you. Now c'mon." he patted my shoulder and grabbed my hand that sway down by my side.

Minho was probably my second closest friend, just behind Newt, we ran together every day in the maze and spent most of our time together through the day. He was also the one that helped me the most when I first came here, him and Newt always protecting me from the other boys.

I stood up and followed Minho as he dragged me by my hand through the forest and towards the glade. As we came closer, I could here the yell of Gally who was doing his circle fighting against the other Gladers.

I shuffled out with Minho laughing when I was suddenly spun away from Minho and into the arms of Thomas who was staring at me with wide eyes.

"Where were you? We thought you were still in the maze!" he held my shoulders and scanned my body.

I giggled, "I thought Minho told you." I brushed him off me and walk around him, "I was in the for-" that was when I was again taken into the arms of this time Newt.

I could here Minho laughing loudly from behind Newt as I scrambled away and towards the others as the smell of Frypan's food hit my nose and I almost started dribbling. I took a seat on a large log that faces the entrance to the maze as the numbers of the changing maze flipped through my mind, the sound of grievers growling from inside the large concrete walls, a slight shiver covered my skin as I rubbed my arms.

"You ok?"

I looked up to see Newt looking down at me with a small smile over his face. His arms crossed over his chest with one hand holding Gally's special brew. I smiled and patted the spot next to me as Newt crouched down and took a seat. His arm draped over the back of my shoulders, making my cheeks grow a shade of red.

"Asking for a second time. You ok?" he chuckled lightly and squeezed my shoulder.

I nodded, "Yeah, tired."

He smiled before standing up. I watched him moved, "Where you going?"

He placed the small glass jar on the floor and bent down again, lifting me up into his arms with much protest from me before making his way towards where all the other boys were crowding around Gally and his circle of doom.

Newt dropped me onto my feet and held his hands to my waist, stabilising me as I wobbled slightly with the drop to the ground. I looked at the circle of Gladers that crowded around Gally who yelled something before they all split off and sat down, letting  Frypan hand out small plates of food, steam rising from the metal bowls.

I sat next to Newt and Minho with Chuck on the floor at my feat, a slight bounce in his head with each bite.

"So Y/n!" Chuck started, finishing a mouthful and turning to look at me, "How was running today?" he asked.

I was surprised by the question but smiled, "Good, my legs hurt a bit as we ran all the way to the far end." as I spoke, I moved my hands and gestured with large fun gestures as Chuck watched me with wide eyes, now taking slower bits of food.

I went to say something else but he cut me off, "Have you ever seen a griever?" he tilted his head to the side and smiled.

I lowered my head, thinking of my answer, "No one has ever lived to see one and tell the tale." I went back to my story telling tone, "But don't tell anyone..." I went into a whisper and lent down to his ear, "maybe I'll sneak in and stay the night, just to see one."

His childish eyes widened and he put his now empty bowl onto the ground, "You can't do that! Newt, Minho, Thomas, Gally and everyone will kill you!"

I giggled and sat back up, putting my bowl in my lap and peering at the boys around me to see if they were listening, "Maybe. But they can't kill the only girl in the whole glade!" I put my hand to my heart and lent back falling off the back of the log and squealing as I did, earning a loud laugh from Chuck and then Newt and Minho looking over at the situation.

I slowly shuffled back up and sat back on the log, Chuck, Newt and Minho laughing hysterically at me. I rolled my eyes and stood up taking Chuck and I's bowl to the pile of them in the corner and balancing them on the top.

As I made my way back over to the log, I yawned loudly and sat down, resting my head on Newt's shoulder next to me and pressing my knees up to my chest and rubbing my eyes.

"Aww look who's all tired." Newt ruffled my hair making me smile.

I sat up again, "I'm gonna go sleep." I stated, standing up and making my way over to my hut.