Newt x Y/n - Maze Runner

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Y/n POV:
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My eyes slowly flickered open and almost immediately the shooting pain ran back up my arm and I clutched it again, the large tooth still sticking out of the wound.

I groaned to myself as I stretched and peered out of the Ivy. The sun was just above the wall and slowly going higher.

I sighed for a moment when the scraping of the doors to the maze rang around the walls and and then a bang.

I crawled out of the hole, still holding my arm as I slowly slumped towards the entrance when I stopped.

"Y/N!"

Minho and Thomas's voices came towards me and my eyes widened when the realisation hit me. I made it through the night.

I started sprinting. Ignoring the sharp pain that shot up my legs as I followed the yells of my fellow runners. My voice was to dry to scream but I still yelled as loud as I could.

"MINHO?"

Then I slid around a corner and saw Thomas. His face a worrying mess and Minho behind him.

Their eyes widened when they sprinted to me. I ran at them and was pulled into a tight hug that seemed to last forever.

"We though we lost you." Thomas whispered into my ear before pulling me back.

I stared at them as heavy breaths escape my lips and my head started to twirl when my eyes went fuzzy and small black spots filled my vision.

"Y/n?" Minho grabbed my head and held one hand on my back, holding me up off the floor.

My eyes fought to close as I looked up at the sky, my eyes slowly trying to shut.

Thomas hurried down and pulled up my shirt slightly then scanned my whole body for any sign of a sting but found nothing until he saw the large tooth stuck into my arm, no sting but a huge wound.

His eyes widened and he held my other hand, "Y/n? Y/n? Stay with me."

My breath slowly became shallower and my eyes continued to flicker.

"No... no N/n!" Minho tightened his hold on me when my eyes closed and everything went black.

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Minho POV:
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Her eyes closed. My eyes widened. "No... no! Y/n!" I shook her gently and her eyes stayed lightly shut.

I looked up at Thomas, "Oh my god..."

I lent down, pressing my ear to her nose and hearing a stable breath falling out her mouth and I sighed in relief.

"She's alive. Passed out but... alive." I nodded to myself before standing up and holding the small girl in my arms.

Thomas lead the way and I followed as we ran as fast as we could to the entrance of the glade. Carrying Y/n in my arms when we turned a corner and I saw the glade. Newt still sat on the floor staring into the maze when he stood up and dashed towards us, still staying in the glade.

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Newt POV:
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I could barely see beond the wall of tears blocking my eyes. Staring into the maze at the dark walls and hanging vine running all around it.

I jumped to my feet at the sight of Minho and Thomas sprinting towards me with a still Y/n in their arms. I ran to the maze and yelled at them to hurry when Chuck and Gally came to my side.

Minho entered the glade and held Y/n close to his chest.

"Oh my god... Y/n." I grabbed her hand and stared down at her closed eyes.

Minho sighed, "she's alive but that Griever  really did a number on her." He moved back to show her other arm. A large wound dripping blood with a griever tooth somehow stuck inside.

Chuck covered his eyes and cried lightly and I scooped Y/n into my arms and carried her towards the medic hut where she was placed gently on a bed and Frypan walked in.

"What happened?" Fry asked, crouching down on the end of the bed next to the small wounded girl.

"Griever. She... survived." I stated, my eyes wide as I watched her chest slowly go up and down.

"Has she been stung?" Gally hovered by the door, spear in hand.

Thomas shook his head, "No."

I turned my attention to the door when one of the two med-jacks walked inside. Jeff. He walked towards Y/n and Minho took a step away to let him closer to the small girl.

"Can I have some space." He asked. Everyone leaving but me when he nodded at me to stay.

Jeff bent over N/n and studied her wound before grabbing bandages and holding them in one hand, the other wrapping around the tooth that stick from her arm.

I shifted and held her other hand, rubbing circled on her knuckles when Jeff tugged. After a second, the tooth came out, dripping in a thick red liquid.

Jeff then immediately wrapped up the wound, letting the white bandages quickly turn red before standing back up and nodding at his work.

"She'll be fine." He stated, "shes not stung and has no major wounds... just needs to rest for a few days."

"That won't be easy." I chuckled.

"That's why I'm giving that job to you." He smiled before leaving, placing a bottle of water on a table.