The Maze Runner Imagines

Who are you?

You woke up in a bed surrounded by 4 boys. They all looked at you worriedly. You bit your lip as their eyes met yours.

"(Y/n)! Thank god." One of the boys with blonde/ light brown hair said. You furrowed your eyes, you don't recognize him nor the other 3. You stayed silent while staring at them.

Another boy started speaking, "You hit your head pretty bad kiddo, we thought you were going to-" he gulped then whispered "die." You looked at that boy now, his hair was in a tiny tiny quiff, his eyebrows stood out the most. They curved into a very unique way. They suit him though.

Finally, you tried sitting up but your head hurt really bad. You groaned and rubbed your temple.

The blonde boy looked at you with a stern face, "never go out there again (y/n)! I told you it was dangerous..I told you!!" You just blinked your eyes a couple of times before you said, "go out where? And I'm so sorry..but who are you guys?"

Their eyes went wide, the boy in front of you furrowed his eyes and he looked hurt. He shook his head repeatedly,

"No. No..no this can't be happening!" He paced back and forth making you dizzy.
"Can you stop that."you snapped, he stopped immediately,
"(Y/n), it's me..it's Newt." There was a type of pleading in his voice as if he needed you to know it was him.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you stared at him, trying to remember something, anything.
But nothing came.

You shook your head, "I don't know who you are. I'm sorry."

A boy with short black hair came towards the bed. You had stared at him while observing them before, but he never said anything as well as the other boy with the light blue under shirt-wasn't really an undershirt but it looked like one.

"(Y/n).." He whispered hurt clear in his voice, "it's us. We've been here for a year now. We're all a team. You have to remember us. We're technically your whole life. We love you, please tell me this is some sort of sick joke."

You shook your head again, this time you tightened your hands into fists. These people loved you and you couldn't remember them. Not one single face was recognizable.

"I don't know where I am or why I'm here. And I'm sorry..so so sorry but I do not know who any of you are." You repeated.

You watched them all with sadness, they seemed devastated. Newt seemed angry with himself. He kept furrowing his eyebrows and shaking his head.

"If I hadn't let you become a Runner, you wouldn't be wondering who we are..who I am. I can't lose you. No, I can't." He whispered to you.

"A Runner? What do you mean 'let me become a runner?'" He sighed.

"Just let her rest, maybe everything will come back to her later.."

You just closed your eyes not wanting to talk to the any longer. Although, you had many questions.

What's going on? What's a runner? Why am I in this situation?

You decided to keep quiet. You could feel their eyes pouring into your soul, making you deeply uncomfortable.

"Stop staring at me." You said without opening your eyes.

You heard all of them sigh. Their footsteps were audible as they walked out of the place you were in. You thought they had all left, but Newt's voice rang in your ear.

"I'm not going to lose you, no (y/n). I'm going to do anything possible to have you remember me, remember us."

"I love you." He whispered before kissing your lips lightly. A thousand pictures popped into your head suddenly. It was them. The Gladers.. and you didn't like any of them.