The Trip (y/n and the gladers fanfic)

Hotel Rooms

   "Hey, Minho," you say. "Hand me the aux cord."

"Sure," he said, handing it back to you.

Newt looked at you with a cold stern face. "You're not going to play that one bloody shuck song again, are you?"

You bite your lip, your finger hovering over the play button of Despasito. "No," you lied. Then you hit the play button while the guitar riff starts.

Everybody mimicked playing the guitar. "Aiye," they all said when the song started. Nobody knew Spanish, but it was fun anyways.

Newt groaned and plugged his ears, but you know he was just playing with you. You smirk and sing along with everybody else.

"DeSpAcItO!" Everyone sang, and then sang some jumbled words, trying for a mimic of Louis Fonsi's spanish skills.

After about 40 minutes of listening to music, you eventually fell asleep on Aris' shoulder. He didn't mind, though. He had offered when he noticed you looked tired. Gladly, you took it and drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later-

"Should I wake her up?"

"No, it's okay, I'll just stay in here until she wakes up. Tommy'll be here any minute."

"Okay, I'll go-,"

You opened your eyes and stared at Minho and Newt. You heard Brenda and Aris getting their bags out of the trunk. You yawned and stretched.

"We here already?" you ask.

"G'morning, princess," Newt says, smirking at you.

"Yeah, yeah," you say, getting out of the car. They were parked outside a Holiday Inn and Brenda and Aris were loading the cart with the suitcases. You and the boys walked over to a red convertible that had just pulled in.

Thomas took his sunglasses down just so we could see his eyes and smirked. "Wassup, ya filthy lookin' shanks," he says mockingly. Then he looked at you. "Not you, y/n, these idiots here," he pointed to Newt and Minho. "No offense." Newt rolled his eyes.

You shrug. "None taken," you say.

"Alright, Tommy," Newt says. "Quit the rich-boy vibe and help us get the bloody bags loaded onto the carts."

Thomas got out and opened the door for Tereasa.You all helped load the bags out of the car and finally went inside to the hotel rooms.

"Alright," Newt says. "Listen up, shanks. We have two rooms, two beds in each." he pauses to calculate. "Tereasa and Tommy can share," he says slowly, probably making sure he got it right, but then looks sternly at Thomas and Teresa. "But no funny stuff, understood? Keep it PG, you two."

Thomas grinned at Teresa. "Sure," he says.

"ANYWAYS," Minho says, breaking some awkward silence that had followed. "I'll share with Aris, Brenda, you can have your own, and Newt..."

"It's alright," Newt says. "I'll sleep on the floor."

"No," you say. "It's fine- I'll share."

Minho had a look that almost looked like rejection on his face for a second, but then returned it to normal. "Alright," he said. "Go unpack or settle or whatever and we'll get going in about, say ten minutes?"

Everyone nodded and headed to their rooms.

You walked into the room and plopped on your bed. "Goodnight," you joke, closing your eyes.

"You can't possibly be tired after that long nap of yours in the car," Newt says, rolling his eyes and smirking at you.

You sit up and chuckle. "Well I guess I'll be full of energy for tonight."

"Yeah," Newt says, opening his suitcase and taking out some things.

You open yours and then your eyes widen, realizing you forgot something. "Oh no," you say, taking everything out to find it. "Come on," you say. "No, no, no, no, no."

"What?" Newt askes, cocking his head and smiling.

You glance at him, then back at your suitcase. "Nothing," you say quickly.

Newt cocks his eyebrow. "No, what is it?"

"Nothing," you say, shoving everything back into your suitcase. "It's stupid."

"Come on," Newt says. "What is it?"

You look to the other side of the room, where Brenda had earbuds in and was reading something. You silently thanked God for earbuds.

"I have a...thing...."

"A thing?" Newt says, raising an eyebrow.

"A stuffed dog," you mumble under your breath.

"A STUF-,"

"SHUT UP!" You exclaim.

Newt laughs. "I'm not laughing," he says, continuing to laugh his face off. You roll your eyes. "Why?" he asks.

"For nightmares," you say, folding your arms.

"So why are you worried you don't have it here? Come on, it's not like you're gonna have a nightmare on a bloody vacation."

"I have nightmares every night," You say, chuckling.

Newt's expression changed. "You do?" he asks, sounding concerned now.

"Yeah," you say, smiling. "It's okay, but I just usually have him, for y'know-,"

"ALRIGHT YA SHANKS TIME TO GET GOING" Minho says from the hallway.

"What's a shank?" you hear a lady say from the other room. You look at Newt, holding in a laugh. He smirked, but he still seemed concerned for some reason.