The Daisy || Newt Love Story

Chapter 12

I woke up by somebody moving on my lap. I opened my eyes and saw Newt laying there peacefully. He looked so precious when he slept. His locks of blonde hair falling over his eyes, little bit of snoring here and there.

Then I remembered I had to wake up so Minho wouldn't catch us like this. The thought of him teasing me over this for the rest of my life wasn't very pleasing so I started to try and shake Newt a bit so he would wake up, but he didn't respond. 

''Newt. Wake up.'' I wispered.

''Hm?'' He responded, with his eyes still closed.

''I have to go.'' I said a bit louder.

''What?'' he murmered. He was obviously still very sleepy.

''Newt. I have to go.''

He finally opened his eyes. He looked around a bit before seeing me. His eyes wident, and he sprung up from my lap.

''Sorry..'' He said in a raspy voice. 

I also stood up, quickly hiding my bandaged hand behind me. ''No worries. It's okay.. If you ever need me again... for.. nightmares. Just come to me.'' I gave him a small, reasuring smile.

''Thanks, Anne.'' He smiled. I gave a small nod and walked out. 

When I came into my room and made sure the door was locked, I checked my wrist. The cuts were already healing, but still very viseble. I chucked the bandages in my bedside drawer and started searching for bracelets. 

I knew I had some large leather ones like Minho in here somewhere. I got them a few das ago on my first day of running.

I sighed in relief when I put them on. They covered a large part of my wrist, so luckily, they also had the part with the cuts.

I saw a small box standing close to my door that I hadn't seen yet. I picked it up and stalled it on my desk. When I looked in it I saw a few clothes like shorts, thanks-tops,  two long-sleeves and some loose T-shirts. Just clothes, nothing else. Well, seeing that my small wardrobe was emty, I could use some extra clothes.

I put on some shorts and a t-shirt with my runner-gear on top. I brushed my hair and tied it up in a high ponytail this time.

I walked out of my room and saw nobody in the kitchen except frypan and Nick. I really wanted to meet Nick and see why he always sat alone.

I got some toast and eggs from Frypan and walked over to Nick's table. 

''Can I sit here?'' I asked.

''Uh, sure.'' Nick answered, confused.

I sat down in front of him. ''I,m Anne.'' 

''Nick.'' 

''Why do you wanna sit with me?'' He emediatly asked.

''Well, you seemed kind of lonely here, and I wanted to meet you.'' I answered.

He nodded and took a bite of his fried egg. 

''Why do you sit alone? You seem like a nice guy.'' I asked.

''I dont know. Guess not many people like me.'' He shrugged.

After that, we had a small conversation about jobs in the glade. Nick is a very nice guy, and I honestly dont know why people dont wanna sit with him.

''You should sit with me and my friends for dinner.'' I smiled.

''You sure?'' He seemed kind of taken back by my inventation.

''yeah, totally! '' I smiled.

''Okay.'' He gave a small smile.

''Hey, Anne! Are you ready to go?''I heard Minho yell.