Gladergirl || Newt x Reader

Chapter 42 - The Second Floor

[Y/n's pov.]

My immediate reaction was going towards the building. I wanted to run inside and look through the ruins for my brother. He was Thomas after all! He lived through night in maze! He was first ever to kill a Griever, there is no way he could possibly be dead. He just needs my and other's help, to get out from under the building. But I wasn't capable of making more than few steps. I was held in place by Newt, making sure I don't walk towards the freshly exploded building.
"Nonononono! Let me go!" I didn't know what happened to my voice, but this felt wrong. Newt did the exact opposite off letting me go. Tightening his hold on me, making sure he's not hurting me, but having his arms around my body tightly. "I need to help him! We! Need to help them!" I heard my own voice trembling. "Newt let me go!" I tried getting out of his grip. He spun me around to make sure I can see his face. Forcing me to make eye contact with him, made me loose all the hope I felt. "Newt please." were the only two words I was capable of whispering as I felt tears coming down my face.
"We need to go hermana! There's nothing we can do here." I heard Jorge yell at me, as I kept gripping on Newt's arms, holding onto him like my life depended on it.
"Come on love, you know your brother, he probably survived all this, and Brenda's with him, we will surely meet up at-" he stopped there for a moment to think, before turning to Jorge. "where are we headed to?"
"To Marcus. He lives in the city. He knows where the Right Arm is." Jorge said, looking rather inpatient with me.
"We will meet them there. But to do so, we need to continue the journey." Newt continued, trying to reassure me, and make sure we continue. I slowly nodded, as Jorge clapped his hands, turned around and started leaving the building, all the Gladers making a line behind him.

The journey to the building, in which was supposedly living Marcus was awfully painful. Maybe it was because of my anxiety, that couldn't leave me, or the fact we were headed somewhere unknown, again. Jorge stopped us next to a door on side of building.
"We are gonna go in, stick together , at least in pairs. Try to find stairs, we will meet on the third floor, and for the love of God, DO NOT drink or eat ANYTHING, they offer." he explained his plan, emphasizing on certain parts. We all nodded in agreement, as he opened door to let us in. Newt reached out and locked our fingers together, before entering. I was left in awe. There was too much sound for my brain all of sudden. Too crowded for my liking, and the lights were flashing so much it made my head spin. There were a lot of teenagers, but also many many adults. Most of the people were men, making me unconsciously uncomfortable. I felt Newt tugging on my arm to let me know we are moving.
Before moving any further, someone stepped into our way.
"Aw mate, she's a catch, ya?" screamed the guy at Newt. I saw how quickly he got uncomfortable, and slowly pulled me closer to himself. "Ya bein' an ass, keepin' her for yaself." continued the guy, as two others approached us from the sides. "But she bit sober, ay? Get her drink." he ordered Newt now, who stood there, holding onto my hand, as the two other guys tried to separate us. Newt tried to push them away, making them slightly irritated. "Mate, ya being kinda jerk!" said the guy, pushing me away and making circle around Newt with two other guys.
"You're not helping your loverboy." said fourth guy, who stayed with me.
"What's wrong with you?!" I yelled at him, trying to get around. He stopped me. I got annoyed rather quickly, looking up at him. "Don't make me punch you." I said with all seriousness, gaining only a laugh from the guy. This made me fed up with him. I readied my arm, punching him straight into his nose, making him loose his balance. He looked at me with disbelief in his eyes, as I just walked away from him.
I saw Newt, holding a cup.
"Newt! You didn't drink anything did you?" I asked worried something bad might happen. I mean, Jorge was really implying on us not drinking or eating.
"They made me, but it was good, nothing happened. Come on, let's go upstairs!" he said to me over the music, grabbing my hand and pulling right behind him, as he made his way through the crowd, straight to the stairs. People were moving aside now, allowing us to pass by. We got up to the second floor, and I knew we were soon to be met with our friends. But then Newt pulled me into and empty room on second floor.
He closed the door behind me, I turned around to ask what was happening, but with one swift step, Newt was back to millimeters away from me.
"We should head up to othe-" I tried to say, only getting cut off by Newt connecting our lips. Against my mind that was still very fixated on getting to our friends, my body decided that I need Newt right now, right here. He started slowly nudging me, while not breaking the kiss once, towards the wall behind me. My back hit the wall, as I pressed myself against it, Newt closing the gap between us that instant. His hands immediately fell on my hips, pulling me towards him, even though there was no space between the two of us. With that move I unwilling whimpered into his lips. He parted from me, allowing me to feel his shaky breath on my face, as he collected himself, tightening the grip on my hips to pull me closer to himself again, as he silenced my other unwilling whimper with his lips. He didn't waste a second to deepen the kiss, as he tried to get rid of any possible air in between us by pressing his body more on top of me. I know I have kissed Newt many times now, but he has never kissed me with such a desperation. His hands slid up, under my shirt, on my bare waist. I tangled my hands in his hair, feeling like I might just explode if this man stops kissing or touching me. There was still this feeling like we are supposed to do something different, but right now, my body and my mind only want Newt.
I free myself from his lips to breathe for second, as his hands still hold my waist, and he parts my legs a little with one of his own, forcing it in between mine. My breathing is fast and uneven, as I throw my head back, moving one of my hand to his shoulder. He uses the moment and attacks my neck with his lips, making me moan with no hesitation. I dig my nails into his shoulder, as I try to get more closure with him, moving myself up against his leg a little, him slowly moving his hands up to my ribs, as he still teases my neck, biting and kissing all the places available. I try to move myself closer again, moving against his leg one more time, as he finds my soft spot on my neck. He bit me there, making me moan again, as he groans at the sound. Now is his time to try and come closer to me, not succeeding because there is no space between us, as he reconnects our lips. I can't help, but bite his bottom lip, sending shivers down his spine, and getting a groan from him. I try to get a little closer once more, but I can't. And I know, this is not enough, I need more. Newt starts to move his hands up a slightly more, and at that moment, I feel like a truck has hit me. The realization of the situation we are in, strucks me like a lightning. I now feel how very much close Newt is, his lips kissing me so desperately and hungrily, his body moving to get closer to me, but not succeeding, yet still arousing me very very much. My nails deep in his shoulder, my fingers tugging his hair little harder that ever, and his hands on my body where they never have been before. Yet we still need to get to the others. I move both of my hands to his shoulders, as I push him off of me, suddenly feeling cold as his body warmth is nowhere near me.

AN: Hiya, I hope you still enjoy this story, and I am so sorry for not updating. School has been tough, but now its over up until September, so hopefully (fingers crossed) I will get back to updating!! I'm gonna finish this book, the only issue is I dunno when, but once we get through the Scorch Trials, things will get going! (I hope :D)
Anyways, thank you for all your support!! (and patience!)<3