Torn

"Those are my great memories."

⚠️⚠️CRING WARNING PLEASE REMEMBER I WAS LIKE 9 ⚠️⚠️

*Dylan's POV now*
I have been walking for longer than should be and I am really hungry. A idea pops into my head, if I can yell it might echo. But I don't want Gally to hear, wherever he is. I start to shout a little bit, every here and there so I don't lose my voice.

"Hello?"

"Anyone there."

"Please help."

"Dylan! Dylan is that you?" It's Minho thank god. "Minho come to the sound of my voice."

I keep shouting random stuff.

"This way."

"Over here."

"Hello."

"Glade."

"Minho."

As I call his name he comes around the corner and runs to give me a big hug. I gratefully except it and hug him back, glad to have a friend. He pulls away and grabs my shoulders to look me in the eyes.

"What the shuck are you doing out here?"

You sigh, "It's a long story. I'll tell you when we get back to the others , I don't want to explain more than once." He nods and looks me up and down.

"Dylan, what happened to your arm? Are you okay?"

I nod and look at him, seeing the worry engraved in his face, "Honestly I'm fine. I'm scared and mixed up but I'm fine."

He hugs me one more time then let's go of me and starts walking back.

"Hey Minho. Can I talk to you about something?" He waits for me to catch up so we're walking side by side.

"Anything Dyl."

I raise my eyebrows at him, a new nickname. Weird. He raises his eyebrows too and we both laugh.

"Anyway. I had these weird dreams and I guess I want help figuring them out?" He nods and tells me to go on, so I tell him about the dream with me kissing newt and the dream with me kissing Thomas.

He stops walking as I finish and looks at me dumbfounded. "Well, it looks like you have boy problems."

I playfully slap him, "No, I didn't know that," I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "Anyway if I could finish. I came back here and I instantly started having feelings for Newt and we connected and I get nervous around him and he's so cute and sweet-"

Minho cuts me off, "So just keep moving forward with Newt, seems pretty easy to me. I'm great at this girly stuff."

I chuckle at him, "It's not that easy though. With Thomas I feel loved and he's always there and we get each other so well plus everything just feels okay when I'm with him."

Minho smirks at me, "You're blushing." I shove him and he almost falls, catching himself.

"I would shove you back but you're a girllllll and you can't protect yourself," He jokes at me, acting tough. I fake gasp and we both laugh.

Minho coughs, "Honestly though, I can't I help you out. It's up to you but I think we both know who the right choice is. Just don't drag Newt on okay? He doesn't need to get hurt worse than he is going to be."

I nod, "Of course, I would never. I just need to find the right time to do it." He nods and the rest of the way to the glade is quiet, peacefully quiet.

When you get back into the glade you fall into the ground.

"It's nice to be back, I thought I was going to die of hunger, or grievers. The touch of grass feels good." We both laugh and when I get up I see Newt, Thomas, Teresa, Chuck, and Hannah heading towards us.