Runnin', Workin' and Seriously Fallin' - A Maze Runner Fanfiction

Fifth

Jesse PoV:

Ah shuck.

'Come on, Jess. Let's get you sorted out. C-can you walk alright?' Like a mother, Newt takes charge immediately. I can see the concern in his brown eyes.

'Of course I can bloody walk.' I place my left palm onto my forehead, whilst Newt firmly grabs my right wrist. He pulls me behind him towards a squat building. When we enter, I sit down on a neatly made bed - leaving Newt to talk to a boy named Clint. The short boy nods and they walk over to me.

'This'll only hurt a minute,' the Med-Jack mutters.

Newt sits in front of me.

I feel his rough hands on my shoulders.

I close my eyes.

'Don't close your eyes,' Clint mumbles grumpily.

I open my eyes quickly.

A needle is slowly injected into my temple.

'Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit,' my eyes begin to water as he removes the metal from my shuck face.

'All done. You'll be numb for 24 hours; I recommend you don't eat anything tonight, or the serum will wear off. Don't become involved in any hard work for a while. You're going to feel dizzy, and a good night sleep is key,' Clint recites, like he's said this one million times. I give him my nod of appreciation. And with that, he leaves.

I focus my eyes on Newt - whose hands are still on my shoulders. I look down and he removes them.

'I-uh,' he says slowly, 'you were brave,' his fingers instinctively reach behind his neck, curling into a rest.

'Thanks.'

'Your nose will be fine, but I think maybe you should stay someplace else tonight.'

'Yeah? Where do you suggest, shankface?' I watch his cheeks naturally rouge. His small mouth twists around until he reaches his conclusion:

'Maybe... Er, my room?'

Newt you cheeky slag. Trynna get to a girl like datttttt. You never know what might happen next
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