Maze runner one shot requests

Wildest Dreams---Newt song imagine

The song used in this is 'Wildest Dreams' by Taylor Swift

He said, "Let's get out of this town"

You still remember when Newt had first pulled you out of the box, your legs shaky from the miserable ride up.

"Drive out of the city"

He had always been nice, the one face that you could pick out in the crowd of other boys, the one face you began looking for.

"away from the crowds"

You watched him for a while, memorizing the sound of his laugh, his voice.

I thought

You could still remember the first time you had actually talked. You had been dead on your feet, exhausted from that day's work, and at dinner, you hadn't been paying attention to where you were sitting, and happened to sit next to Newt. And then you had talked, and soon after, you were good friends.

Heaven can't help me now.

A few months later, at a bonfire, your hands had brushed.

Nothing lasts forever.

Your face had grown hot, and you quickly made an excuse to go get another drink.

But this is gonna take me down

You had returned, and the fire light had shone at the perfect angle, at the perfect time, against the perfect starry sky background.

He's so tall

Newt had been standing up, the fire light catching his blond hair, making it shimmer, his face lit by the flickering light.

and handsome as well

The pure blackness of the sky behind him, lit only by the pale moon and occasional star only complemented the scene.

He's so bad, but he does it so well

He had turned then, catching your eye, and smiling at you.

I can see the end as it begins

Your heart seemed to suddenly warm up, sending that warmth up onto your neck and then up further to your face and cheeks.

My one condition is

And that was the moment you knew. Knew that you liked him, and at the same time knew that you shouldn't, that you had other things to worry about.

Say you'll remember me

A year later, another year of unsuccessful mapping. Another year stuck in the maze. You were sprawled on the grass of a small hill in the deadheads, Newt next to you, his freshly broken leg stretched out in front of him.

Standing in a nice dress

Newt's hair had grown out slightly, something you found very unbearable, because now almost every time you looked at him you began blushing. Your own hair had grown out as well, tangled in areas, but manageable most of the time.

Staring at the sunset

The sun was just setting, and you had escaped with him there after dinner. A soft and cool breeze floated up and around you, stirring the grass. When you glanced over at Newt, you saw his hair swaying slightly as he stared peacefully out at the sunset. You bit your cheek. You shouldn't be doing this. You had other things to worry about. But. . .You had seen his hand in the grass, his fingers spread. You silently cursed yourself for what you were about to do. You tentatively reached for his hand, putting your fingers in between his.