Blank Spaces (A Maze Runner fanfic)

Chapter 9 (Alice's POV)

I wake up to the feeling of movement. At first I'm panicked, thinking I was in the Homestead. Then I remember where I am. I smile as Newt yawns behind me. I roll around on my other side. "Mornin', slinthead," he says with a grin.

"Nice to see you too, shuck-face," I say, stretching. Glader slang is weird to say. Newt chuckles.

"You sound ridiculous using Glader slang," he says. I smirk and put on a fake British accent.

"Do oi sound betta loike this," I say over doing the entire thing. Newt makes a fake shocked face.

"How dare you, a Greenie, insult my origin."

"OI AM NOT INSULTING YOUR ORIGIN. OIM SIMPLY ASKING IF OI SOUND BETTA!!" I tease.

"You're really pushin' it, Greenie."

"Oh am oi," I sneer. He turns to me and rolls me so I'm on my back climbing over me he pins my arms down so I stop flailing. I was barely trying because I'm actually kind of enjoying this. He's on top of me, and shirtless, staring directly in my eyes, my arms are pinned down. I wonder where this is going. I blink a couple times to make sure I'm not still dreaming. Nope. All real. His warmth seems to radiate off of him, heating my body. My breath quickens and my heart beats faster. I try to slow it because I know it's noticeable, but I can't.

"Aye, don't get too excited. It's your second day, I'm not gonna shuck ya," he grins evilly,"yet," he adds. Wait what?!?! I can feel my face flush crimson. He smirks and tosses himself off of me. I stand.

"Damn," I rub the back of my neck.

"What?" he asks.

"For just meeting me two days ago you really seem to want to get in my pants," I smirk.

"Who said I did."

"Yeah, like its not obvious," I say.

"Don't act like you wouldn't absolutely love every second of it," he says.

"Who said I wouldn't," I say, leaning against the wall. He's obviously surprised by this, but he just smiles and shakes his head.

"C'mon, Greenie, let's get some food," he says slipping the tank he had on yesterday back over his head. He walks out the door and starts towards Frypan's kitchen. I trail behind, thinking of what happened. He likes me? He's showing sure signs, yeah, but how can I be sure. I mean, until he straight up says it I can't be sure, but I wanna know now. Ugh I'm so impatient. I walk faster so I can catch up. I catch up to him and he begins to talk. "I'm gonna hit the showers because I smell like a pile of cow klunk," he says. I grin and he turns toward me, taking both my hands in his. This takes me by surprise and I jump a bit. "Just be careful, okay?" I nod. He chuckles pulls me in the space between the Infirmary and the Homestead. "This should get ya even more," he places both of his arms locked around my waist and pulls me close to him. The heels of his hands are firmly on the small of my back, while he levitates the rest of his hands over my butt. His fingertips lightly brush me and a shiver shoots up my spine. He grins down at me even though I'm only slightly shorter than him.

"My god, Newt. What are you trying to do to me," I say. I can almost read the response off of the evil grin that crosses his face. He leans down slightly so my face is buried in the warmth of his neck.

"Whatever you want me to," he whispers in my ear. His warm breath tickles my ear and sends electricity all through my body. I need to stop before I end up all over him in this alley. I playfully push him off me.

"Perv," I say. He looks at me like I'm ridiculous.

"Don't lie to yourself, shank," he tucks a fallen piece of hair behind my ear,"you know you love me teasing you." It was true, I knew it. But not here, not now.