Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 43

We started talking until the night fell, but we never stopped.

"Tell me about my brother." Liz told me which made me smile at the memories I have of them together.

"He was so annying." I said dragging out to 'so'. "He always wanted to hang out with you, which I don't blame him for. But you really had a beautiful bond. Newt really was the big brother as he is a year older than you are. He protected you in anyway, even when there were some girls trying to bully you. I didn't like it that he was always trying to protect you."

"What why?" She questioned confused. "Isn't that good that he was protecting me?"

"You Liz." I started. "You really haven't changed much over the years. Your body obviously did, but your mind not. You had the strongest mindset at WCKD, you pushed people literally to the ground. That is why I said 'trying', the mean girls could never get through to you. That is the way we met by the way. I grabbed the last yoghurt and you were mad and pushed me to the ground. I was still new to my training so you could at that time. I was scared of you and gave you your freaking yoghurt. Our friendship started on that very say."

"That is so bloody fun to hear." Her smile turned into a smirk. "What about you and my brother?"

I laughed at her face. "Like I said I hated him, he always wanted to play with us or just you. He was in his words 'bloody annoying'."

"What about now?"

I looked at my hands that were laying on my lap.

"What about now?" I tried to sound clueless, but it didn't work. Liz could see right through me.

"Don't try to be innocent." She pushed her shoulder against mine. "I got to speak with him for hours, I don't know a bloody thing about my brother as he took it upon himself to talk about you the whole time."

My heart fluttered at that, my cheeks felt warm. I looked to the side of the tent towards the door to see if anyone is there.

"There is something, yes." I said in a quiet voice. "It is just... With the whole Scorch thing and WCKD being on our ass the whole time. It is kind of hard to really, you know."

"Have sex?"

"WHAT?!" I screamed, quickly putting my hands over my mouth. "No Liz, just talking."

"Keep telling yourself that." She hummed to herself. "We both know you atleast tried."

I moved my eyes away from her.

"Ew, Cassie. That is my brother." She pushed my shoulder, making me literally fall on the ground.

"Is everything alright?" Newt said all of the sudden from the door.

I looked up towards Liz while her eyes were also on mine. It was quiet for second before we both bursted out in laughter.

Once we finally came down from that and Newt helping me up from the ground, I finally turned to him.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"We have to get ready for bed."

"She is sleeping here, dearest brother." Liz said from her small bed.

"No, she isn't. That bed is too small for two people."

"Is she going to sleep in your bed then?" Liz said with a smirk plastered on her face, making my eyes wide.

"W-What, n-no." His cheek flushed.

Before I could even say anything I got pulled out of the tent. I waved at Liz who gave me a wink.

The grip that Newt held was strong, making me look at him in confusion. He pulled me all the way towards a car from the camp. I saw the fire lighting up the camp in the distance.

With a quick movement I got pushed against the car, trapping me with Newt in front of me. I bit my lip in the process, making me feel the iron taste of blood.

"Is it true?" Newt questioned me in a low tone.

"About what?" I asked more confused. His eyes were boring into mine, nothing but fury in them.

"About you and Minho?"

"Me and Min-" I stopped when I noticed he must have heard me and Liz talking about that. "You were listening to us?"

I felt betrayed, but I didn't balme him yet. He might have just walked past the tent.

"That isn't the point, Cassieopeia." I grimched at my name, only having Janson call me that and one time Alby. "After everything we have been through, everything we did."

I took another close look on Newt's face when realisation came.

"You are jealous." I stated. I wanted to smile at this, knowing he really cared about me, but stopped when he hit the car with his hand. "I don't like him, I like him as a brother."

"What?"

"That crush was when I was fucking 15." I began. "Now that I think about it, it wasn't really a crush."

"What do you mean?"

Realisation came over me. "I never liked him. When you are a child and someone tells you that you can't have it, you really start to want it. That was the same with Minho. He was friends with different people, 2 years older then I was. I knew I didn't have a chance with him. Once you don't have a chance, you – or when you cannot have it – start to want to have it more then before. I started to develop a 'crush', but it never was a crush to begin with."

"To get things straight." Newt began to think. "You don't like him or you never liked him?"

"No." I said in all honesty. "It has been you, it has always been you."

His eyes moved from my eyes towards my lips and before I knew it they clashed into mine.