The Maze Runner [Newt x reader]

4

I learned that the boy that attacked me this morning was Ben. It's weird though, because I saw him yesterday and he was completely fine. Now he's panting and kicking and screaming.
I watched the boys gathering in a circle around the entrance of the maze, holding spears. Ben was being dragged toward the maze by Minho, Ben's arms tied behind his back. I could hear Ben's pleads as he was trying to wiggle free. Minho had a frustrated look on his face, and he shoved Ben into the middle of the circle.

"No please, don't do this! I can get better!" Ben screamed. "Alby, help me! I can get better! I CAN GET BETTER!"
Ben dropped to his knees and covered his face with his hands, gasping for air. I could see purple and blue veins all across his body like a giant snake. Newt nodded at Minho, and Minho chucked a bag of something into the maze's entrance. The ground began to shake and the walls of the maze began to close.

"Now." Alby said.

The boys took their spears and got close to Ben, pushing him into the maze. Ben broke out into tears and started screaming.

"I CAN GET BETTER! PLEASE JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE! DON'T DO IT, PLEASE!"

The walls of the maze were halfway closed, and the boys got closer to Ben with their spears. Ben's body shook and slowly backed up into the maze. The doors had about a meter until it closed and Ben accepted his fate. The last thing I saw before the doors closed was Ben dropping to his hands and knees coughing up blood and crying.
Alby turned to the group of boys and said, "He belongs to the maze now," before walking off.
The boys went back to their jobs and I went back to mine. Nightfall came quickly.

As I sat in my hammock, I wondered what it would be like to spend a night in the maze. A faint CLINK sound pushed my thoughts away. Another CLINK. I watched from far away as Gally began chipping Ben's name off the wall. I sighed. I rocked in my hammock slowly and fell asleep to the sound of the wind, and faint chipping.

Blue lights flashed and voices rang through my head. Wicked is good, trust me, hello. Screens of coding and peoples faces appear hazy. The sound of breathing is loud and a man puts an oxygen mask on my face. Cough. Hello? It echoed through my mind. Can you hear me?
I gasp and sit up in my hammock. I look at my hands to see they are shaking. A bead of sweat rolls off my head down to my chest. I shiver.
"Fuck." I say, still panting a little. "Fucking dreams."

"Language."

I hear a voice say, turning my head to see Newt resting against a beam of wood, watching me. It was weird but it wasn't necessarily creepy. I kind of liked him being there. 'What the fuck?' I thought. I blushed a little bit.

"Sorry." I reply.

"So what's up with you? I heard you gasp so I came to see what's the matter."

"Oh yeah thanks, I'm all good. Just a dream." I say. "I need a minute to think, I will see you later."

I waved at Newt and walked off into the forest. I looked back and saw Newt tilt his head in confusion. 'I just needed a minute to think, that's all Newt.' I thought.
I found a nice looking tree and sat down, my back leaning against the trunk. I sighed.
What is going on with me? Is it about Newt?
Tingling sensations creeped up my arm. My cheeks flushed pink and my hands began sweating.
Wholey shit. I think it's about Newt. Do I like him? Is this what this is all about? My ass having a small crush on Newt?! I mean, it kind of makes sense. My hand tingles when I touch him, whether it's an accident or not. And he's really cute, too. Adorable face, fluffy hair, very kind and open minded. I like Newt I guess. Fuck, I like Newt.