What happens, love

Partying

"Okay give me that!" Y/n grasped the glass cup from Gally's hand, taking a few large gulps and putting her tongue out at the bitter taste. The crowd of teens laughed. Everyone seemed to be there now, with a cup of Gally's special drink.
"Hey! I'd like to propose a toast!" Minho announced, standing on a box for everyone to see. Whoops and cat calls were heard from the group. "Alright shut up! Okay, so here's to y/n! The Glade's first girl and our newest runner!" She smiled thankfully at him, tears slightly brimming her eyes because of the gesture. Newt stood behind her, perplexed at the scene.
"To y/n!" All of the gladers screamed and drank. The girl laughed.
   Minho stepped down on the ground and walked over to her.
"That was sweet, thank you." She said teasingly.
"I mean, what's a party without cheesy toasts?" He replied smiling.
   Boys were playing drums and everyone started cheering at the rhythm. Now the party had started. Smaller groups were formed, but everyone seemed to be having a great time. Y/n stood talking to Gally, Frypan and Winston in the middle of the space. They were laughing and drinking and Newt was a bit behind, admiring the girl and her every movement lit up by the fire light.
   Minho suddenly approached the blonde, handing him yet another cup of the strong drink and leaning on the rock beside him.
"Thank you."
"What are you doing here? Still bummed about the Gathering?" Minho questioned and Newt scoffed.
"No."
"Then what?" He pushed.
"Nothing, I'm fine. Apparently she's perfectly fine too." He pointed dryly as the girl kept on giggling with her fellow Gladers and they both watched as Gally picked her up over his shoulder and spun her around as she shrieked and chuckled.
"Are you jealous?" Minho asked with a cheeky smile.
"No!" He scoffed again, refusing to look at his friend.
"Oh my god! You are jealous!" He laughed harder.
"Shut up!" Newt smacked Minho in the shoulder as he blushed.
   The girl sprinted over to where they were with a big smile plastered across her face after seeing their stares, grabbing two glasses in the way.
"Hey! What are you two doing here? It's a party!" She said excitedly handing out both cups to the boys.
   Minho turned his head at the boy with a teasing smile when she started tugging at Newt's free arm.
"You know, I was just telling him that." He told her and she laughed, now grabbing Minho's arm for support when she almost fell. Newt couldn't stop himself from smiling at her tipsy figure.
"You're drunk, y/n." The blonde stated calmly. She opened her mouth offended.
"I'm not drunk, you're drunk!" She giggled. "You know what? I'm gonna dance." She exclaimed excitedly and stated dancing away from them, going to the center of the vain and throwing her arms up. The boys cheered and encouraged as she started moving gracefully to the beat that played.
   She untied her hair, flipping her head and shaking her H/C locks in the rhythm. Now she was the center of attention.
"Whoo! Go y/n!" The boys shouted and clapped. She laughed as she spun around in pure bliss, waving her arms around her head, playing with her hair while she moved her hips, hypnotizing everyone who dared to look.  She jumped excited as the music started to get faster. She opened her eyes and walked in Chuck's direction. She pulled both his hands and spun him around. Then she did it to Frypan, then Ben, then Clint. She got everyone to stand and dance with her, it was a truly amazing moment.
"She really is something." Minho sighed, also admiring the girls moves.
"Yeah." Newt had a spark in his eyes. He was so attentive to her every step, scared that she would just float away. He smiled at the scene that unraveled in front of him when the girl met his eyes.
   She stopped in her tracks panting, a smile still grazing her feature. The fire reflected the droplets of sweat that covered her soft skin making it look like she was glowing. She smiled fondly at Newt, who smiled back. She mouthed the words "come on" and signaled for him to join them. He nodded nervously and she rolled her eyes.
   The girl walked over to him, placing her hands on both of his arms, grabbing the glass from his hand and drinking till there was nothing left, tossing the cup at the soft grass before sliding her hands down his arms and grabbing his own.
"No..." he whined and both Minho and Y/n laughed.
"Come on! Dance with me!" She insisted and the black haired pushed him.
"Go dance with the lady before I go myself!" Minho said and Newt finally gave in, being dragged to where the rest of the Gladers stood.
   Y/n's hands still holding tight to the boy's, she started moving her arms in sync with him as she wrapped her hands around his neck, not looking away for one second.
   His face was burning up.
"Hey that's not fair! Why does Newt get to dance with the girl?" Frypan shouts.
"Yeah I wanna dance too!" Another one adds.
"Shut up!" She screams back at them making everyone laugh.
"Don't mind them, they're drunk." Newt assures, finally placing his hands awkwardly above her waist.
"Why aren't you drunk?" She questioned.
"Well, because then who's gonna make sure you don't do something stupid?" He smiled.
"Okay, that seems fair." She replied chuckling.
"Are you having fun?"
"Yes, I am." She grins, tilting her head slightly.
"Good." He says lovingly. At that she trips on nothing and he grabs her before she can fall as she laughs at herself.
"Okay, I think that's enough fun for today." He pulls her, placing her arm around his shoulder to support the drunken girl.
   Alby notices the second in command's behavior and calls out to everyone.
"Okay boys, that's enough partying, pack up and go." He claps and all of the boys boo him and oblige.
"Come on, no don't kick the plant... let's go." Newt tried to drag Y/n down the Glade to get her in bed without getting lost or deciding to go on a hunt for fairies or something.
"Newt. Newt. Newt! The ladder is too long I wanna sleep down here!" She whined and tried to weight her body so he would let her go but he picked her up.
"No, y/n, you can't sleep on the floor. Get up." She finally gave in and sleepily went up the stairs. Newt anxiously watched from the ground as she finally reached the balcony, but she collapsed with a loud sound.
"Y/n!" Newt called as he got up as fast as he could to find y/n on the ground laughing like a lunatic.
He led her to her hammock where she lay down comfortably groaning in exhaustion.
"Thank you for being so nice to me." She said while Newt removed her shoes.
"Don't worry, love." He smiled.
"You know, you're my favorite." She kept rambling. The blonde paid close attention to her words that made him blush. "I think you are so nice to me and you don't hit my head on the ground. And you are so gentle and cute and... hot."
She giggles at herself and he felt a strange warmth in his chest.
"Goodnight, love."
"Goodnight Newt."