Forgotten Love // (Newt X Reader)

Chapter 18

Newt's POV

Watching her hurt was the worst pain in the world. I would take every bit of it if I could, but I can't. I might not know who or why we were put in here, but I sure as hell know they weren't doing us any favors. The maze is a cruel place.

I watched her crutch over to Minho's table to eat dinner. I couldn't help but smile seeing her use my gift--at least I wasn't totally useless.

I wish I could be there for her, but trying to talk to her again will just push her away even more. For now, I'd just have to be happy knowing that she's healing.

Just as I was coming to terms with my new reality, he sat down next to her.

Thomas made my blood boil. He just got here and he's already all over Y/N. I didn't even realize how hard I was clenching my fist until Frypan asked me if I was trying to make my fist implode.

I was relieved to see Minho start to make his way over to me, but that feeling was quickly crushed away by the realization that Y/N and Thomas would be eating alone. It certainly didn't help that Thomas put his arm around her and Y/N couldn't stop laughing with him.

"Dude, if you keep staring at Thomas like that I think daggers will actually start shooting out of your eyes," Minho said.

"Wouldn't be the worst thing in the world," I mumbled back.

"I'm your best friend, and you know I always want you to be happy, but you need to get over yourself. This sulking over Y/N routine is getting old," he lightly scolded. "She almost died, and even that wasn't enough for you to actually try and talk to her. You don't have to do anything crazy, and it won't be easy, but you need to earn her trust back."

He was right, but I had no clue how I was supposed to earn back my place in her life. 

"Where would I even begin?" I asked defeatedly.

"I think dinner is a good start," he smiled. "Come on, let's go," he ushered.

"Right now?" I asked in a panicked tone.

"No time like the present!" 

Minho grinned at me, and before I knew it he was dragging me over to Y/N and Thomas' table.

"Hey guys, look who I found," Minho announced with just a tint of mischief in his voice.

Just as he finished talking I found the courage to look her in the eye

Y/N's POV

Everything felt like it was in slow motion.

His stare has always been able to capture my attention like nothing else. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach multiplying by the second.

"Oh hey man! What's up?" Thomas asked Newt.

"Eh, not much," he replied, eyes still locked on mine.

I looked away first; I couldn't handle the tension anymore.

"Mind if we join?" Minho said as he sat down. It was more of a statement than it was a question.

"Not at all," Thomas replied.

I still hadn't said anything. God, I probably looked paralyzed by fear. Well, that wouldn't be completely inaccurate, but it's still embarrassing.

"How are you feeling?" Newt asked me sincerely.

Nervous. Confused. Nauseous.

"Still in pain, but it's loads better. I still can't walk well, but someone left me crutches which have actually made getting around somewhat bearable.

"Good to hear," he smiled at me.

All of a sudden, I could feel my body pulsing with energy. I'll always love his smile, but it's his eyes that get me.

It's ridiculous how much something as simple as eye contact can make my heart skip a beat.

The four of us kept eating, and it felt like we'd known each other our whole lives. Minho kept cracking jokes while Newt and I recounted stories from the maze to Thomas. The time was flying by, and I think the only reason we even registered how long we'd been sitting is because the sun started to set.

"I have to head to bed; doctor's orders," I explained.

"Good call. Thomas and I have to be up early for a runner's meeting anyway," Minho responded.

"I'll walk you back?" Newt asked me.

"Uh, yeah," I said, a little surprised.

I started to stand, and Thomas handed the crutches to me.

"See you guys tomorrow!" Thomas said as he started walking away with Minho.

It was just us.

"Hey," he exhaled as he turned to look at me.

"Hey," I quietly responded.

We just looked at each other for a while. I finally found the courage to clear my throat and start walking, well more like crutching, back to my hut.

We walked back in silence, but it didn't feel as awkward as I thought it would. It was kind of nice to just be in his presence again.

"Well, this is me," I said as I gestured to my hut.

I turned to look at him, and I could tell he was about to say something serious because I could sense how nervous he was.

"I- uh, I just wanted to say sorry. For everything. I was, well am, an idiot. You were my best friend, and I threw it away. I just-- I wanted you to know that I miss you. I know I don't deserve it, but I'm asking for a second chance. I'll do anything to earn your friendship back."

I could feel tears start to well up.

"Why'd you do it?" I asked, the pain in my voice clearly evident.

"What?" he replied, slightly alarmed.

"Why'd you walk away?" I repeated with a little more conviction in my voice. "Did I do something?"

"No, no god no. You were nothing but amazing to me. I just-- I screwed up. It took me watching you lifelessly fall to the ground to realize that I would do anything to get you back in my life. Please give me the chance to earn your trust back," he pleaded.

I closed my eyes and exhaled a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

"Okay," I said, barely loud enough to hear.

"Okay?" He responded, sounding a little in disbelief.

"But don't expect us to go back to the way things were. We can be friends, but I just don't trust you the way I used to," I admitted.

"All I need is a chance," he smiled at me.

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IM ALIVE ! please excuse the fact that it's literally been over a year since I updated. 

important question: should i finish this story/does anyone even still read this or should I just discontinue it. (comment if u want me to keep going bc if no one responds ill just assume no ones still reading this LOL)

also i didnt edit this chapter so sorry if there's some grammar/spelling mess ups