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9: The doors*~•

NEWTS POV:
Newt and Thomas ran behind Minho to the open doors.

"What happens if the doors don't close?" Thomas quietly says. Newt looks to him. The boy looks like he'd seen a ghost, a vampire and a werewolf in the same time. "Don't sweat it, I'm sure the doors will close." Newt tries to make his tone sound sure, but fails and sighs. "Newt, what happens?" Thomas demands, the same tone as before. Newt just gives him a sad look and shakes his head.

"They klunking won't close, I've tried everything." Minho interrupts the boys. "I'm sure they will, give them time." Newt calmly said, happy that he coud put on a calm voice, while he was anything but calm inside. "Newt they don't have klunking time, the greivers will come in, they will kill everyone!" Minho almost yells, making Thomas flinch, firmly squeezing Newts hand. "Minho, take a klunking break and stop talking will ya? You're only making it worse." Newt says, as he sits near the doors, gesturing Thomas to sit next to him. He didn't even notice Thomases firm grip on his hand, he only felt the coldnes creep up his arms, as he let go.

"Newt"

"Shush-"

"What happens-"

"Shush" Newt firmly says.

"I need to think." He lets out after a minute. "And for that I need space." Newt huffs, as Thomas slowly gets up. "Where are yo going?" He softly asks and gazes up to the leaving Thomas, who turns around in confusion."I thought you said you needed space?" Thomas asks, not understanding why Newt had questioned it. "You are my space... now shut up and let me think." Newt says, leaving both their cheeks flushed by a wave of redness. Newt covers his face with his palms, burying his redness away.

Where will we go? What happens after? I'm supposed to lead, since Alby is out of his mind. Will we fight? How will we fight? Will we fight? Or will we lose? What would we use to fight greivers? What if I lose Thomas? No, I wont lose him, I won't let that happen. Where do we hide? Have I asked this question yet? I'm going out of my mind.

The questions were too much for Newt. He had buried his head in his arms, bringing his knees to his collarbone. Thomas had noticed it and put an arm around the boys shoulders, scooting so near him, that he coud feel his panicked breaths, puffing into his chest. A tear escaped Newts brown eyes, staining Thomases T-shirt. "Gosh I'm sorry, you must have tear stains on all of your shirts from me." Newt muttered into Thomases chest in between silent sobs. "Newt, shush and cry your klunk out, trust me you need it." Thomas said, as he wrapped his other arm around Newts shoulder, pulling him into a hug. Newt still felt bad for crying infront of Thomas, afterall, he was supposed to calm Thomas down, not vice versa. He was klunking second in command, why was he feeling like that?

"Thanks."

"Mhm" Thomas replied, slowly removing his arms from Newt.

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"- we hide in the meeting building and stay there the whole night, incase a greiver attacks, grab food, water and blankets. Questions?" Newt firmly asks, every word of his sounding prepared before. A few gladers raise their hands. "What about Alby and Ben?" A glader asked. "They're safe in the med-jacks building, nothing gets past the walls." Newt explains, giving the gladers a sighn to pack up their klunk.

Thomases gaze meets a scared Chuck. "Hey Chuckie, ya woke huh?" The brunette asks. "Yeah... I'm scared Thomas" Chuck admits, stuffing his backpack with blankets and food. "Don't be, Newt has it all under control, if a greiver attacks, you just stay close to me , I won't let anything happen to you." Thomas replies, also stuffing his backpack.

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(A/N) :)