Your POV (Part 7)
(Later that night at dinner.)
"I don't understand!"
"Well you should! You're not going to be a runner! Even if Alby did let you I won't let you." Thomas was being really over protective.
"You're being to over protective!" Newt walked over and sat beside me.
"Everything okay, love?"
"No!"
"Well what the bloody hell is wrong?"
"Him!" I gabbed my thumb at Thomas. I stood knocking my chair over. Newt quickly picked it up. "I'm going to bed." I leaned over to Newt and kissed him on the cheek. "Love you."
"Love you too." He said. "Have a good night." I waved him off.
Newt's POV
"So do you guys kiss like that all the time?" I looked to Chuck who was across from me.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"You don't ask the person before you kiss them?" Bloody hell I didn't want to have this conversation.
"No not really." I looked at Thomas for help.
"You ask with you body language." Thomas said simply.
"Body language?" Chuck asked with confusion.
"The way you act around the person. Or you could just kiss the person but make sure you're ready to kiss the person rather than just going up and kissing em." I stood. "Who wants s'mores?"
"I do!" Chuck yelled. Everybody looked at him.
"Well then let's head to the fire." I was the first to get to the fire and was surprised to see Y/N sitting on a log. "I thought you were going to sleep." She looked up with wide eyes.
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The Dream of My Life (The Maze Runner Fanfiction)
FanfictionA/N: This was my first Fanfiction so it's not very good and I didn't know how to use Wattpad at the time so the format is a little strange. Backstory: Thomas comes to the Glade, 28 days later you come up in the Box. - Your POV I woke up gasping for...
