The Dream of My Life (The Maze Runner Fanfiction)

Untitled Part 10

Your POV (Part 10)

I took a bite of chicken pot pie that Newt and I made. To be honest it was actually really good! "This is the best chicken pot pie that I've had! Thank you, Y/N!"

"You're welcome, Chuck." I smiled at him.

"Y/N I need you to do me a favor." Chuck had a sudden interest in the floor when he talked.

"I'm not cooking again." I said.

"No. I need a haircut." He looked up slightly.

"Sure." I said plainly.

"Really?" His face lit up.

"Yeah. Cause Lord knows you need it." We laughed. "I'm just kidding. You look fine." I looked up there was still plenty of sun. "I'll do it right now. Get a chair and bring it over hear." I walked to the middle of the pasture in front of the Homestead. "And some scissors too!" I called after him.

"Need a bloody haircut!" Newt was behind me.

"I like your hair." He shrugged. "Where's Thomas?" We both looked around.

"I don't know." Newt said every word slowly.

"How much more time do the doors have?" I asked Newt.

"Ten, fifteen minutes." He looked to the east door where Thomas always came out. "I'm going to go look for him around the Deadheads where he hangs out." Newt leaned down and kissed me. "Don't worry." I nodded.

"Love you!" I said as he was walking away. He turned so he was walking backwards.

"Love you too!" He said back barley over a whisper. Chuck came out with a chair in one hand and scissors in the other.

"You guys are gross." He said handing me the scissors.

"I know. Sit." I thought it was better not to tell him about Thomas. He sat and I started cutting. "There."

"You're done already?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks!" I nodded. He ran to the homestead probably looking for something to look at himself with. Someone put there arms around my torso.

"What the hell?" I turned slightly. It was my boyfriend. Wait did we ever call each other boyfriend and girlfriend? He put his head on my shoulder. "Find Thomas?"

"He was sleeping in his normal spot. The bloody boy needs to stop scaring us." I didn't say anything. He let go of me. "Are you okay, love?"

"Yeah." I turned and kissed him on the cheek. "Just thinking." He raised one eyebrow.

"About what?"

"Nothing." I smiled. I grabbed his hand and pulled him. "Come on."