Maze Runner Preferences // lastofsparrow

He Catches You Singing:

these will be during the present.

Thomas: I begin to chop apple slices for Thomas and I to share. He's heading on his way home from Minho's house.

The apples are mackintosh, Thomas's favourite. I prefer pink lady, but we take turns, sort of.

A song passes through my head,

"Let's get rich and buy our parent's homes in the South of France,

Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance,

Let's get rich and build a house on a mountain making everybody look like ants,

And from way up there,

You and I, you and I."

"What song is that?" Thomas's voice comes from absolutely nowhere.

I drop my knife on the cutting board from surprise, "Thomas! You scared me!"

"Oops."

I sigh, "What did you say?"

"I asked what song you were singing...it sounded nice." He smiles cheekily.

"It was You and I by Ingrid Michaelson. Why?" I smirk, crossing my arms.

"I was just curious."

"Thought so."

Minho: I unplug my headphones and strip of my clothes, prepping for my shower.

I lay my t-shirt and jeans on my bathroom floor and hand my bra on the knob of the door.

I open the shower door, feeling the instant humidity from the hot water.

As I lather my hair with soap, I begin to sing one of my favourite songs at the moment: Lost Boy by Ruth B.

"Run, run lost boy,

They say to meee,

Away from all of reality,

Never land is home to lost boys like me,

And lost boys like me are free,

Neverland is home to lost boys like me,

And lost boys like me are free."

Minho says something from outside of the bathroom.

Great, I didn't want him to hear me.

"What was that?" I yell to him.

He opens the bathroom door, "I SAID YOU SOUNDED GOOD."

I cover my naked body, "Minho!"

"Oh. Mind if I join you in there?"

Newt:

"We don't believe what's on TV,

Because it's what we want to see,

And what we want we know we can't believe,

We have all learned to kill our dreams,

I need to know, that when I fail you'll still be here,

Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty songs and we'll make money selling your hair,

I don't care what's in your hair I just wanna know what's on your mind,

I used to say I wanna die before I'm old but because of you I might think twice."

I feel arms being wrapped around my waist, making me jump a bit.

I turn my head around to see that it's Newt, "What are you doing here?"

I feel him breathing against my neck, "I came over to see if you'd like to go out for lunch."

"Sure. I-"

"Your singing was lovely." Newt interrupts me.

I smile, "Thank you. Now where shall we go for lunch?"

Gally: I begin to load the dishwasher in Gally and I's house.

We moved here after all of our trials were finished.

I miss a lot of people and when I feel sad, I sing.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in,

But I can't help, falling in love with you,

Shall I stay, would it be a sin,

If I can't help, falling in love with you,

Like a river flows, surely to the sea,

Darling so it goes, some things were mean to be,

Take my hand, take my whole heart too-"

"CAUSE I CANT HELP, FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOUUU." Gally screams from the living room.

"Gally, what the hell?!"

"What?" He laughs.

"Where did you come from?"

"The womb."

I sigh, "I thought you were downstairs."

"Well now I'm upstairs."

"Fine, come help me with the dishes." I say laughing shakily.

So how was that? Sorry I haven't really uploaded recently. School gets in the way of everything. I joined the volleyball team, and I'm really bad at it haha. And if you missed the names of the songs:

You and I -- Ingrid Michaelson

Lost Boy -- Ruth B.

We Don't Believe What's On TV -- twenty øne piløts

Can't Help Falling in Love -- Elvis Presley