The Maze Runner Imagines/Preferences

Gally Imagine

Thomas slightly nudges my ribcage, and I snap out of my thoughts. I turn to him and he nods to his left. "Gally's looking at you." I follow his line of vision, and sure enough, there he is standing with his muscular arms crossed over his broad chest and eyes piercing right through my body. My breath hitches and he breaks our eye contact, only to be distracted by Zart talking to him. I look away and look back to Thomas, a small smile on his face. "You should go talk to him." I shake my head vigorously, turning away from him and feeling the heat flow through my cheeks. Thomas is the only person who knows my little crush on Gally, okay, so maybe not a little crush it's a little bigger than that. I hear a small chuckle escape from Thomas and I turn back to him, regretting that I told him in the first place. I hear footsteps approaching and I look up to see Gally approaching Thomas and I. Thomas immediately catches on and stands up from his seat. "Well, Emilie, I need to go. Newt wanted to see me. See you later!" He waves cheerily and I grab a hold of his shirt, pulling him back to me. I whisper threateningly in his ear, "Don't you dare leave me alone, Tom!" But he simply smiles and releases my grip on him. "Gotta go." He leaves and I sigh out of frustration.

"Are you okay? You sound.... flustered."

A voice asks me and I look up to see Gally standing there, concern flickering all over his features. I smile weakly and l answer, "Yeah, Thomas promised to tell me something but he, uh, left." Gally takes what used to be Thomas' seat and I feel my heart beating as fast a butterflies' wings. I begin to play with the ends of my hair, a habit I had developed when I am extremely nervous. Gally simply smiles and continues to stare at my profile. I shift around in my seat and allow my eyes to meet with his, a connection I couldn't even break if I tried. I can feel his warmth radiating from his eyes into mine, and for a good ten seconds we were just lost in each other's eyes. He looks away and stands up.

He bends down and brushes his lips against my jaw, whispering, "Meet me at the East Doors in a few minutes."

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