Dylan O'Brien Imagines

I Got You// Thomas

You were running from the Cranks, who found you while you were running from Jorge's lair. Thomas was pulling you along with him, he was bit faster because he ran more than you did in the Maze. The Cranks were gaining on us, the fact that they run so fast always managed to amaze you. You looked behind you, only to see they were gaining on you. 

Thomas halted to a stop, but you didn't realize until he snatched you back, you almost falling off a cliff. You couldn't go forward, or you'll fall to your death, you couldn't turn around or you'll be mauled to death, so the only other choice is to go to the side, into a building that was completely broken in half. 

You started to climb up, planting you footing in between rocks. Since you were trying to hurry, your foot slipped and you started to fall, but someone grabbed your waist, pushing you back up.

"You okay?" Thomas asks, your waist still burning from where his hands were. But tonight was not the night to be sexually frustrated.

"I'm fine." You muttered, scrambling up the destructed building. You got to the top, the few Cranks that were left were pushing each other out of the way. 

They were almost caught up to us, you started to get nervous that they would catch it. The past couple days you were able to outrun them, but ever since Winston, everyone is kind of more worried if they catch you. 

You finally got to the top, but you slipped, sliding down until you hit the very top, stopping on the windows. 

"Y/N!" You heard Thomas yell. Your head was bit cloudy as you reached up and touched it, your hand covered in blood. You started to get up but the sound of the cracking glass stopped you dead. 

You looked down, seeing that if the glass broke you would fall to death, the exact thing you were trying to avoid earlier. 

"Thomas!" You yelled back, the realization of the situation hitting you. 

You were about to jump to safety, but the Cranks showed up, sliding down to you, the glass breaking underneath you even more. 

This was it. This was your end. You survived the Maze, the "rescue," but you couldn't defeat cracking glass. You scrambled around, trying to get away from it, but it always hooked itself back onto your legs. 

Thomas slid down carefully, reaching out to you. But you couldn't reach him as the Crank snatched you away. 

You jumped as his hand clasped yours. He took a pipe and busted the glass out, it crumpling with the Crank with it. 

"I got you." He said before pulling you up. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into you. Tears fell silently down your cheeks. 

"Hey, we're okay." He chuckled softly, pulling away. You turned you head and started to wipe away your tears. No one has ever seen you cry. 

His small smile fell as he wiped away your tears and left his hands on your face. "We're okay."

"I don't want to die," you said, shaking your head in his hands. "I don't."

"I won't let that happen." He says, smiling at you.

"Promise?" You ask, your tears starting to come back down.

He leans down and kisses you hard, his lips warm on your cold ones. "I promise."