Maze Runner Imagines And Preferences

Newt imagine #11 (request)

OHMIGOD 70K? YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST! :) this ones for Newts_lost_limp beware: sad sad sad sad sad tears and sadness

plot: Set in the Scorch, the right arm have a very impressive mini civilisation away from cranks. A pretty nice hotel and restaurant and a few houses. Newt, Y/N, and everyone all try to live as normal until there is rumour that cranks are coming for them... ~ this imagine is based off the film 'titanic'.

Y/N's POV

Looking for the right arm proves to be difficult. I was tired, hungry, thirsty. The list could go on forever. But then I look at Newt, no, not one complaint coming from him. I briefly notice his slight limp and some pain in his eyes.

I put my arm around him, he gives me a glance and we strive on through The Scorch. Thomas was leading the group, every five minutes stopping and turning around to check we were all okay.

He was breathing heavily, sweat pouring off him, his nose a little sun burnt. I watch him make it the top of a big sand dune and see his eyes brighten up.

"Thomas!" Teresa says. "What do you see?"

"Our ticket to safety." He replies and then motions us to the top. Me and Newt struggle to the top, helping each other.

I watch the reaction on Newt's face when he sees it. A hotel, houses, a civilisation. People, not cranks.

"Well shuck me." Minho says. "You did it Thomas."

"C'mon guys lets go." Thomas says, walking ahead. We walk over to the hotel to be greeted by a guy named Vince who seemed happy to see people. He pulls out a device and checks Thomas with it, to see if he is actually immune.

"Well I'll be," Vince says, in disbelief, "immunes."

He takes a step towards Newt who takes a step back, eyeing the device in Vince's hands. Vince senses the obvious fear in Newt's eyes and laughs. "Don't worry, you seem like a sane enough fella." He says, patting Newt's shoulder.

Vince puts the device back into his pocket and escorts us into the hotel, giving us all a little time to decide who we are going to share a room with. We huddle together, sorting out the issue.

Me and Newt look at each other. "Um wanna share with me Y/N?" He asks. "Yeah sure, I guess you, Thomas, can go with Teresa?" I say. Thomas gives a nod to me and Teresa.

"Sorry Frypan, you're stuck with Minho." I laugh. Minho puts on a fake hurt face and Frypan playfully punches him. "Good luck trying to sleep, Frypan." Thomas laughs.

We all walk up the stairs, admiring how this place actually looked so intact. Crank infested areas were a whole different story.

Newt turns the key to our room, and lets us inside. It was pretty spacious, and the walls were decorated with pictures and I had a beside table with a lamp and a little vase with a flower in. How I missed these simple yet beautiful things.

Newt seemed impressed too. "I thought we'd never make it to safety." I told him. "I know. Even though that journey was hard, I wasn't prepared to give up." He says. There is a short pause. "Shall we go see what's downstairs?" He says, putting an arm around my waist.