Remember for the Both of Us [COMPLETED]

27: Do You Trust Me?

I slipped back into the room, only to find there was no more pizza. "Minho!" I yelled. "Exactly how many pieces did you eat?"

He smiled innocently. "Only seven or eight. Newt wouldn't let me eat more. He said a whole pizza was too much."

I turned on Newt. "You let him eat that many?"

Newt shrugged, laughing. I threw my hands into the air in exasperation, flopping down on the floor. "You all are terrible!"

Newt grabbed my hand, tugging me closer. "You know you love us."

In vain I tried to pull away, laughing. But I slid into his arms, and he pressed a quick kiss to my lips, flooding me with warmth. "Ew," Minho groaned.

"Jealous?" I teased.

"Nothing grosser than two shuckfaces sucking on each other's klunk faces," he shot back.

I planted a peck on Newt's cheek, and he leaned back, so my head was resting on his chest, one of his arms around my waist. The conversation moved on, leaving us in a small bubble of peace. "Lynn," he whispered, playing with a strand of my hair.

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad we didn't leave you behind."

I propped myself up on an elbow, looking at him. "Do you trust me?"

His eyes were clear and shining. "Yes."

Staring up at the ceiling, I rolled on to my back. "I'm sorry I had to lie to you. Back in the Glade."

"You were forced to. But you still told us the truth eventually."

"I'm going to need you to trust me again," I breathed.

"Okay." His voice was calm.

"I can't tell you what it is because they're listening, and if they know what I'm going to do they'll stop me. But when the moment comes, just do as I say, alright?"

He must have heard the worry in my voice, because he pulled me close. "Hope--sorry, Lynn. I believe that you hate WICKED or whoever they are just as much as us. And you're the only one out of all of us who really understands what's going on. And I can tell--I don't know why--just somehow, in your eyes, that you're not lying. So yes. I'll trust you. And the rest of us will too."

I closed my eyes and smiled.

Then the groaning started. The Cranks were outside.