Maze Runner Prefrences

Newt imagine- prank you very much

It's been a year and six months since you've come up on the box. You are a Track-hoe. Newt, Minho, and Alby are your best friends. This is before Thomas. (I just thought it would be easier to set it up here)

"Y/N, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."
"Yeah, because you drenched me with water to be nice!" He had done it again, he pranked you! Now you were going to get revenge. *smiles evilly*
     He follows you out, into the deadheads. You walk to the tree as inconspicuously as possible. The footsteps stop, and you turn. He was standing there, right where you wanted him. The strange part was, he looked just as sneaky as you felt.
     "What?" You ask as he looks up and sees you holding the vine. Once you pull it, he will be drenched in mud.
     "We are at a draw."
     "Huh?"
     He has his hand on a vine similar to yours. Before he can react, you pull your vine. Newt dives out of the way of the mud and on to you. The problem was, he just pulled his rope.
     Now, he pranked you, is on top of you, and you're both covered in mud. Great day huh? Even though, that all happened he is smiling. Why are you smiling? Shuck. Please stop this is creepy. Well...your kinda cute. No he's not! He pranked you. The soft side of you wins. Newt, don't leave.
    "Sorry." He says still on top of you.
    "It's fine." You pause as you try to find words. "Truce?"
     "Truce."
     Neither one of you said anything. It's not like you could move, but you both were just smiling at each other.
     "I know this is weird," he starts, "but your really pretty, right now."
     You were about to thanks him, but he cuts you off. "You're really pretty all the time. Minho said if I don't tell you, he will. Please don't be mad after I finish."
     "Ok" he looks at you with the sweetest eyes ever. He is scared, yet excited. What is he going to say?
     "I prank you, because...I...li-think you are funny. I also li-really li-want you to li-have fun." His change of words confuse you. He sighs. "I li-like y-you...a lot."
     You can't help but smile.
     As you both walk back to the homestead to change, he says something adorable. "Prank you very much."
     "You're welcome. For what, though?" You have to say this in between giggles.
     "For being you." He's grinning like an idiot. It was so cute. Awww. He likes me, and I like him. Wow. I think. I'm such a girl.

This was pretty bad, but I have some good ones that are almost done. I just needed to update. Thanks for reading (5 people)!