Thomas Sangster Imagines

#83 Tell me

"I want to be a runner! why wont you tell me whats out there!" You yelled loudly at your friend Newt.  You both were down in the dead heads, arguing. 

"Y/N calm down.." he said sighing, hanging his head. 

"no! I want an answer, Newt tell me whats going on" You said, frustrated and confused. You know the grievers were out there in the maze but there was nothing to worry about, they came out at night... at least that's what you thought.

He shook his head, not answering. 

"tell me!" You yelled louder.

"You want to know why?!" He snapped, immediately pulling his head up and yelling at you, almost scaring you. "Because i care about you! it may be new to you but i actually have feelings! and i'd care if you got hurt! it'd be my fault because i let you stroll into that maze without even trying to keep you here!" He walked closer to you, backing you up and raising his voice. "do you know how i'd feel if you got hurt?! I'd be devastated! you're the only person i've ever cared about! i dont remember any one else, i cant! I cant remember my mother, my father, my family, my friends! you're all i have! and if you leave me i will go out of my freaking mind! and even if something happens.." he started to calm down "i wouldnt want to leave the glade without you..." He sighed, staring at you. His chest heaving up and down. "because you're not a friend to me, you're something more- i want you to be something more" 

You stared at him, absolutely stunned. You tried to process every word that came from his lips but it was hard, when he had finished yelling; you stayed silent. But suddenly, everything he said; it didnt matter. He had backed you up into a tree by then and he was only inches away. 

You pulled yourself up to him and put your hands onto his face, You gently- quickly.. pressed your lips against his. 

His eyes went wide and he slowly slipped his arms around your waist, kissing back softly. After a few moments, you both pulled away softly and Newt stared at you, his expression surprised. 

"We are something more..." You stared at him and smiled slightly, "Its okay, i wont go.."

He immediately hugged you tightly, digging his face into the crook of your neck. He gripped the back of your shirt and didn't let go. Metaphorically, He wouldn't let you go, not ever. 

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ay lmao that sucked

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