The Feeling (Newt x Reader)

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- Newt's Perspective -

     "Y/N?! Holy shuck it's actually you wake up!" I shook Y/N in an effort o wake her and heard footsteps rushing toward me from behind. Athena rushed to my side and tried to help me shake her awake.
     "Is this really her? It can't be, she died! We even heard her scream that night.. Newt answer me! This isn't possible is it, what's going on?" Athena spoke too fast for me to reply but I was also at a loss for words. I tried to reply with "I don't know" but I found myself unable to speak. Tears slowly dripped down my face as I looked at her vulnerable, unconscious body that laid in the bed. She looked thinner, like she hadn't eaten in days and her skin was pale. Her breaths were quick and sharp, like she was having difficulty breathing. There were no signs of cuts or bruises on her skin which confused me. What in the bloody hell happened to you love? The tears came falling down faster and faster. I sat up on her bed and picked up her body cradling her, Athena stood by the bed, covering her face as a tear slowly streamed down her cheek.
     "Is she dea-" Athena's voice cracked and she was cut off when all of a sudden, Y/N started to shake. At first it was a quick shock, like an invisible person held a defibrillator to her chest but after a few seconds, she shook uncontrollably. Her eyes opened but her pupils were rolled back, revealing only white. Her short quick breaths turned into what sounded like she was choking. I shouted her name in a means to wake her but I got no response. I looked at her frantically trying to think of a way to help her, Athena on the other hand, panicked as she paced back and forth.
     "FOR SHUCK'S SAKE DO SOMETHING NEWT!" She yelled desperately. By this point, everyone was in the room asking questions. I stared at her, my mind was blank. I knew I had to do something but just seeing her, just seeing HER, overwhelmed me. Everything was happening and yet I did nothing, but stare at her beautiful face.
     "DAMN IT NEWT GIVE HER TO ME." Minho yelled, I hadn't even noticed he was in the room. He grabbed her away from me and Eleanor followed, lending him a hand.
     "Who's that?" Thomas asked, leaning in.
     "Th-thats my uh.. That's -" I was suddenly cut off when Y/N burst awake, sitting up quickly. She panted like she had just run a marathon.
     "W-what going on, where am I?" Y/N looked around frantically.
     "That's what I'd like to know." Thomas replied under his breath, hoping no one had heard him. Eleanor comforted her, working her med-jack magic as I stared at her in awe. She's alive, I couldn't believe my eyes and I felt the tears returning, ready to flow. I looked at her, moving closer toward her. Every part of my body itched for her warm touch. Even though she looked sickly, she was still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.
     "H-hey, Y/N, how are you feeling? We all thought you died in the maze but.. Wow, I sure missed you." I smiled at her and grabbed her hand, rubbing my thumb over her soft, cold skin.
     "Uhm.. who are you and what do you mean I died in maze? And who's Y/N??" Y/N looked at me, confused, quickly pulling her hand away. I felt my heart sink, she doesn't remember me? Or anything for he matter? Maybe she's just confused, I'll keep talking.
     "What are you talking about Y/N, it's me, Newt and you're Y/N, that's your name, do you not remember?" I looked at her, hoping for dome sort if positive response but no. She continued to stare at me confused. She backed away, off her bed into a corner, she looked like she felt threatened. Everybody followed her but Eleanor blocked them as if to say "give her space." I remained on the bed, looking down as my legs dangled off the edge. My elbows rested on my knees with my hands pressed together, interlacing my fingers, wishing it was Y/N's hand I was holding. Bloody hell, she lost her memory, I thought as a teardrop fell, hitting the back of my left hand.