I'm a hopeless romantic so I write stories about The Maze Runner's Newt or Thomas Brodie Sangster. Most of them are sweet but some are heartbreaking. Thanks for reading and voting! :)
It's been three weeks since I've been in the glade of 30 boys. Let me say it's not easy being surrounded by only boys every second of every day but I somehow manage. The only issue is when that thanks to my job as a track hoe, I work my days with my crush Newt.
I can't lie when I say he's the only boy here who seems to not want to get in my pants. He's the only boy who cares about me and for me. He's made sure I eat meals, makes sure I'm sleeping nicely in my room in the homestead, and makes sure I'm not too tired when working. He's the only one who cares about me unlike the rest.
I realized that I was growing feelings for him last week. We were inside the gardens when he told me I was doing my vines wrong, politely of course. He came behind me and placed my fingers exactly how they should be sending sparks through my hands.
Zart flirtatiously told us to get a room which in turn made me rethink our entire 'relationship'. I love him. I do. But alas, he will never love me back.
"Hey (Y/N)," Minho called as I was finishing my food at the table. I realized now my entire group of friends weren't sitting with me. I shrugged it off and smiled up at Minho.
"Hey Min," I said as he held his hand out for me.
"Hey the keepers and I need your help with something," he said. I took his hand and walked with him to the council hall.
When I walked in, all of the keepers, plus Newt and Alby, were standing around in small discussions. I followed Minho to the front of the room and slipped my hands in my back pocket.
"What do you need boys?" I asked as Gally stepped forward. All eyes were on me as I felt myself becoming worried.
"Okay so who do you like?" He smirked with his hands out.
"We know it's one of us. So tell us," Winston chimed in.
I scoffed and crossed my hands over my chest. "Really boys?" I laughed.
"They said they wouldn't work until they knew," Alby chimed in with crossed arms.
"Oh come on. Just tell us," Zart begged.
"Fine. Newt by a long shot," I smiled as i looked at him. He had been leaning against the pole as if he had no interest in knowing but his lips curled into a smile as he lifted his back off the wood.
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"Me?" He said obviously gobsmacked while pointing at his chest.
"Man! I thought it was me," Fry laughed while leaving the room, obviously not fazed by it.
"I guess it's the accent," Minho chuckled as the boys started leaving the room except for me and Newt.
"You like me?" He asked coming a few steps closer. I took his hand and locked out fingers while looking into the brown eyes I loved.
