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! :)
"Everyone just look around and see if you can find anything," Thomas offered as we all took one of the flashlights he had in his hand.
Newt lightly took my arm and helped guide me towards littered tables. We rummaged through them keeping some part of us touching so we wouldn't be separated. We were like this in the maze too since we found strength and calmness in the other.
He looked over at where Fry was staring. Teresa's was taking her shirt off behind a small curtain. I scoffed and walked towards a table across the room. He quickly wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my cheek.
"Love, I wasn't looking like that. I know we're all stressed. Just calm down," he whispered into my ear. I spun around and wrapped my arms around his torso. Our lives were lost.
In the glade, we had order, a system, family. Now we were literally lost, running for our lives and starving. We had lost so many people which broke my heart. People like Alby, like Zart, like Chuck and Gally would never see this.
On top of everything, we were given horrific news yesterday from Ratman. Some of us weren't immune to the flare, the love of my life being one of them. One day met would turn into one of those cranks and it destroyed me.
"Shh it's okay my love," he shushed my crying.
"I can't lose you to that disease," I cried noticing Fry and Aris noticed me and stopped searching.
"You're not losing me. I'm not getting sick, love. I'll be here with you forever, okay?" I nodded while he pecked my lips.
"We'll make sure nothing happens to him (Y/N)," Fry added and patted my back.
"Hey guys, check this out," Winston said taking us down a short hallway. Teresa and the other boy Jack followed silently behind.
Winston led us to a group of backpacks lined against a wall. We each took one and strapped them on after searching through them.
Suddenly, we heard yelling coming from down the long hallway. At the end was Minho and Thomas frantically running with their flashlights darting in every direction. We narrowed our eyes seeing now the staggering people chasing them.
"Hey! Run!" Thomas shouted when it finally clicked. They weren't people. They were cranks.
"Oh shit," Newt breathed and secured his backpack while putting his hand on my waist. We slowly backed away waiting for the other two to join.
When they caught up, Frypan tossed a backpack at Thomas who slipped it onto his back. Newt pushed my waist gently directing me towards the opposite direction of the cranks.
We ran down the hall until we came to a set of escalators. All them were not working, obviously, so we each found a side to run up.
"Thomas! Minho! What the hell are those things?" Winston yelled as we reached the top of the next floor.
"They're cranks! The things infected people turn into," I yelled feeling my chest tighten not just from the run.
We reached another set of stairs but were stopped when one crank came from behind a corner. Aris ran forward with a baseball bat in his hand. A few shouted for him to stop as he slammed it into the cranks kneecap.
It was sent flying into our feet as we screamed and jumped over it. It gripped my boot as I slammed my heel other into its face. It's hands released as Newt grabbed my hand and pulled me up the set of stairs.
Just as I made it up two steps, another set of hands grabbed my ankle. I gasped before gripping onto the handles. I found a sledgehammer on it and grabbed it tightly. I slammed my arm down into the cranks face as it fell on the ground with a bashed in face.
"Baby come on!" Newt yelled pushing me so I was in front of him. We came to the top floor and met the others as we ran down another hallway with dirty glass on one side and a ledge on the other.
"Keep going!" Thomas encouraged us. Newt's hand slipped off my back as he slowed down a little.
Suddenly, I heard the crashing of glass behind me and a loud thump. I spun around and screamed. "Newt!"
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He was pinned down on the ground by a crank who was attempting to bite him. Newt was pushing against its shoulders with a sickening scared face.
I didn't think twice as I charged the crank and tackled it over. We crashed through the glass as my hand gripped the handle bar tightly. The crank rolled off me as I held onto the ledge.
"(Y/N)!" Newt yelled as hands grabbed my arms and pulled me up. I was placed on the ground and quickly was slung under someone's arm.
Newt had his arm around me as we ran again towards the others. He looked unharmed which took all the weight off my chest.
We ran down another hallway until we came to a set of double doors. Thomas pushed on them and found they were locked. Him and Minho pushed against them with some running starts.
"I'll hold them back!" Winston called as he help up the gun he stole from Wicked earlier.
Newt just pulled me into his chest with tears clouding his eyes. "You almost died for me. Why did you risk your life for me?"
"Guys get that door open!" Teresa screamed as I kissed Newt with every ounce of energy I had. We had been in situations like this and obviously we had kissed before but this was different. I had given him my everything in this once kiss.
"I'm not losing you. I already said that. God I love you," I cried and kissed him even harder- if that was even possible.
"Move!" Frypan yelled before charging at the door with his shoulder first. He rammed into it and broke its lock as the door swung open.
We all ran through it except Winston had been last. As he went through, hands grabbed his backpack and pulled him back. We all grabbed a part of him and pulled him back while Minho pushed the door closed to keep the other cranks out.
He screamed as hands dug into his stomach. Blood was drawn as Winston was finally pulled from the door. Minho kept it closed as Frypan and i helped keep Winston upright. I especially didn't want Newt carrying Winston with his ankle so I told him to run ahead with Thomas and Teresa.
"Minho lets go!" I called out as he hesitated before running towards us.
Cranks rushed into the room after us but stayed about the same distance for a while until we were gaining speed. We ran for a long time until we found a low ledge to hide under.
We crawled down and huddled into each other and covered our mouths. Newt had his arms around me and his head on my shoulder. It was silent except for his soft whimpers as he sobbed into my shoulder.
"(Y/N), quiet him," Minho growled in a whisper. I grabbed Newt's cheeks and pulled him to my lips. He froze as I left our lips still but together. No movement or noise came from anyone as I took my lips off and pulled our cheeks together with no space between us.
I knew he was probably angry at me for saving him but I didn't care. I would do it again a million times. I would go to the ends of the earth to keep him safe. That including this dumb disease.
