Just To Lose Him{UNDER EDITING}

Sequel: Part 1

Newt's POV:
No... I dropped to my knees in the dusty grass, tears cascading down my cheeks. Ive lost him... Tommy, he's gone and I'll never get him back! Chuck placed his hands on my shoulder and I leaned back into his stumpy legs, crying up at the watery blue sky. Gone... I can't hear over the walls so what's the point trying to talk to them... I never got to say my final "I love you".

Wait...

I jumped up quickly, shaking the tears from my cheeks and pushing chuck away. Running over to the newly closed doors, and placed my mouth to the gap and shouted as loud as I could... "ARE YOU GUYS ALRIGHT?" I shouted- clichè I know but what more was I supposed to say? It's not like i was gonna have a conversation about chicken or whatever. Anyway... I waited... And I waited.. And I wai- "NEWT WE'RE FINE WE'LL SURVIVE!" I heard a scream back over the wall! Tommy, he was okay! I smiled widely, resting my forehead on the wall and decided to finally let the world know... "I LOVE YOU THOMAS" I screamed and he replied the same. God I love him. My Tommy. My baby. He's mine and no one else's.

I was still uncomfortably nervous but, it's Tommy, I knew he was going to be okay. I turned round. Gally, Alby and Zart were stood smirking at me. "What...?" I asked confused and they burst out dead crying. "You're saying that shank?!" Zart giggles but Gally grabbed his face and kissed him roughly... Woah.

Thomas' POV:
What do we do now? We're locked in this huge maze with death inevitably coming for us round the corner... My ankles bloody Broke- hah, picking up that British accent whoops- and I cant run. No food, no water... Dead. But i have to keep trying for newt. He means the world to me and I'm not giving up.

We started off toward a new area that'd opened up, Minho jogging precariously infront of me. His hands were shaky and he kept tripping occasionally- this was never like Minho he has such a forward attitude and always knows what to do... "Hey, bud, what's up?" I called out quietly- dangerous move. "Nothing... Shut up shank I can't deal with this," his voice was shaky and I had the feeling he was crying... Minho? Cry? Thomas get your head out the clouds, I told myself, Minho would never cry. It's impossible he has nothing to cry about...

Minho's POV:
I couldn't let Thomas know my feelings or the fact I'm bawling my eyes out 5 feet in front of him... God I'm scared. I don't want to die yet, and what about the glade and my friends, Tommy and Newt... Zart and Gally... And Toka... I don't want to lose him... Wait. I said too much. No.

Regardless, I carried on running ahead, checking every corner for grievers. Bastards. They're the reason the maze is such a dangerous place. Forget getting locked in, that's nothing. It's the grievers- "MINHO LOOK OUT!" Thomas screamed and all I felt was a cold, heavy, thick slime fall over my head and shoulders. Ah shit.