Random Maze Runner

Dear Minho,

Hey guys so since I'm sick at home, you guys get a post early in the day!!!!

Yay!!!!!

(Thominho btw)

Dear Minho,

Hey buddy, hope everything's going well. I'm really sorry about our fight. I know you didn't mean what you said. Well, at least I hope you don't.

I'm a coward. I think you've always known that. Hell I think I've always known that. Yet through everything you stood by my side. All those times I wanted to quit, all those times I wanted to give up and go home, all those times I gave in to something I knew was wrong. Yet you never left. You kept me going, from giving in, from leaving. You saved me from making poor decisions, even though I still made some. You never gave up on me.

You've always been my best friend, since my first day at WICKED. You helped me understand who I was, and what I wanted in life. You saved my ass more than once, and this is how I repay you, by writing you this letter. By the time you read this, I'll be miles away, back in Alaska where I know that I will be safe.

You're probably wondering why I left. I didn't leave because of the fight. I left because, I'm hopelessly in love with you. And I know that I would of never had the courage to say that in real life, or at least, while you could respond to me at least. That's why I left. I couldn't handle the idea of spending the rest of my life pretending that I'm not in love with you. I couldn't.

I hope you can forgive me. For everything. You're my best friend, and I'm kinda glad we were put in that maze. Because we were able to meet, and become friends. I miss you already.

                                   Your best friend,
                                                 Thomas

Third person pov:

Minho read the words on the paper over and over and over, pinching himself to make sure this isn't all a dream.

Thomas left, He thought. I need to find him before he gets on that plane.

Minho ran at top speed out to his car, jumped in, and started it. He sped down the road as fast as possible, going at least twenty miles over the speed limit.

What if he's already gone? Minho thought. I can't let that happen.

I can't lose him.

In no time flat he pulled up to the airport. He ran through the place, looking everywhere for his friend. He ran down to the exit in which his friend's plane would of been. People sat around, playing on their phones or chatting with their friends.

Minho scanned each and everyone in that room.

Thomas was no where to be seen.

He's gone. Minho thought, his heart falling. He dropped his head, turned, and walked through the doors.

"Minho?" A voice said, coming from the room.

Minho spun around, and sure enough, there was Thomas. He had his bag in one hand and an travel ticket in the other.

"What are you doing here?" He snapped, looking angry.

Minho couldn't of cared less.

He ran to his friend and threw his arms around his neck and buried his face into his shoulder.

"I thought you had left." Minho cried. "You forgot something."

"What is it?" Thomas asked.

Minho smiled and kissed Thomas. Fireworks went off in Minho mind. His whole existence felt just.

Minho was no longer afraid.

And neither was Thomas.

Hey that wasn't too bad.

You wanted Thominho and you got Thominho.

Also I realised that I've been spelling Alby wrong.

It's A-L-B-Y

Not A-B-L-Y

Oh well, I don't thing any one noticed it.

Hope you all liked it, and you all are having a great day!!!!!

Also, today is Brendon Urie Birthday!!!!!!!!!❤️❤️❤️🎈🎈🎉🎊🎉🎊🎁🎈

Edited by Grimm_Greaser_250

Love y'all,
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