Since That Night (NewtxThomas Maze Runner fanfic)

The L Word

(A/N: I've decided to continue with this. It shall be the bomb dot com v2.0. Well, maybe not that far, but I'll still try to make it pretty good. Sorry, but the chapters will be pretty short. Mostly because I'd like to make it as accurate as possible and that takes thought. Also, because I'm an evil person >:). If you feel like I should do something different, comment. If you have any ideas that might make this better, feel free. I need it. Thank you all so very much for your reviews already. It really motivates me to finish.)

THOMAS' POV

"Minho!" Newt calls after him. He looks at me. Reading his eyes, I see genuine love and concern there. "Tommy, I'm so sorry. I just..I can't..I have to.."

I put my hand up, silencing his frustrated rambling. "Go. He needs you. I know I would."

He gives me a smile, that somehow makes me feel weird inside, and leaves, chasing after his friend. Friend. Maybe they aren't just friends. maybe they're more than friends. That would explain Minho's scene. Then, though, what was tonight? I'm angered as I think about him just using me and tossing me away. I don't like the idea of just being some way to release his sexual frustration. Why do I care? I think. Isn't that what I was doing? That's what I was doing, right? The bad part is that I don't know.  Would it be wrong to love a guy? Well, considering what just happened, I doubt it matters whether I'm heterosexual or not.

Newt peeks his head in. "Oh, you're still here."

I nod. "Yep."

He walks in, closing the door this time. His eyes look worried. "I couldn't catch him." His eyes get that faraway look, and he sighs. "I'm sorry about that Tommy. I can't imagine how you feel right now."

Honestly, I don't even know how I feel right now. "It's ok, Newt. Let's just..go to sleep and worry about this in the morning, ok?" I lie down on the bed, hoping he decides to do the same.

"Yeah. You're right, Greenie. At least in the morning I can think better." He lies next to me and wraps an arm around my waist. "Good night."

I don't know why, but I blush in response and close my eyes. "Good night."

NEWT'S POV

When I wake up, Thomas is under my arms, but his legs are sprawled everywhere. I smile at his awkward position and get up, pushing him off the bed.

"Bloody hell?! What was that?!" Thomas shouts, getting up off of the floor.

"Waking you up. Just because you're the leader's lover, doesn't mean you don't have to do your duties." I walk over to him and help him up. "Get on. Runners leave out shortly." I look out to see that the Gate has already opened to the Maze.

Thomas scowls. "Sorry if I didn't get much sleep last night."

I laugh knowingly and pat him on his back. "Don't worry. You only have to run all day."

He rolls his eyes and leaves, quickly heading out the door. I don't know what it is about Thomas, but that guy makes me shuckin' happy. I feel the need to protect him, and I want to claim him as mine. I would, if it weren't for Minho. I can't hurt him any more. He truly only trusts me. We're closer than any of the other boys out here. But I never thought of being more than just friends. I saw the signs, but I wasn't really sure I thought of him that way. With Thomas, it's different. That guy just does something stupid with my brain. I don't know what the heck I'm supposed to do.