For Kaylah Marie
You were done with it. The rude and mediocre comments that came from the builder's mouth. He just didn't know when to shut it sometimes and at the same time, as much as he annoyed you. You liked him. You never would admit it. Especially not to his face. Not really.
"Hey, shorty!" It didn't matter how tall you were to any other of the guys here or to anyone else. If it was any different than him, he'd say it. Again, because he couldn't figure out to keep his mouth shut. You walked over to him, storming. You were beyond ticked from this. Annoyed, he manages to annoy you more than Minho does on his sassiest days.
"What, eyebrows?"
"I thought since you are so short that you could end up crawling into this space because, quite frankly, I'm too tall to crawl in there."
You snapped. You tried to control your anger but you wanted to know what this guy really had against you. All you ever did was be nice to him and help him, but he was this rude bastard who couldn't manage to stop teasing you.
"I'm done with this crap, Gally. What is your problem with me? I try to be nice to you, all the time. I try to help you. But you can't get it together. You hate me and tease me for many reasons that I can't seem to understand, at all. Why can't you just man up and tell me what your issue is? I don't like being teased by the one guy that I have romantic feelings for!" Your voice rose up until every last word. Your face was red and fuming, fists clenched by your side.
"I don't hate you."
"Then why?" your voice was desperate. "Why would you do this to me?"
"I like you."
"This has to be some sick joke, you bastard!" You stormed towards him, ready to throw punches. He gently grabbed your fist and held it in his. Your fist slowly unclenched. Why would he joke around about something like that especially after you admitted to having romantic feeling towards him. You were embarrassed. In fact, you immediately ripped your hand away from his and started to walk away.
You didn't get very far before warm, big, calloused hands grabbed your arms and turned you around. "Can I kiss you?"
"Yes?"
"Are you sure? You didn't sound very sure."
You didn't say anything but kissed him instead. You weren't sure, in fact, you still thought that it was a senseless prank from him, but you would enjoy it while it lasted because maybe one kiss would end up making it all better. Maybe your crush would end up disappearing and going away completely.
"hey, want to go on a date with me?" He asked you curiously. "I can set it up for you."
"Yeah, sure, but that teasing. It has to stop."
"I can do that. I've got to scram and get that date set up." He said before rushing off.
You sighed, a smile on your face.

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Maze Runner Imagines and Preferences// Under Editing
FanfictionImagines for the following: -Newt -Thomas -Minho -Gally -Chuck -Brenda -Teresa