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! :)
The large burning bonfire in the center of the glade sent calming heat through my body as I watched some gladers fool around it. Most boys had jars of Gally's drink in their hands while others were left as their guards so they didn't do any stupid things while intoxicated.
Teresa was sitting to my right and my other friend Minho was on my left. We were laughing over the wrestling match between Gally and a builder named Jackson. Teresa handed me her jar so I could take a sip of the foul drink.
I glanced over at her to say thank you and something else caught my eye. At the edge of the center of the glade was Newt and Thomas facing the doors of the maze. Thomas looked over at Newt before leaning in. Newt suddenly started leaning in too. They were gonna kiss!
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"(Y/N)! Earth to (Y/N)!" Minho yelled in my ear. I got up and stormed off to the council hall across the glade for a moment of quiet.
"(Y/N)! What's wrong?" Teresa asked following me. I could hear her and other heavier footsteps behind me but I kept running. They followed me into the council hall where I picked up a stick and broke it in half before throwing it into the sand under me.
"What's the matter with you?" Minho asked putting his hands on his hips.
"Thomas! Newt likes Thomas!" I yelled breaking the stick again. "I mean I understand that he can like whoever he wants but I mean, he likes boys and I'm not one! How come he doesn't like Teresa or something if not me? Now I have absolutely zero chance at him!"
"(Y/N), what happened?" Teresa asked still trying to make sense of my pathetic explanation.
"Thomas and Newt kissed. I saw them both lean in at the bonfire." Minho started laughing so I threw my other stick at him.
I groaned while flopping onto the ground. Teresa came over and placed my head in her lap. It wasn't the fact that he found a guy- I was perfectly okay with his sexuality- but still it was upsetting knowing I can't be with him because of what gender i was. Urgh! This is crazy!
"(Y/N) I'm sure Newt's not gay. Thomas either, for Teresa's case," Minho added with a hint of a smirk. Teresa rolled her eyes and brushed my hair with her fingers.
"I mean, what does Tommy have that I don't?" I asked covering my face with my hands.
"Well for one, he has in his pants a-" Minho began but I cut him off.
"Finish that sentence and I'll chop off yours," I growled and laid back down. He laughed at me and kicked my side lightly. "What if we hook Thomas up with Teresa! Then Newt will have no one to turn to but me!" I cringed at my thought and covered my face again.
"Honey, it'll be fine. You probably just saw wrong?" She said attempting to make me feel better. I guess I had to be okay with this. I couldn't change the way he felt and I was gonna have to get over it.
"I'm just gonna go to sleep guys. Thanks for trying to help me," I said standing up. Since Teresa and I were sharing a room together, she walked with me to our room and got into her own makeshift bed.
I pulled the blankets over my head and deeply sighed. I guess if I would want Newt with anybody it would be Thomas.
Newt's POV
After Tommy and I laughed for a good five minutes, we saw Minho come over to us while laughing too. He plopped down beside me and put his arms behind his head.
"What's bloody gotten into you?" I asked sitting up from the log.
He sat up and smirked. Oh no, something bad happened. "I just had to deal with a panicking (Y/N) for ten minutes."
"What? What's wrong with (Y/N)? Is she okay?" I became worried to know if something bad had happened to her. It wasn't a secret I had a big crush on her.
"She's fine, she's fine. But she saw you two kiss so she thinks you're playing for the other field," he said. Thomas busted out laughing beside me as Minho fell onto the floor laughing too.
"What?!" I screamed but he didn't answer. (Y/N) thought I liked boys? She thought I was into Thomas?! "We didn't actually kiss! We thought it was a joke so we both leaned in!"
"She didn't think it was a joke!" Minho squealed through laughter as him and Thomas rolled around the floor. They eventually composed themselves and wiped off the tears from their cheeks.
There was no way she thought that? I mean we didn't even kiss! We just leaned in and we laughed right before we actually did it. How am I supposed to explain to my crush that I'm not actually gay.
"Oh it was hilarious!" Minho continued, "she was going on and on about how she wished it had was her you liked and not Thomas. She liked you as much as you like Thomas apparently."
"This isn't funny! The girl I've loved for two years thinks I like boys. That's not okay," I yelled making the conversation turn serious.
"Okay Newt, look we'll figure this out. For now though, I think you and Thomas need some more some time," Minho bursted out laughing again.
I got up and ignored the two of them asking me where I was going. I was going to go settle this now. I could not have the girl I love thinking I swung the other way. I wanted her to know I liked her!
I went to her room in the homestead that her and Teresa shared and knocked on the door. I heard shuffling of feet before someone opened the door. Teresa stood there with her head only poking out of a small crack in the door.
"Yes Newt, how may I help you?" She asked keeping me from seeing inside.
"Can I talk to (Y/N)? Please? It's important," I said hoping she would just get out of the way. She looked behind her quickly before sighing and opening the door. She left and closed the door behind her so (Y/N) and I could be alone.
She was sitting on her bed with tears on her cheeks and a tear stained shirt in her hands. She looked up at me and tried wiping off her face. "What- what do you need, Newt?" She was trying to sound okay but I knew her better.
I didn't feel like talking- just yet. I wanted to do something first while I still had the courage. I marched towards her and lifted her off the bed. I cupped both of her cheeks and crashed my lips onto hers.
I wasn't sure how she was feeling, but fireworks blew up in my body. Her lips were soft and tasted salty from her tears but I didn't mind. It only took a second for her to kiss me back while putting her hands on my waist. I deepened our kiss while lifting her off the bed and pulling her into my chest.
She broke the kiss by pulling out lips away but leaving our noses and foreheads together. We were panting heavily into each other's breaths so we could calm our heart rates down. She looked up at me so I could melt into her (Y/E/C) eyes.
"B-but what about Tommy?" She whispered in a tiny voice.
"I don't like Tommy, I like you. Plus, he's bloody head over heels for Teresa. Just like I am for you," I answered while leaning in to give her another kiss. "May I kiss you again?"
She licked her lips and nodded. I broke the space between us so our lips could mold as one once again.
