The Maze Runner Preferences

ipod Shuffle Preferences 3

Gally:

Believe it or Not- The Greatest American Hero Theme

Gally.

You'd picked Gally of all people to fall in love with.

And he'd picked you to return the favour.

You'd never experienced anything quite so unbelievable, and that was saying something. Nothing this joyous ever happened in the Glade.

But, believe it or not, this was happening. You'd found each other.

Minho:

Small Bump- Ed Sheeran

It was all so perfect.

It was just as you'd planned. A child. A baby. You and Minho would be parents.

You, of course, were incredibly excited. You were overjoyed.

But Minho was something else altogether. He spent every minute of every day talking about the things he'd get to do when he finally met his son or daughter. When he really became a dad. He loved your baby more than you ever could have anticipated. It was a dream come true, one that you'd get to share for the rest of your lives. A real chance at happiness

Which is why it hurt so much to lose it.

Newt:

A/N: ARE YOU SERIOUS, iPOD???

Beam Me Up- P!nk

You still thought about it now. The day Thomas had told you. The day he'd finally plucked up the courage to break the news.

That Newt was dead. Thomas had killed him.

Some part of you had always hoped you'd bump into him one day and he'd be okay. He'd be free of the Flare. A miracle would have happened. 

Instead, you could only crave the day you'd get to see him again. The day you'd stop feeling so empty inside. The day you'd finally be happy again.

Instead, you pushed on, constantly reminded of the boy you'd loved and lost. You'd picked a star- the brightest in the sky- and named it after him. It was the closest thing you had to his beautiful smile, guiding you through it all.

Thomas:

Million Years Ago- Adele

I'm not who I used to me.

That's what you told yourself, trying to make up for the things you'd done. Back when it was you and Thomas against them all. Against humanity.

What you'd done was unforgivable. You knew that. You could see it in the eyes of the people woh remembered. Memory was overrated. That was apparent now. 

You'd worked for WICKED. You'd supported the worst kinds of torture, of human experiments. You'd made all the wrong decisions. 

You missed your naivety. The times before WICKED. Before you did it all, and before you remembered doing it all. Ignorance really was bliss.