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! :)
* This imagine was requested by peace_j13 I hope I did it exactly how you wanted and thank you for being patient with me since I had all the other requests to do. Thank you for the reads and votes :) *
Third person POV
(Y/N)'s lived in this glade for almost three years with only smelly, dirty and loud boys as friends. So that's why when Teresa come up in the box around the third year, she was the most excited.
The two of them immediately clicked, as if they had known each other for our entire lives- and honestly Teresa did know (Y/N) for all that she could remember. The boys knew now that the two of them would always be beside each other, laughing or simply talking. They became instant best friends which was probably the best thing for them.
Since Teresa and (Y/N) were this close, it didn't take long for them to share secrets. They told each other everything - which for Teresa wasn't much- whenever they had the chance. Like today for example.
The girls had ran off to their shared room in the homestead right after dinner, telling the boys to leave them alone for an hour or so. Of course, two of them ignored. Thomas had convinced Newt to follow him after the girls even though Newt was completely against it.
"Come on Newt! Don't you wanna know what those girls talk about when we're not around?" Thomas asked the blond boy who only raised an eyebrow.
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"No?!" He shouted, half disgusted Thomas /did/ want spy. "I wanna give those bloody girls privacy. I don't wanna snoop on them."
"But somewhere in that crazy brain of yours, you are curious. You wanna know if (Y/N) talks about you like you talk about her. You wanna know if she feels the same way as you. The only way you're gonna know is if you come with me." Thomas knew Newt's pressure points and (Y/N) was definitely the biggest.
And it was true. Somewhere deep inside Newt's messy mind was the want to snoop on the girls. He did want to know how (or if) (Y/N) talked about him. He wanted to know if the girl he spent hours thinking about, thought about him to. This might have been the only way for him to find out.
It went against everything Newt stood for, but he followed Thomas towards the homestead.
"So," Teresa dragged out the word turning to her best friend, "what boy has the honor of taking over your mind all the time?"
(Y/N) giggled with red cheeks, but looked down at her hands in her lap. "Nobody. I-I don't like anybody."
"Your red cheeks tell me otherwise, honey," she chuckled rolling her eyes.
"Tell me who you like first! Then, I'll maybe tell you who I like." Teresa scoffed and tossed a pillow at her. The girls laughed loud enough to miss the creaking of the floorboards under the boy's feet outside the door. The boys pressed their ears to the door and each put a finger to their lips to quiet the other.
"It's obvious! I mean, he was the only person I talked to before I saw you. It's Thomas," her voice dramatically lowered when she whispered his name.
"You two would be so cute!" (Y/N) gushed while throwing the pillow back at Teresa. "I also know he has he hots for you."
Teresa laughed at (Y/N)'s wiggling eyebrows and asked, "how?"
"Well first Newt told me that he never stops talking about you and you see it when he looks at you. It's definitely more than friends. Plus, he always has a dribble of drool on the corner of his lip when he sees you in that tight shirt." Teresa fell over laughing while Thomas flushed a deep red outside. He hadn't realized he did all those things- especially the drool.
"Fine! Now that we've humiliated me, tell me who you like. I mean I'm sure if I just, ya'know open my eyes I can see it. It doesn't take a scientist to see the chemistry between you two," Teresa smirked. It was (Y/N)'s turn to laugh but with the boys, Newt was filled with anger more than embarrassment. Who could this boy be that (Y/N) was so close with?
"I can't help it," (Y/N) breathed and flipped backwards on the bed, smitten. She covered her face with her hands and giggled into them. Teresa poked her exposed stomach and told her to admit it. "Alright! It's Newt."
Newt was sure they could hear his gasp from behind the door. He slammed his hand over his mouth and turned, wide eyed, over to Thomas. Thomas smirked and nudged his friend.
"I mean, there's nothing not to like about him. His hair, his smile, his eyes, his arms, and oh god... his hot accent!" The girls giggled and flailed their arms over dramatically. "But he wouldn't go for a girl like me. He's too... I'm just... I'm not his type."
"No, that's not true," Newt muttered and clasped his hand over his mouth again. Only this time, the girls heard.
Teresa stood up first and put her finger to her lip. She creeped up to the door and put her hand on the handle. She mouthed a countdown before ripping the door back.
"AHA!" She shouted and pointed at the two boys now on the floor. They both looked up, guilt written clear on their faces especially since Newt couldn't look (Y/N) in the eye.
"We were, uh... walking by?" Thomas grinned innocently.
"Mhmm," Teresa hummed. "Come on, you snoop." She grabbed Thomas's earlobe and pulled him towards the stairs.
Newt scrambled to his feet, only before taking (Y/N)'s extended hand to help him up. He mumbled a thank you and stood awkwardly in the doorframe.
"I know you heard what I said," (Y/N) spoke softly. "I really hope your silence means you like me back or else this is very embarrassing for me."
There was a long and unnerving pause before Newt finally talked. "I do. Like you back, I mean. I was just too scared to tell you."
"I was too scared to tell you too," (Y/N) smiled. Newt linked their fingers and closed most of the space between them. "You know, it's not nice to spy on your girlfriend."
His face paled and his eyes widened. "I'm so sorry! It was all Tommy! He's the one who said to do it and then he... wait, you said girlfriend?"
"Do you not want me to be?" (Y/N) smirked.
"No, no, no, I-i do! I've wanted you to be my girlfriend for a while now and-" (Y/N) cut Newt off by pressing both of her hands to his cheeks and pressing their lips together. He took a moment to shake off the shock and kissed her lovingly back.
(Y/N) pulled back when they both needed air and filled the silence with her giggles. "I'm dating a snoop."
Newt smiled and put his arms around her waist. "Yeah, but you love it. That, and my hot accent." It was (Y/N)'s turn to turn pale and bury her face in his neck.
The two of them would continue their lives in the glade with crazy best friends and a playful relationship, and they were both perfectly happy with it.
