maze runner imagines

The rumour ~Newt~

Minho: There's a rumor going around, you know.

You: What rumour?

Minho: Apparently there's this guy who really likes you but doesn't have the guts to tell you.

You: Who is it?

Minho: He'd kill me if I told you.

You: I thought we were best friends.

Minho: He's also one of my best friends.

You: Minho, you're only other best friends are Thomas and Newt and it's definitely not one of them.

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Thomas: Hey Y/N, I heard about the guy who's in love with you.

You: Oh, so he's in love with me?

Newt: No he isn't.

You: Can't you shanks just admit that there is no guy. If there were, you'd at the least give me a name.

Thomas: Mm, no names. But you know him. *winks*

(walk away)

You: I know everyone in the bloody glade.

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Minho: Do you want to know more about your secret admirer?

You: Not really.

Minho: And why not?

You: Because you shanks are playing with me.

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Newt: You alright?

You: *laughs* Just doing my best to stay away from the boys and their secret admirer crap.

Newt: Don't think you have one?

You: Have you met the boys? Of course not. Besides if there were, I don't understand why he wouldn't talk to me.

Newt: Maybe he's afraid you won't like him back.

You: How will he ever know if he won't talk to me?

Newt: Give the shank a break, he's a shy one.

You: So you know him?

Newt: *under his breath* Better than you'd think.

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You: The hints you gave me about the guy. Are they true?

Minho: Yeah he's a shy dude, one of my best friends and won't shut up about you when you're not around.

You: I think I have a clue about who it is.

Minho: It's not all that hard to tell if you pay attention to the way he looks at you.

You: What if it's the guy I'm thinking of?

Minho: I think you know exactly who he is, Y/N.

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You: Guess what? I found out who the secret admirer is.

Newt: Oh..how?

You: Doesn't matter. Do you think now I know he'll grow a pair and ask me out?

Newt: If he does, will you say yes?

You: Only if he stops referring to himself in the third person.

Newt: Okay Y/N, would you like to go out with me?

You: Y'know I always had a thing for boys with accents.