Alby:
"Hey, (Y/N). Is there something you need?", The dark-skinned boy asks you with a slight smile. You noticed that he always has it in your near. "No, I actually have something for you. Clint asked me to give you the list of the supplies they need", you reply as you hold out your hand with the list for him to grab it.
"Ah, thank you", Alby grabs the piece of paper, when his fingers brush over yours. To your surprise, your heart skips a beat because of his touch. At least you are not the only one who feels this way. Alby tries to avoid eye contact, "I guess I see you later then, (Y/N)."
You only nod for an answer, before you almost run away from him like a maniac. "Woah, what's wrong with (Y/N)? She looks like a tomato!", Newt asks his friend chuckling. The Glader doesn't know what to say. His head is just full of thoughts about you. "What the shuck is going on? Alby!", he shakes the leader's shoulder to get his attention.
Newt throws his arms into the air sighing, "Oh my god! You are so totally in love! Just talk to her finally!" Maybe he should gather up his braveness and tell you what he feels for you. But first things first... more dreaming about the "hands touching"-moment.
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maze runner imagines
Teen Fictiondifferent Maze runner imagines Includes: ~Minho ~Ben ~Zart ~Gally ~Newt ~Thomas