Newt picked me up and twirled me around. "Newt! Put me down!" I giggled. "Not until you tell me." He stated and kept me locked in his arms. I craned my head around so I could give him a mischievous grin. Of course I wasn't gonna tell him. He had been bugging me just like every other Glader about who I liked here in the glade. This was one of the many faults of being the only girl in the glade. And I'd rather spend the night in the maze then tell Newt that I liked him.
I somehow squirmed out of his grasp and ran to homestead with Newt limping after me. I got to my room but not quick enough because Newt barged through the door seconds later. "Who is it?" he asked closing in on me.
"Nobody."
"You're really bad at lying love."
"Why do you need to know?"
"Because I care about you and don't want some shuck face to break your heart."
"Oh he would never break my heart."
"How do you know?"
"Because I know you'd never break my heart." I said and with a surge of confidence I reached up and placed my lips on his. We broke apart and I looked up at his face. "I like you too." He said with a goofy grin. I giggled and leaned in for another kiss.
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Thomas Brodie Sangster & Newt Imagines
FanfictionJust some Imagines I wrote about the amazing TBS and Newt.