Thomas Sangster, Robbie Kay, Peter Pan, and Newt Imagines

99) Escape (X Male Reader)

A/N: This was also a book idea I had but then I just turned it into an imagine. I have about ten book ideas and I have no idea if I can write all of them, which is why I'm skimming them down. Trying to see which is still book worthy to be written as one or just to be written down as an imagine. This certain imagine might just be short though.

I also have an amazing idea for the 100th imagine! I do hope that you'll love this surprise that I have for all of you.

Special announcement: This book has been here for a year now. I don't remember when I started this book exactly but it was right about in this time. So I just wrote that I started this on December 14, 2016.

I've been here in Wattpad for two years now and I started to write about twelve months ago. I'm so happy to see the progress I've made with my fanfics this year. So thank you guys!

I've also been a Oncer for a year now. I've been one since November 30, 2016. How about you guys, how long have all of you been a Oncer?

Newt X Peter Pan X Male Reader

For about a year, (Y/N) was at the Maze and he hated it there, with every fiber of his being. The only tolerable thing inside, isn't even a thing. It's a person. A person named Newt. He was (Y/N)'s best friend and (Y/N) kept this a secret but he liked Newt a lot more than Newt probably likes him. No one knew of his sexuality and he never planned for anyone to know, not even Newt.

One day, (Y/N) noticed that Newt was acting a little weird. He wasn't running today but (Y/N) was since he was a Runner too, just like Newt. (Y/N) noticed how different his best friend acted, even if he denied it many times. (Y/N) wanted to stay but he couldn't get Minho to give him a day off. So he reluctantly went inside the Maze that day.

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As (Y/N) was running back into the Glade, he heard a scream. A loud and heartbreaking scream by a familiar voice.

Newt.

(Y/N) ran as fast as he can, going through twists and turns of the Maze that he's memorized by heart. He ran and ran until he saw a heartbreaking sight right in front of him. Newt on the ground of the Maze, filled with his blood, and his leg was twisted in such a way that was too heartbreaking to look at.

"Newt!"

(Y/N) didn't care that he was now crying. No sane person wouldn't cry if the person they loved most was dying and worse, tried to kill themselves. Newt's head was on his lap and he was unconscious. His pulse was fading away but it was there.

(Y/N) carried him bridal style inside the Glade where he was being fixed by Clint and Jeff. (Y/N) was filled with a lot of adrenaline when he was running back inside the Glade and he was still filled with it until now.

He needed something to do so that he would get tired. He couldn't keep still. He kept on pacing back and forth outside the Med-Jack's hut. He was also biting his nails which was a nervous habit that he picked up from Newt himself.

The image of Newt's bloody and twisted figure was stuck in (Y/N)'s head. He felt wetness on his cheek and saw that he was still crying. He wiped them away and he did the same with the other tears that flowed from his eyes.

He waited outside the hut for as long as he can remember but still no word from either Clint of Jeff. He didn't want to go inside or intrude, so he ran into the forest of the Glade. There, he was hidden behind huge trees and leaves. He broke down and cried for his best friend could be dying or could already be dead.