The Glade's Stories ( Under Editing)

This love is good, this love is bad...

* Okay, so in this story both girls and boys lives in the Glade. Y/N is one of those five girls, and she - as a big part of us - is desperately in love with Newt.

You were in the Glade for like a month now and everything had become very usual to you at that point. the way things were handle there, the way the supplements always came through the box.
and despite your major curiosity, after the many stories Newt had told you, you figure it was better not ask too much about what was going on in the Glade. and your day resume to just helped in everything, essentially in the kitchen even though you wasn't a wonderful cook.
you hated that shit.

you made a lot of friends, too. Minho was the funniest of all. He alwayalways makes you laugh even when he was angry, not to mention he was sooo hot. you would be lying if you said you never imagined all the kinds of scenarios with minho, but... he was too sassy for you.
Thomas was always trying to know somenthing about the Glade, and always had that thing that he already saw everything before. It was so annoying, but he was okay.

And then, there was Newt. Of all the boys, you spend most of your time with him.
When you arrived into Glade, terrified, he paced you down and showed you all the territory on the traditional tour. He was so sweet and so inteligent, you tried not to messed up anything, but everytime you saw him coming, your heart pounds in your chest in a strange way. When he smiles you fell the skin on your face burning red.

You was so in love with him.
You were so fucked.
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- Hey, - You heard Newt's voice calling your name, he came limping slighty in your direction.- can I talk to you for a second?

- Sure, what is it?

- Not here.

He lead you to a hide place, near to the deadheads forest. It was one of your favorite places to go when you want to be alone and talk to yourself.
When you want some peace.

The wind was dancing through the whole Glade that afternoon, but the sky had that strange tone of grey. You guys sat on the floor one in front of the other.

He gave you a little smile and your heart pumped painfully.

- Don't bloody look at me like that.

The way he keep using the word "bloody" in all his bloody sentences was so cute...

- What do you want, Newt? - You asked smilling.

- I wanted to spend a little time with you.

You smiled again cuz you, yourself, missed those moments with him so much.
Suddenly he look at the horizon, with a sudden stern look at his face.

- What? - you ask, looking at him.

- Ya wanna know what I've been thinking?

- Yeah. Actually, I do.

- Why we, suddenly, haven't spent most of our time together anymore?

- I don't know... Maybe we need to be in different places. You know, for the tasks.

- Yes, maybe. But...

He look like he was trying to say something, but couldn't find the right words.

- Newt, what is it?

-You know... - He begun, still staring at the horizon. -When I wake up in the Glade a couple months ago, I was so disoriented, I didn't understood what I was doing here with all those bloody shanks. Almost klunk in my bloody pants. I try to keep doing what I was suppoused to do. - He paused for a minute.- I was a runner, ya know.

- You were?

-Yeah.

- It was doing the runnings that you hurt your leg?

He finally look at you. His forehead was frowned.

- I try to kill myself.

You audibly tried to catch your breath, not being able to say something after that, you didn't even knew how the conversation lead to that matter.

- Oh my God, I'm sorry, Newt I shoudn't...

- I'ts okay.

You guys kept in a tangible silence for a couple minutes, so he try again.

- So, anyway, what lead me to do that - he nod to his injuried leg- Was that... I didn't saw a future for me in here. I was depressed, angry with everybody. I didn't saw a reason to live.

- Newt... You don't have to...

- Alby saved my life. In that time he was a runner to. So I survived, with a little... problem.- He was obviously trying to open himself, but was painful, you reach for his hand and squeezed tight. He look at it with a almost painfully gaze.- So after that, I kept my butt in here 24-7. Being the second in comand.- He drew the quotation marks in the air. - It had been very... boring, ya know?! But I understand even on that time, that we're in this together. We have to help each other to make this whole thing work. No matter what happen, we will help each other. I hope - i really hope that we, that we all stay together until the end.

- Yeah, I guess you're right but... I still don't understand what you're trying to say.

- It's bloody hard to say that.

-Try me.

- I think... This is not a good idea.

- No! Newt, I wanna hear it. Please.

He took a deep breath, with his eyes closed. His hands twitched on his lap, what the fuck was going on ?

"Newt, what's the matter? Talk to me"

- W-when I first saw you in the box,- he started after a pause.- I never thought I would regret trying to kill myself so much as I did on that very moment.

Silence.
Your heart stop for a moment. His face was so emotional that the urge to kiss him was almost overwhelming.

- I never, since I realize we where trap in this maze, never wanted to live this much. S-so i can be... at your side.

Another pause.

- I'm in love with you. I bloody know that now. I'm in love with you and I'm terrified.

- Newt ...

- I'll understand if-- I just wanted to say it at once...

And just like that you kissed him, without thinking straight. His lips were so dry and impatient, but it didn't felt bad at all.
Actually, you don't remember being that happy in you life. He caressed your hair with such a gentle gesture... It was like you where floating.

After a brief moment you guys halted the make out session. Your lips red and flush from the kissing.

- I always loved you... - I whispered looking into his sparkling green eyes.

He smiled, closing them and you could notice the shivers on his very skin. You where shaking from head to toe. With a deadly cold hand, you caressed his cheek looking straight to his relaxed face, trying to eternalize that fantastic moment.

You kissed him again, refusing to believe that what you most wanted in your life finally had happened.