WILL HE ➳ THE MAZE RUNNER

ONE

WILL HE
CHAPTER ONE

The glade. To Newt it was a prison, the four grey walls of the maze were a depressing contrast to the bright greenery of the the place they called home. Newt was considered to be quite a laid back kind of guy, all the boys tended to leave him to his own thing. He found himself in his own little world constantly, he guessed it was a way of coping; everyone has their own ways.

The sun was still beaming down on them but Newt could feel the air getting colder. A chill ran over him, giving him goosebumps. He always felt on edge and hated the uneasiness he got when his friends were running that dreaded labyrinth.

The British boy found himself stareing intently at the doors of the maze, his eyebrows knitted together in worry. The air around him continued to plummet in temperature and the colder it became the more concerned Newt was. He bit his lip nervously as his leg started to jerk up and down. Since his duties had finished he had nothing more to take his mind of the probability that they would not return.

Newt was suddenly jerked out of his daze when some of the gladers started to run towards the still open doors. They were back. A smile started to stretch across his face and he jumped up and sprinted towards the maze entrance as four very exhausted boys ran back into the glade.

Newt ran straight into the welcoming arms of a certain boy, a giant grin painted on both of their faces. The boy wrapped his strong arms tightly around Newts waist as if he was going to slip away from him.

"You're back" Newt whispered relief flooding his voice as he hid his face in the boys neck.

"Of course, I promised I'd never leave your side," Ernest replied his voice filled raw with emotion. They both pulled away from each other whilst still holding their gaze intensely.

"So second in command, haven't you got duties to be filling out." Ernest asked with a cocky grin on his face. Newt just shook his head in amusement, knowing Ernest knew he had already completed them.

"You hungry?" Newt cocked his head to the side in an endearing way, luring Ernest to move closer. His question was defiantly more of a statement than a question considering any who had been running all day would be starved.

Lingering for a few seconds longer Newt grabbed Ernest's hand and pulled him towards Frypan's kitchen. The food he made always tasted out of this word but in reality the boys knew it was becuase they had been slaving away all day. Snatching two plates of questionable meat up, Newt and Ernest settled themselves in the corner away from everyone else.

The two boys eat in comfortable silence just enjoying each other's presence. The warm summer sun had almost fully set and the dark, chilly night was rolling in - signalling a new day was just on their horizon. It was only a matter of time before Ernest broke the silence.

"So the runners think we have found something" Newt turned towards his companion and analysised his face which had lit up with the excitement of something unknown.

"A way out of here?" Newt asked tentivly trying not to let his voice tremble.

"Yeah, well at least a start to finding that. They want us to run out to the area very soon, no point waiting around." Ernest replied not noticing Newt biting his lip nervously.

"It's going to be dangerous, isn't it." He said not even asking, he just knew due to the fact Ernest was withholding most of the details.

"Just a little bit, nothing life threatening, I assure you love," he winked at Newt showing his overconfidence regarding the situation,"besides I'm one of the best runners here besides Minho. I got this."

Newt nodded slowly, worry still clouding his thoughts like a storm. He didn't want to say anything that would lead to an argument but he definently didn't like the sound of this. Considering that Ernest was only a runner, Newt decided to bring the matter up with Minho tommrow morning. He was the head runner, at least that was the reason Newt told himself.

Looking over at Ernest he smiled, the fire lit up his sharp features, illuminating his face. The warmth of the fire and Ernest who was sitting close enough to Newt that thier legs were touching made him feel safe and secure.

Ernest looked over at Newt and caught him smiling which prompted Newt to duck his head a way form him, hiding the redness spreading on his face. A joyful laugh escaped his lips at the embarrassment Newt could still feel around him.Ernest decided to Nudge him with his elbow to get Newt's attention again. When Newt eventually looked back up at him, Ernest blew him a kiss, the simple gesture filled with love and kindness. Newt smiled back at him, his smile that contained collosal amounts of admiration for the strong yet soft runner practically sitting on top of him.

"Hey I am going to go speak with Minho and catch up with him, you going to be able to take care of yourself." Newt joked lighthearltly whilst also managing to convay massive amounts of sass.

"I'm sure I'll survive for a little while without you" Ernest replied rolling his eyes playfully.

"Good" Newt smiled as he turned and sprinted across the glade to where he knew Minho would be.

"Hey Minho can I talk to for a second" Newt asked the sturdy boy who was learning against a tree.

"Of course I mean you are 2nd in command." Minho said laughing at his own joke. Flashing him a grin Newt began to get serious.

"Look it's about this 'thing' you found. I don't think you should rush in all guns a blazing, maybe hang back for a few days, it could be a trap"

"where'd you hear about that Newt it was supposed to be secret?" Minho decided to ask even know he had a good guess who'd told him.

"Ernest told me but don't reprimand him for it. Look I'm just slightly worried something bad will happen if you go rushing straight in without some sort of plan." Newt sighed concern etched on his face. Minho narrowed his eyes in thought, going over Newts points in his head.

"Look I'll think about it, personally I think you're right, we need to be cautious but I'll get our runners vote before any final decisions are made."

"Thanks Minho." Newt smiled gratefully at him before heading towards his sleeping area where Earnest has already slipped into a peaceful slumber.