Girl of the Glade

Newt's Confession...

Y/N's POV:
As I walk into what Alby calls an "infirmary" to visit Newt, I feel a hand gently grab my wrist. I spin around to see Jeff.
"Hey Y/N! I'm so glad you here!" He exclaims happily.
"Hey Jeff" I say quietly, pulling my hand out of his grip.
"Oh, I'm so sorry about that, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable I just didn't know any other way to get your attention" He apologises.
"It's ok," I tell him, "So, why are you so happy to see me then? I feel like a burden around here." I sigh
"You? A burden? Hardly! That's just what Gally thinks, and he's just being stupid, also, not many people around here like him that much so no one actually agrees with him!" He begins.
"Anyways, as I was saying, Newts been asking for you all day, I was just about to send Clint off to go and get you from your hut! But I guess you must have just read my mind, huh?"
"Yeah... I guess so" my voice begins to trail off.
I think about turning back, not visiting him. Maybe Gally was right, maybe it was my fault. I mean, the Box hasn't gone back down since I arrived, and we're running out of supplies. Jeff soon interrupts my thoughts.
"Anyways, he's in Room 2, I'll see ya later Y/N!" Jeff shouts as he walks out of the infirmary and heads off towards Alby's hut.
I walk towards Room 2 and slowly place my hand of the door handle, I hesitate, before pulling the handle down towards the tiled flooring and pushing the door open. The room has cream walls, with a single window. The floor is covered in light blue tiles and the only furniture is a small, metal table, a old, blue leather chair and a large, but quite low down, double bed with a thick blue checkered quilt covering it, barely just touching the floor.
Newt is sitting up in his bed, looking out of the window, humming quietly to himself.
"Newt?" I ask, he turns his head to look at me. His face is covered in scratches, cuts and bruises. I already feel the tears wealing up in my eyes. I can't stand to see him like. The tears begin to stream down my face. This is all my fault. I did this to him.
I feel arms wrap around me. I look up to see that Newt has jumped off his bed and ran towards me, pulling me in a tight squeeze.
"Please don't cry, love..." He pleads.
"I can't help it... This is all my fault... I made you do this... It's all my fault... just like Gally said..." I manage to say through the sobbing and the tears.
He pushes me away, his hands still gripping my shoulders, he begins to talk in a stern voice;
"Don't blame yourself! This was not you fault! It was choice! I hate this place Y/N! But when you came up in that Box, I suddenly didn't mind it anymore!" He begins.
"Your voice always calms me, your always there for me, your sweet, kind and beautiful. Every time I talk to you, I forget I am in this prison, surrounded by walls. When you talk to me, I feel like I'm living a normal life in the outside world!" He pulls me into another hug, and gently kisses me on the forehead.
"This is not your fault, ok love?" He says. I nod through the tears.
We stand there for a few moments, both of unsure of what to say. Newt is thinking about something, I can tell my the expression of his face, two little wrinkles appear by each of his eyebrows, as he scowls at his own thoughts. I break his path of thought.
"Why do you call me that?" I ask him. He turns to look at me, his face bright red with embarrassment.
"Call you what?" He questions, blushing, even though he knows exactly what I'm talking about.
I can feel my face blushing bright red.
"Ya know..." I hesitate, but continue;
"Love, why do you call me that?" I ask him again.
"Uhhhh.....I guess....It's because...... I.... love you, Y/N" He says shyly. I'm taken aback by his words. I stand there for a moment, shock running through my head.
Newt loves me?
"How can you love someone like me, Newt?" I ask him.
I look up at him. His eyes are staring down at me, like he's waiting for a response. I love him too. But I don't know what to say, or how to say it. My heart beat quickens. Newt senses this.
I feel his right arm wrap around my waist and pull my closer to him. With his left hand, he cups my face. He leans in towards me.
Then, he kisses me.
In the spur of the moment, I shock myself, as well as him.
I kiss him back.
His lips are soft and gentle. He runs his hand down my face and neck to my arm. I run my hand through his messy, sandy blonde hair. After a few moments we both pull away, he places his forehead against mine, I feel his heavy breathing against my skin.
"I can love you, Y/N, because your like no one else." He begins
"Your strong, curious, brave, and sometimes I feel like you have a death wish. But that's what I love about you! And no one can change that."

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Hey guys!
Woo finally! I was looking forward to writing this chapter for so long!! I hope you all enjoyed it!
That next chapter will be when Gally is banished into the Maze!
You will also be reading from Gally's Point of view as well as Y/N's and Newt's! So hope you are looking forward to that!
I really hope you are enjoying the book so far! I have loved writing ever single chapter and I hope you enjoy reading them too!
See ya guys later!
~ Author :)