Welcome to the Glade (Reader x Gally)

They're late

I woke up the next morning my head snuggled into Gally's chest. I looked up at him to see him snoring softly, I slowly reached my arm up and tickled his nose. He smiled slightly and grabbed my wrist, he pulled it away from his face and he smiled a little stronger this time.

"Morning beautiful" He said as he pulled his eyes open letting the light alter his vision.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" I asked looking up at him, his crackly voice groaning as his morning mind was still waking up. 

"Calling you what beautiful?" He asked.

"That. Beautiful" I replied sitting up with him. He just shook his head and kissed me on my forehead. 

"Right, I've got a lot of work to do today okay. I will see you once I'm finished. Love you-" He paused for a brief moment and then turned round and smirked at me. "Beautiful" 

I just shook my head and climbed out of the hammock, for a brief moment I looked at Thomas and I heard a voice in my head. "I'll miss you sis" it seemed to say, I couldn't be sure but that is what it sounded like. I looked over at Chuck and saw that I was a bit worried.

"Yo, you okay?" Chuck asked walking towards me. I just nodded my head and blinked the voice out of my head. "He needs to wake up you know" Chuck pointed at Thomas. I agreed and picked up a rock from the floor, I threw it at Thomas and it landed on his stomach which woke him up pretty quickly. He sat up at speed and glared at me, confused and a little angry. He noticed me waving at him and his features softened. 

"Come on! We start early in the Glade and today's the day you're workin' with me." I looked down on him. I knew he didn't like Gally but that wasn't going to affect what I thought of him, I would judge him on what I experienced. I watched as he groggily flung himself out of the hammock. I started to head over to the field when I felt extra footsteps behind me, it was Newt. I slowed down and let him catch up. 

"Hey Tommy, you working with us tonight?" Newt asked as he patted him on the back. 

"Uhh yeah" Thomas agreed. He smiled at Newt and I could see in his eyes that he already liked Newt. 

It wasn't long before we were working hard and listening to the sounds of the Glade, distant bleats and snorts from sheep and pigs, the odd tweet from a bird and the grunts of other gladers. "Has anyone ever tried climbing the walls?" I heard someone say, I turned and I wasn't surprised to see that it was Thomas. 

Newt looked worn out by Thomas but accepted his question. "Tried it, vines don't go all the way to the top and even if it did, where you gonna go from there?" Newt stopped abruptly then got back into the swing of his working. 

"What about the box? You know next time it-" Thomas was stopped by a frustrated sounding Newt.

"No, we've tried it, look anything you think of we've tried it. Anything you think of, okay?" Newt could tell that he was getting himself riled up. He took a deep breath and re-adjusted his mood. "Look, if you wanna make yourself useful go get some for fertilizer" Newt chucked him a basket and turned away. 

I was getting a little hot and decided to take of my shirt, Newt looked at me as my arms and waist were now exposed, I'd turned one of the simple tops that came up in the box into a crop top, I noticed that he liked what he saw and I looked at him like he was the biggest shuck faced shuck to ever live. "You know if Gally catches you looking at me like that he'll kill you right?" I teased.

"Like what?" Newt seemed taken aback and his voice broke a little as he did.

I just shook my head and laughed until we heard a shrill scream come from the dead heads. 

"HELP!"

It was loud and coarse and filled with fear. Everyone in the Glade was staring at the trees looking for the source. 

"HELP!" 

There it was again. This time I was terrified, I didn't know who it came from or where it was, I scanned the Glade for Gally and was relived when I saw that he was fine. 

Suddenly Thomas burst out of the trees with Ben close on his tail, Thomas flailing like and idiot screaming over and over. "HELP HELP HEYYY HELP!"

We all ran over and Newt brought his shovel, when we reached the tumbling boys Newt swung his shovel and smacked Ben on the head. 

"Hold him down!" Gally shouted as he leaped on top of Ben, his pure weight holding him down. My heart started to plummet as I looked at his face, his pail white skin, black veins, rapid shallow breathing. 

"Lift his top" I heard Alby say, I already knew what had happened and I couldn't bear to look but I did so anyway. I shared a concerned look with Gally and he looked back down at the struggling whimpering Ben.

"He's been stung, in the middle of the day?" Gally said pure concern filled his tone of voice. 

"Get him in the pit" Alby said and Ben was hoisted into the air, being dragged by Gally and Winston.

Thomas looked at me for an answer but I was to overwhelmed to comprehend what had just happened and my head spun.

"Oh shuck, I'm going down" My breath had completely left my body as a flash of something horrid blinded my vision, it was an image of Gally when he got stung. I couldn't take it and my whole body and mind collapsed.