Welcome to the Glade (Reader x Gally)

The leader of the Glade

I was sat with Gally under the deadheads shading from the rain, we were just sat waiting for the runners to return from running, Alby had actually gone with Minho for some reason. It got my hopes up a little and made me think that perhaps maybe they had found a promising new clue. 

I was leaning against Gally's chest just staring at the Maze doors feeling as he ran his fingers through my hair. I looked up at the sky and noticed that it was getting late.

"Alby and Minho should be back by now" I heard Gally say above me.

"Yeah I was just thinking that" I agreed.

Newt came out of homestead and glanced over at us and smiled, I lifted my arm and waved a little as he walked slowly with his ever persistent limp towards the maze doors. I noticed the discouraged look in his face and got up slowly.

"Where you of to?" Gally asked me as I began to stand up.

"I'm just gonna go talk to Newt. He seems on edge" I didn't want to stick around lazily as Alby and Minho were out there and it was nearly closing time.

"I'll come with you" Gally said as he got up and held his hand above his head almost as if he were shading himself from the downpour. By the time we reached the doors the rain had died down and others began to run over. After a few minutes almost all the Gladers were stood in a large semi circle. No one was speaking, only standing and watching. 

A loud booming crunch echoed off the walls signalling the closing of the walls and I noticed as every head dropped at the sound, it was no longer a sound of safety that meant grievers can't get it but it was a sound of 'its time to give up'. 

"Come on guys, can't we send someone in after them?" It was clearly Thomas, I didn't even need to look to know who would ask such a stupid question.

Gally was crouched down by the side of me and his deep voice cracked to life after a while. "It's against the rules, either they make it back or they don't." He had a point we couldn't risk-

"Can't risk losing anyone else" It was Newts voice, I looked over at him and smiled a little. The large gust of wind signaled 'time to go home, it's over' and I let myself drop. I'm gonna miss you Minho. I thought as I imagined life without him. Gosh, what about a glade without Alby?

The walls started to close and all hope was completely gone. I started to turn away until I heard Thomas. "Wait no look!" He was pointing eagerly at the long corridor. The familiar groans of Minho being exhausted.

"Wait. Something is wrong" Newt had an unhidden worry in his voice. Minho came round the corner with Alby attached to his back and we all began to scream.

"COME ON!" "MINHO YOU CAN DO IT!" "YOU GOTTA LEAVE HIM!" "YOU'RE NEARLY THERE!" "HE'S NOT GONNA MAKE IT!"

We were all screaming so loudly no one noticed when Thomas ran in towards the closing doors, Newt reached out to grab him but it was to late he was already tightly packed and half way through. He made it through in the nick of time and the walls slammed shut.

He was inside the Maze for the night.