Newt's Girl (The Maze Runner) Newt Love Story

Chapter 11

This time, I dream: 

It was more like a memory. I seemed to be around 13 years old. My curly hair was pulled back in a high pony tail as I waited in my room, for what I can't remember. I hear the sound of my bedroom door click open and see a small blonde boy walk in. I quickly recognized him as newt. He seemed to be about 15 years old in this. He was adorable.

"Whatcha doing?" He walks towards me, a skip in his step, before he plops down onto my bed next to me.

"Absolutely nothing as you know. I'm in trouble again because I wouldn't train so now I have to stay in my room as punishment." I growl, "how did you even get in here?"

"I have my ways." He beams as his eyes dance and I can't help but smile back, "you really should start listening to them though."

"What's the point? They don't even care about us. They just keep testing us and building our strength but they won't say for what."

"They did save us you know. We had nothing left before this. And they give us food, beds, anything we need."

I sighed. I knew he was right but I wasn't like him. I didn't want to follow the rules and I didn't care that I would get punished because of it.

"Besides" he says, "I don't like when you get in trouble, i can't help you and then I can't see you." He grabs my tiny hand in his smiles down at me lovingly.

"Were best friends because we're opposites. You listen, I don't. That's why they like you. Everyone hates my stubbornness here."

"I like it. I like everything about you." I look up at him to see him staring at me intently and a knot pulls into my stomach. I hug him and he doesn't hesitate to hug back, but I want more. I sigh as the dream fades to blackness.

I wake with a groan, my eyes scrunching shut against the piercing light. I couldn't tell what time it was or where I was. I reached my hand out and my heart fell when I realized I was alone in the bed. I slowly sat up, my head pounding. Looking down, I see a glass of water on the floor next to the bed and I quickly chug it, feeling better instantly. Just then newt walks and chuckles at my appearance, "You hair looks like a haystack, but I like it." I roll my eyes at him making my head heart. I groan and put my head in my hands.

"You alright love? I let you sleep in and hold Alby that you were sick so you wouldn't have to work today."

"Yeah but my head is pounding." I wince against the throbbing.

"Maybe we should get some food in you?" He suggests. I nod my head and allow him to shake his arm around my waist, guiding me down the stairs. My stomach churns as we continue to walk and push newt roughly, running towards the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" I hear the concern and hurt in newts voice at the fact that pushed him out of the way. I ignore him, afraid I'll lose it if I open my mouth. I run into the stalls and vomit while newt runs in in alarm, holding my hair away from my face.

"Leave please. I don't want you to see me like this." I gasp in between takes of air.

"I'm not leaving you." He so stubborn. I proceed to heave as he rubs my back. Heat rises to my cheeks and I can't help but to feel embarrassed. I stand up quickly to get away and I lurch forward, "take it easy Carly! Breathe." He panics. "Are you sure your alright? Your as pale as a ghost. I'm taking you to the med jacks."

I shake my head in protest and lean against him. He wraps his arms protectively around me and pulls me up with him, clearly debating if he should force me to go or not. With a sigh he picks me up and starts to carry me back towards the homestead. I'm too weak at this moment to protest.

Thomas sees newt carrying a very pale me and runs over, "what happened to her?" His hands were held out in front of him as if he wanted to help but didn't know how.

"She's just sick greenie. Go back to try outs." He snaps causing me to look up at him in shock. Why was he being so rude to Thomas?

Thomas seemed confused as what he had done as well. He begins to ask when's he cut off my a scream coming from inside the maze walls. Newt looks from me to the walls and decides on setting me down against a tree as he runs towards the sound, "watch her!" He points to me as he looks at Thomas with dislike. Thomas's mouth gapes at the request. He obviously didn't want to be left out but he sat down next to me with a sigh anyway.

Eventually my eyes grew heavy and I couldn't keep them open any longer. My head lolled to the side, resting on Thomas's shoulder. He tensed for a second and then relaxed. We sat like that for a while when I heard uneven footsteps approaching us, "Bloody hell I said watch her not sleep with her!" Newt yells pushing Thomas away.

Was newt seriously jealous of Thomas? Why? He had no reason to be.

"Look she fell asleep on me and she looked like she was gonna pass out so I didn't know what to do." He put his hands out in front of his face as though he thought newt was gonna hit him. The look on newts face made it seem as though he might so I stepped in, "your bickering his giving me an even bigger headache. Can you just take me back to bed?" You can hear the tiredness in my voice as newts eyes soften and he picks me up again.

"Are you sure you shouldn't take her to see the med jacks?" Thomas asks with concern.

"I know what to do!" Newt yells back. Thomas furrows his eyebrows but seems to understand to back off.

"Okay then. Feel better Carly." I nod my head in thanks and look up to see newt glaring at him. I roll my eyes at his childish behavior causing me to groan at the pain in my head. Newt forgets about Thomas at that and looks down at me with worry before carrying me back to bed. He slides me under the covers, putting his hand against my clammy forward. I smile at his protective state.

"Why was there screaming in the maze?" He looked down and then back up to me, contemplating whether to tell me or not.

"Ben got stung. Minho had to drag him back here. Him screaming all the way from the pain." I didn't know Ben that well but he seemed like an nice guy.

"During the day? I thought grievers only came out at night."

"That's why were worried."

"Is he gonna be okay?" I ask, sitting up on my elbows. I felt bad. Here I was hungover and in bed when I should be helping him. I was a med jack after all, it was my duty, "shouldn't I be helping?"

Newt pushes my shoulders down making me lay flat, "Clint and Jeff took care of him already. Besides you need to rest. You wouldn't be of much help anyway once you see him, you'll definitely throw up then." I shiver at the thought and try to distract myself by pulling newt into the bed with me.

"Do you have to work? Can you stay?"

"I'll stay as long as you want me to love. ." He whispers in my ear as his arms wrap around me protectively.