First Friend.

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When it starts to get dark me and Thomas get down from the watch tower. I was quite nervous and didn't really want to be around anyone else so I just cling to Thomas and walk behind him. I sit down beside a log looking down,dragging a stick against the dry mud. I roll my sleeves up but when I do I notice cuts on my arms...knife cuts. I carefully study the cuts they seemed intentional...i-i must've done it....but I don't remember.

Newt's POV:
Me,Minho and Tommy were sitting on a log on the opposite side to the girl.I keep glancing over at her, wondering if she's okay.She seemed to be really intrigued about something on her arm so I get up and walk over.
"Hey where are you going?" Minho calls.
"Just going to check on the Greenie" I say walking towards her. When she sees me she quickly pulls her sleeve down so I sit beside her.
"Hey Greenie....you okay?" I ask her.
She nods...."umm okay...are you going to talk any time soon?" I ask her.
She shrugs and I sigh.
"Fine then I'll make you talk....here drink this" I hand her Gally's drink.
She takes it and opens it she glances at me with an 'are you serious' look. "Just drink it" I say.

Amelia's POV:
I open the drink and take a sip, I immediantly spit it out "urgh eww what is that?!" I cough.
"I don't even know but hey it made you talk" Newt laughs.
"So i basically could've just drank piss?" I groan, disgusted.
"Yep" He giggles.
"Well you successfully made me talk" I smirk.
"Glad that I could" He smiles.
I look at him he has this amazing laugh that makes me feel warm inside....what the hell is wrong with me? I couldn't help it when I'm with him I feel safe...secure.

Newt's POV:
I look at her...her beautiful green eyes shining in the moonlight. I smile she had this affect on me that makes my stomach heat up.
"Well greenie it's probably time you go to be-" but then I look down and realise she's fast asleep,leaning against my shoulder. I smile and pick her up.She snuggles up in my arms and I place her in bed.

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