The Arrival Of Rosa // (Maze Runner Fanfiction)

Chapter Eleven

After a week, I was finally let out of the Slammer. The first thing I did was go to find Newt. He hadn't come to see me the whole time I was locked up, and I was worried something had happened to him. I'll be honest, I've been denying my feelings towards Newt. Not only towards the other Gladers, but to myself as well. I wasn't embarrassed, I was just.. Well.. I don't know. Awkward, would be a good word.

It was a while after supper, and it was getting dark. Suddenly, I saw Minho. I approached him quickly, before he could get away. He hadn't talked to me since he nearly told me that secret.

"Hey Minho, have you seen Newt? Is he okay?" I asked him, and he nodded.

"Yeah, I think I saw him over by the Deadheads." He said, and I thanked him. I went over, and saw him sitting alone, back against a tree.

"Hey, where've you been the past week?" I asked, and he looked up.

"I'm sorry, Alby wouldn't let me see you. He said that I provoked the fight. And, I partially did. He didn't want us to socialize, or something. Sorry." He said, and I shrugged.

"Eh, it doesn't matter. But, I wanted to tell you about this memory I had." I said, and he eagerly nodded. I explained the dream in detail, and how everybody was in it. I explained how I seemed to work for the Creators, the dark haired kid I didn't recognize, and how he and Minho seemed to have some sort of connection. I also finally explained the note I got in the package.

"No, we won't let them take you away. You're staying right here with us." He said, and I smiled. He was so sweet.. Maybe he felt the same way I did? No. Yes. Maybe? Love has never been my area of strength, from what I can tell.

"The stars are really pretty." I said, breaking the silence. Newt nodded, and neither of us said anything. I suddenly started to think about talking to him about my feelings, or his feelings, or both of our feelings.

"What's on your mind?" He asked me, still staring up at the stars.

"Well.." I paused. "You." I said, and he looked over at me. 'Well, there goes everything.' I thought.

He smiled. "Funny, because you just so happen to be on my mind as well." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, I felt myself blush. It was dark, but we could still see each other a bit.

"Oh, well, uh.. I guess I want to talk to you.. About us.." I stated awkwardly. He looked at me for a second, and then nodded. "Okay. Well, I'm not really sure where to start. I guess that maybe you and I, like, uh.." I trailed off, looking him in the eye. Those beautiful, brown eyes. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and our faces were not even an inch away.

Then we kissed.

It felt like one second, we were just being normal, but then the next, our lips were locked together. I pulled back quickly, and my face was bright red. "I-I shouldn't have.. I'm s-sorry.. I.." I stammered, feeling totally embarrassed. After all, he didn't even kiss me back.

"No. Don't be sorry. It's okay." He said with his cute accent. He grabbed me and pulled me close, only this time, he did kiss me back. I felt the butterflies in my stomach, I never knew I could feel so good. We had to stop for air, and when I looked him in the eyes, my heart stopped. "I hope you don't mind.." He whispered, and I beamed.

"No, I don't mind at all." I whispered back. We sat around for a couple minutes, neither of us daring to break the silence. It wasn't a bad silence, though. It was comforting, and peaceful. I was leaning against Newt, and he then laid on the ground unexpectedly, causing me to collapse onto his chest. We both burst out laughing, and we couldn't stop. Of course, we were laughing over something dumb, but it didn't matter.

When we finally calmed down, my lungs burned from laughter. I still had my head on his chest, and I didn't even bother to move it. "It's about time we got to do this." He said, and I smiled. He wrapped his arms around me, and I snuggled closer to him.

That night, I slept peacefully.

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I woke up to darkness, and immediately stared to panic. 'Why am I not in my cot?!' I wondered to myself. I quickly jumped to my feet, realizing I was in the Deadheads. Suddenly, I heard rustling from behind me. I spun around to see a figure standing there. I quickly pushed the figure back, pinning them against a tree.

"What the hell Rosa?! Calm down!" I heard a familiar voice shout. I jumped back, realizing it was Newt. "I didn't mean to freak out, you just seemed really confused when you woke up. Sorry." He apologized, and I nodded.

"And I didn't mean to pin you against a tree and nearly punch your face in. I'm sorry too." I said awkwardly. I know he didn't mind, but I still felt bad. Stupid dumb luck.

"Well, anyways.. We should probably get going. You have to go get breakfast, and go running. I'll come with you." He said, and I gave him a look of confusion. Why would he run with his limp? Can he even run with his limp? "Uh, I mean to breakfast.. My running days are over." He said, as if he knew what I was thinking.

"Wait, you used to be a runner?" As soon as the words left my lips, I regretted it. I sounded like I was mocking him in disbelief, even though I didn't mean it like that at all. "I.. I'm sorry... I didn't mean.." I awkwardly said. Why did I always have to be so ignorant and stupid?

"No, no, it's okay. Yes, I did used to be a Runner. But then, I got my limp. I got it while trying to escape a Griever.. I barely made it out alive." He told me, but it didn't seem like he was being totally honest. Yet, I didn't push him, because maybe he didn't want to talk about it.

When we finally got our food, we sat down next to Minho. "Aye, are you ready for today?" He asked me, and I nodded. "Good. Because soon you'll be running on your own. And the next time we get a new Runner, you'll be training 'em in." He said, and I grinned. Finally, I'd have higher authority over another Runner!

"Why would she train anyone in? She'll just shuck it all up." I heard a voice sneer. I looked up to see Gally facing the three of us. Saying nothing, I just continued eating. "Oh, the silent treatment. What are you, three?" He said, and I clenched my jaw. I knew that if I said anything, we'd start fighting, and I'd get thrown in the Slammer again.

"Speak." He said. I said nothing. "I said speak." He repeated. I took a deep breath, refraining from tackling him. Suddenly, Newt grasped my hand under the table. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling some of the pressure going away. Finally, Gally gave up and walked away.

"How the shuck did you manage to not explode?" Minho asked me, clearly puzzled.

"Ah, I have a.. Uh.. Method to control my anger.." I stated awkwardly.

"Ha, liar! I saw your hands! I know you guys have a, uh, thing!" He shouted, and I turned bright red.

"Yeah, you're right on something shuckface. Congrats." Newt said sarcastically, and rolled his eyes.

"That means I get to be Best Man in your wedding, right?" He said.

"Mhmm, sure. Whatever makes you happy." I said with a smirk. He then shot me a glance of fake hurt.

"Fine! We'll discuss this more while we're running." He pouted jokingly, and walked away. Deciding I should probably go too, I stood up, only to have Newt grab my arm.

"You'll be safe, right?" He asked me, and I nodded. His grip still didn't loosen.

"Newt, I'll be safe. I'll be safe for you." I said, and left towards the Maze doors.

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A/N

Okay Wattpad would only let me publish the first half of this chapter, that's why it's so late. It should've been done a couple days ago.

Also, it's really short because I've been having writers block. I'm really sorry about that. But I think I have an idea of what I'll be doing for the next couple of chapters though.

Sorry!

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