Follow The North Star

Chapter Nine

"Newt, let me carry her now." Minho insisted. Newt groaned and shook his head. "There is no bloody hell I would ever do that."

"You have been carrying her for 8 hours straight." Minho began to lift you off his shoulders. "You need your rest." Newt nodded his head and helped Minho settle you down onto his back. "Shuck," Minho joked, "why is she so heavy?"

"Watch it." Newt responded. "You shouldn't be saying that to your friend's girlfriend."

Minho mocked Newt and Jorge found a place to stay for the night. Safe away from the cranks. Newt carefully lifted your head and slipped his backpack under, so you can use it as your pillow. His fingers brushed against your forehead as he watched you sleeping peacefully. "I'm sorry." He mumbled. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

The Gladers and Jorge called it a night and everyone fell asleep. Newt was snoring peacefully while you were slowly waking up with tears in your eyes. "I got my memories back." You thought. You looked over to Newt and brushed his hair away from his face. You groaned in pain when you try to sit up with your wounded arm. Newt shifted as you put your hand over your mouth to keep the pain in. You quietly snuck out and looked at the world ahead of you.

"Mom," You whispered, "I'm sorry."

The wind hushed back at you and you closed your eyes, recalling your memories. Newt was with you since the beginning. All your questions were answered. The world was a horrible place. You will find the Right Arm and save those children from WICKED.

"You bloody scared me when I couldn't find you next to me." A familiar british accent echoed. You turned around and he pulled you toward his embrace. You could hear his heart beating and how relaxed he was. The familiar scent that he gave. You couldn't believe he was with you all along.

"Sorry." You mumbled in his chest. Newt gave kissed your forehead and looked at you in your e/c eyes.

"I'm just glad you're safe." He whispered.

You both ended up looking at the stars and memories came flooding in. "Remember the time where we were looking at the stars and you kept telling me over and over that you love me?" You asked.

Newt joked, "I did? I must have been crazy telling that to a girl like you."

You giggled and smacked his shoulder lightly. Newt smirked and held you closer as you guys continued to look at the stars.

"You see that North Star?" Newt pointed.

"Yeah?"

"I believe it's our key to find the Right Arm."

You furrowed your eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"I noticed," Newt began, "that we are heading to the direction where it is."

A memory flashed in your mind.

"N/n," Newt exclaimed, "you see that North Star?"

"Yeah." You replied looking at the star he was pointing too.

He smiled and continued, "I found somewhere safe we can be after we escape WICKED."

"Where?"

"I overheard Janson and Ava talking about a group called the Right Arm. There is a myth that if you follow the North Star, you can meet them."

"Are you sure? We can finally live in peace with all of our friends?"

He smirked and kissed your forehead.

"Yes."

"Y/n?" Newt asked.

"Oh hey sorry I zoned out." You whispered.

"Okay, I was just telling you that we should get some sleep before the big day tomorrow."

You nodded and Newt grabbed your hand to head back. "Newt?"

"Yes?" He answered.

"I need to tell you something."

Newt turned around and looked at her. There was a moment of silence.

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"I got my memories back."