The Only One (Newt || fanfiction)

Chapter 11

A/N: 1. Can we all just briefly acknowledge that The Only One has officially passed 1k reads?! Thank you soooo much! I hope everyone likes this story.

2. Do you like the cover change? I didn't really like the other one.

3. I officially decided that I'm not going to put author's notes (A/N) on every chapter, but most of them. I'd say a rough estimate of 3/4, if you want to get specific.

Okay sorry I never shut up. Enjoy:

"Your song, I remember it too... I can hear the music... In my head," he keeps eye contact with me and stutters on some of the words. I've counted two tears escape his eyes and run down his cheeks.

I walk up beside him and drop to my knees.

"It makes me cry too," I say. I had tried to stay strong this time, not let the sadness that came with the song get a hold of me. I tried to stay strong for him. But he feels it too.

I place a hand on his shoulder and whisper, "But I can't figure out why."

"I didn't at first. But then the memories came," he whispers back and looks at the ground. A third tear escapes.

He remembered! He knows why it's sad! Hope pricks my heart like a needle, injecting happiness. But when I am reminded of Newt's emotional state, it all washes away.

"Maybe if you tell me about it, I'll remember too," I say, trying to comfort him. I move my hand from his shoulder to his back and start rubbing circles on it.

"It's okay. Just let it out," I repeat what he had told me earlier.

"We were taken away. By people in lab coats. It's W.I.C.K.E.D. They took us. We were all orphaned. We all knew each other before this because we were being trained together for something, in some sort of special school. But we knew each other very well. You and I especially. We were close before this. But they took you from me. They took me from you. By sending me here," more tears run down his face. I noticed that my hand stopped on his back.

Shock forces my eyes to just stare as I think. W.I.C.K.E.D took him? Took me? Took all of us? Orphaned us? And then they took him again. From me.

Although I had no clear memories of this, it made sense. It was like flicking a switch in my brain. It just made sense. And I knew it was true.

"Newt, do you remember when I told you that I thought I was an orphan?" I ask him. Everything is coming together. It all makes sense.

Newt slowly raises his eyes from the ground to me. I can see the gears turning in his brain. His memory just needed to start the engine, and now everything is fitting together.

A toothy grin starts forming on his face as he stares into my eyes. I smile too and quickly muffle the laugh that escapes my lips with my hand.

Finally that hope and happiness can thrive in my heart. In both of our hearts.

All of a sudden Newt tackles me in an enormous hug. His strong arms are wrapped tightly around me. My pure joy emits a small giggle into his chest.

I wrap my arms around Newt too. We have been reunited, and we didn't even know it.