Thomas- You were running in the Maze with your best friends, Minho and Thomas. They were your best friends since you came out of the Box about 5 months ago. You loved them both to death. Minho was like a brother to you but Thomas.....you liked him more than a friend. You could say that you have developed feelings for him.
You really liked being a runner. You enjoyed the adventure and it was nice to spend most of the day with Thomas.....and that shuck head Minho of course.
You,Minho and Thomas stopped at a dead end. Minho sighed and looked at his watched.
"Well I think we should start going back to the Glade." He says with his hands on his hips.
"Oh I thought we were gonna stay out here and party with the Grievers." You reply sarcastically.
Thomas laughs. "Shut up shuck face." Minho says and playfully hits you in the arm.
"Don't tell me what to do,slinthead"
Minho rolls his eyes and starts running back to the Glade. You and Thomas laugh and start running to catch up with Minho.
As you were almost there you heard a noise. All of you stop and look at each other. Minho slowly looks around the corner that you were about to turn. His face turns white.
"It's a Griever" he whispers.
"What do we do?" Thomas asks
"We have to wait till it goes away so we can go down this way." He replies while taking another look around the corner
"We don't have enough time. The doors are going to close really soon. We have to take another way back." You whisper/yell.
"Y/n is right. By the time the Griever goes away the doors will close" Thomas says.
Minho sighs and shakes his head."Follow me" he says and takes off running toward the way you came from.
"What else am I gonna do? Follow the Griever?" You ask sarcastically and Minho turns back and gives you a death glare because you knew this is no time to be joking around.
You were a great runner but you weren't the greatest at keeping track of where you were going. You could run for hours but you had no idea where you were going. As you followed Minho with Thomas running right by your side you could finally see the Glade doors.
The doors just started closing. You picked up your pace so that you were beside Minho. But then suddenly Thomas trips. You turn back to help him but he tells you that he's fine and that he could catch up.
You were worried that Thomas wouldn't be able to catch up but he was a good runner so you had nothing to worry about.
The doors were closed half way when you and Minho. You stood there with your hands on your head looking up at the sky trying to catch your breathe when you noticed something. Thomas. Thomas wasn't next to you. You started to panic.
"Where's Thomas?" You ask Minho, who was standing next to you bent over.
Minho suddenly stand up straight and gives you a worried look. As if you read each other's minds you both look at the doors and into the Maze.
Thomas was limping his way to the door. He must have fallen harder than you thought. You didn't know what to do. Should you hope Thomas makes it through the doors in time or should you risk your life and go out there and help him?
Before anyone can say anything you start running towards Thomas. Minho tried grabbing your arm to stop you but you left before he could grab you. You knew there was no way you 2 could make it but you just have to work hard and really try. You would rather die trying and you would want to be out there with Thomas. You wouldn't know what to do if Thomas died. He meant everything to you. Even though you knew he would never feel the same way about you but you knew that he cared for you as much as you care for him and he would have done the same thing for you.
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The Maze Runner Imagines & Preferences | REQUESTS CLOSED
FanficThese are a bunch of cute little imagines and preferences of the boys from The Maze Runner. I take requests so if you have one just message me and I'll try to do it :) enjoy.