The meeting was a bore. You were deciding the punishment for Thomas. Many were kind and faithful to him,unlike Gally who wanted him dead.
You sat there,next to Chuck. This was awful. You just looked round the room,filled with all the Gladers. Your eyes then came into contact with him Minho. He was the keeper of the runners. He was staring at you. With a quirky smile on his face,you couldn't ignore it,every time you looked away there he was. You could always notice him. All through the meeting,hours upon hours this didn't change. Once everyone filed out you just sat there. You didn't want to go back to the gardens accompanied by Zart the fart and the others. But that's when you felt footsteps behind you. You flicked round quickly to see Minho who slumps down beside you.
"Rough day Greenie," he says,giving you a quick glance then looking back ahed.
"Boring day more like..." You mutter "And I'm smart enough to see you were looking at me durning that meeting,non stop,"
"You liked it?"
"It was... Different,"
"You liked it. Didn't you?" He nudges your shoulder.
"Maybe.." You sigh "Minho what do you want?"
"Isn't it obvious. You,"
He gives you a smile as he holds out his arms. You fall into then like a magnet.
"I love you Y/N,"
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