Gally POV (the bæ yes)
I look at the sleeping girl. It is the girl from the book. Oh how many times I wished for her to come here.
Not for her to have a life like this, but that I could talk to her, we could see eachother.
"We can talk to the girl that's.. Not half dead. Gally, bring her to the medjacks will ya." Alby says and I nod.
With the girl in my arms I walk to the medjacks and carefully lay her down on the bed.
I sit down on the chair next to the bed. I look at the girl, she looks even prettier in real.
She has long, brown hair with big, black glasses and brown eyes that I saw when she was awake.
She was curled up, shivering from the cold air. I smile and take the blanket, putting it on her legs, because the blanket isn't long enough.
When she still shivers I take my black jacket off and lay it down on her arms.
Because I'm really long, it covers her small, fragile upperbody, and even a part of her legs.
She stops shivering and I slightly chuckle.
''GALLY! Are you coming down or what?!''
I sigh and walk out of the room, while looking at the girl.
It's weird, we talked everyday, but I don't know her name.
I walk towards Alby, who was talking to Newt.
''Gally! You have to build two beds for the girls, they probably can stay in the homestead.''
I nod and walk off to the building place. I take all the stuff I need and walk to the homestead, so I can build it there.
She's finally here.
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The Reader || gally
FanfictionWhat would you do if you could talk to books? Talk to the people, and they talk back. And what would happen, if you met them, but didn't remember anything? All rights to James Dashner, for the book/movie characters. My idea (:
