The Boy With the Blonde Hair

My Prince saves the day

Minho and I ran for a long time and it was starting to hurt. He occasionally took his knife and cut some vines off. He also took notes. "Okay stop here. Lunch break." I sat down against a wall and took a big bite of my sandwich.
"So. How are you and Newt progressing?" He wiggled his eyebrows. I groaned.
"Re-LAX. He doesn't even like me anyway. He's just protective....." I trailed off. "I seriously doubt he would ever think about dating someone like me."
Minho sighed. "Girl, you got serious issues if you don't see this. He's obviously in love with you! Just pay more attention bank at the glade and then you'll see."
After a long day of running, it was nice to someone's face other than Minho's. Newt waited for us with his arms crossed. He relaxed once we were safely in the Glade.
"How was running? Tired yet?" I just nodded. "Can you carry me?" I said jokingly, puting my arms out. He took it literally. I was slung over his shoulder. "Newt! Put me down right this instant!" I banged my hands in his back. He didn't put me down until we had reached his bed.
"Just fall asleep. It's getting late.". He pulled a blanket over me. I was already asleep and didn't wake up until Newt came in and took me to dinner.
We sat at a table with Minho, Thomas and Chuck. I set my plate down and accidentally dropped my fork. Thomas and I both picked up my fork at the same time and our hands touched. Does she know that our hands are touching? A voice sounded in my head.
"Did you say something?" I asked him. He let go of the fork and frowned. "No. Why?" He looked concerned.
"I just thought I heard something.". I quickly got back into my chair. That had sounded like Thomas's voice, but he said he didn't say anything.
I was jolted out of my thoughts as a hand rested on my shoulder. "Hey Grace! How are you?" Newt looked up and glared at Henry. I grumbled and shook his hand off my shoulder. "I'm fine." I tried so hard not to punch him in the balls.
"What do you bloody want, shank?" Newt almost growled! Was he-jealous of Henry? "If you came to talk to her, beat it. She's not in the mood."
"Newt, I can talk for myself, thank you. Yeah, um. What did you want anyway?" I asked.
"Can I talk to you somewhere more private for a second?" I followed him out to the field.
"What?" I folded my arms in a protective position.
Without an answer, he swooped in and started kissing me! The little slinthead was actually kissing me! I punched him in the stomach and he jolted back. "What the heck was that for?" I yelled. when he didn't answer, I screamed "Newt!"
My "prince" came running. "What's going on?" He said, obviously concerned. Thomas and Minho were behind him. "This shank tried to kiss me." Henry was on the ground retching.
Newt swiftly walked over and began punching the living shuck out of him. "I swear, if you even look at her, I won't hesitate to banish you for good or kill you myself." He just layed there and groaned.
Newt carried me to his room to go to bed. "I knew that guy was as dirty as a piece of klunk."
I whispered into his shirt, "Thank you. For saving me. That was terrible." Hopefully he won't notice my trembling. I sat in his bed and took my boots off. "I'll sleep on the floor." he muttered.
"No. come here." I motioned for him to sleep on the bed. "It's your reward for saving me." He laughed and bowed dramatically.
We fell asleep with each other in our thoughts.

A/N: I'm thinking Newt or Thomas. this was a big chapter guysies. byeeeee