runnerette || the maze runner fanfiction **UNDERGOING EDITS**

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Newt pulled me along through the Glade despite my playful protest. When we reached the woods I was beginning to wonder where this date was going. We get to the very corner and we sit with our backs against it.

Newt pulls his knees to his chest and rests his forearms on them and turns to look at me, but only for a split second. "I'll be right back." He stands up and limps away quickly. "Don't follow mee!"

"Newt!" I laugh. What was the point of dragging me out here if he was going to get up and leave anyways?

I was sitting there for about five minutes picking the dirt off of my shoes when Newt returns with a wide smile across his face. He sits back down exactly the way he did before he left.

"What are you so smiley about?" I ask, smiling myself.

"You'll see soon enough." He spins around on his butt, lays down, and puts the back of his legs going up the wall with his arms above his head on the ground. I laugh and copy him, but lay my head in the crook of his chest. He puts his arm around me and we touch our shoes together.

"You've taken such good care of me." I said after a few minutes of silence.

"Hm?" He picks his head up slightly and looks down at me.

I turn my head up to look at him. "Ever since I got here. You were the first voice I heard when I woke up here-"

"You weren't sleeping." He says, turning his head down to look at the top of mine.

"How do you know?" I laugh.

"I've woken you up plenty of times, and many of those times you would wake up and pretend to be asleep still. Your eyes do this blink thing even though they're closed."

"I didn't know that." I say, surprised.

"I want to know everything I can about you." I can almost feel the heat radiating from Newt's cheeks.

"You always do something with your mouth." I say, going along with 'the things the other does' kick.

"What?"

"Always something. Either licking your lips or biting them or you have your fingers on them."

"Do not." He shakes his head.

"Do too!" He pokes me in the side with the tip of his finger, causing me to squirm as he laughs.

~*~

After our cute little date, the sun starts to set. We get off our backs and Newt takes my hand in his.

"I have one more surprise for you before our first date is over."

"Aww, really?"

"Yep!" And with that, Newt scoops me up and carries me bridal style to Frypan's kitchen.

Inside there's a table set for two, not forgetting to include a red & white checkered tablecloth and a candle in the center.

"Did you set this up?" I ask Frypan as Newt pulls my chair out for me. I sit down.

Frypan shrugs with a big smile on his face. "It was Newt's idea, I set it up." He turns around and picks up two bowls of spaghetti and meatballs. "I've been saving the spaghetti for special occasions. We've never had any until now."

Newt sits down and we start eating. I twirl my spaghetti around my fork on top of my spoon and take my first forkful. "Frypan this is amazing." Newt nods in a happy daze.

"Thank you." Frypan nods and walks out. He shouts over his shoulder as he goes. "Call me if you need anything!"

Newt laughs not long after Frypan leaves.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Why are you using a spoon?"

"Why aren't you using one? It's the Italian way."

"Are you Italian?" Newt asks, twirling his spaghetti.

"I don't know. Must be. I find I know lots of Italian things at random times. I was totally lost in the kitchen during my trial with Frypan. I barely know any English when it comes to the kitchen!"

"You didn't tell me that." Newt says with pretend hurt.

"I thought I did! Must have been Thomas then."

He looks out the window at the darkness. "Excited for the new greenie tomorrow?"

"I completely forgot about that!" It's the truth I did. I forgot I wouldn't be the sweetheart forever. Or would I? "Do you think it could be another girl?"

"I don't know. Maybe." Newt says. "When will you tell me what's coming up in the box tomorrow?" He says with cute impatience.

"It'll come up tomorrow! Just relax. We'll go through the supplies tomorrow when I get back." I smile weakly. I almost forgot about going back into the Maze with Minho.

"Now that Minho knows you're mine, he better not lay a finger on you or I swear I'll rip his bloody head off." Newt says, angrily chewing.

"I'll make sure of it myself. He most likely wants to keep that head of his." Newt winks at me and I blush.

Soon after we finish our spaghetti we do our dishes, have a soap fight in the kitchen (sorry Frypan), walk hand in hand to our special clearing in the field, and lay down to look at the stars. It's Newt's turn to point out the constellations we know. He still needs some help from me, but he's got most of the ones we know down.

"This has been the best first date ever." I say, grasping Newt's hand.

"I'm so glad you liked it."

I pick a dead dandelion next to me and push Newt upwards. "Here, I have an idea."

Newt sits up fully and rubs his eyes. "What is it?"

I put the dandelion in the air as if it were a toast. "To many more dates like this to come."

Newt grins at me and we count. "One. . . Two. . . Three!"

We blow. The seeds sail in the slight breeze that just picked up. We lay back down facing each other. Newt still has my hand, and he brings it to his lips. I smile and close my eyes, happiness wrapping me in a warm blanket.