Our Shebean (Newt x Reader)

the attack (11)

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After some fun at the bonfire you decided to get a snack from the kitchen. Newt tagged along to do the same. "so Newt...how's life?" You asked trying to make conversation. HOWS LIFE?! god i'm such an idiot! "well life's better since you rolled around," Newt said chuckling. You blushed and it was totally noticeable. "i-i need to tell you something," Newt said as he approached you in the kitchen. "yeah...tell me?" You asked as you turned to face him but he was already so close. "i like you...and i'd love for you to be my g-girlfriend...BUT ONLY IF YOU DO!" Newt blurted out as he turned away from you and was about to run away. Before he could leave you turned him around and kissed him. It wasn't a peck, but more of a passionate kiss and this time, there was no Minho or Thomas to ruin it. It felt like ages as you two kissed but you didn't want it to end and neither did Newt. You finally pulled away and Newt tired hot pink. "I would love to be your girlfriend!" You exclaimed as you got into his arms. You kicked up one of your legs as you hugged him. The two of you held hands and walked over to the bonfire.

"where were you two?" Minho asked suspiciously. "um we were just getting a snack," you said trying not to smile. "i know that smile, YOU WERE KISSING!" Minho yelled and everyone turned to you two. You sat down on a log next to Newt and buried your face into his shirt. "You two are a thing?" Teresa asked smiling. "maybe...ok yeah," Newt said and with that response all of the gladers celebrated and shouted. Minho and Frypan started yelling and Chuck and Thomas told Newt to spill. While Teresa asked you the same. You liked life, life like this. Having Newt as your boyfriend, having another girl here. Being friends with everyone. But all good things come to an end.

"YOU GUYS!" Adam yelled running toward your little friend group. You were talking to Teresa when you turned to ask, "what's wrong Adam?" You could tell he was scared. "Gally make you kluck your pants?" Minho said as we all laughed. "No...no...the walls-the walls...they aren't closing," he replied.

Everyone's faces went white, we were worried. "What do you mean?" Thomas asked getting worried and stood up toward Adam. "Look!" Adam said pointing toward the maze entrance. Adam was right, they weren't closing and that meant no one was safe. Everyone started panicking, worrying, Chuck starting crying, Winston started yelling, and people started to hide. "LISTEN! Listen, we need to get the weapons from the map room and get to Homestead! Runners get the weapons and meet everyone in the Homestead! NOW!" Alby yelled as everyone started running to Homestead. Minho and Thomas said, "we'll be right back," and dashed to the map room. You pulled Teresa as she was about to run after Thomas. Newt pulled both of you to Homestead as you watched stour two best friends run toward danger.

Luckily the runners came into Homestead with the weapons and everyone waited silently for the dangers to come. You grabbed a spear and stood next to Newt. Everyone's faces were scared, people tried acting tough but you knew they were afraid. And that's when you heard, the grievers' shrieks. You winced at the screams and fires being started everywhere. All the hard work that the gladers put into here, trying to make it their home. It was all gone.

All of a sudden an arm of a griever reached for Chuck. Thomas and Newt ran toward it trying to cut out its pull. He was your little brother and you knew you couldn't let him get taken. You pulled and pulled but the griever was too strong. But Alby quickly grabbed a knife and slashed the grievers arm in half. It released Chuck and you pushed him into the corner making sure he was okay. You stood in front of him, waiting for the next action. Alby's body was being pulled and you knew you had to help. You and Thomas grabbed him, "get them out of here," was all you could hear him say as he screamed and was taken. Alby, the leader, your friend was just taken by a griever. You wiped your tears and you knew you couldn't just stay here.