a modern au in which thomas has an epiphany

❝Alcohol makes you do crazy stuff like dancing naked, saying things you don't really mean or sleeping with your best friend, so Dylan wouldn't be surprised if Thomas told him it was a mistake. Also, he wouldn't be so surprised if he had to fake it didn't mean a thing to him, so both could agree to pretend nothing happened, even if a lot happened, all for their friendship's sake.❞ I'm not a native English speaker, I speak Spanish, so I'm sorry if there is some misspelling, if the grammar is not the best or whatever mistake you could find. I'd really appreciate it if you correct me (in a nice way, please) because you'd help me a lot to improve my English. Oh, and it might contain sexual situations, mentions of alcohol (duh) and some suggestive language.

"You have until everything involving the Maze Runner is over. 5 months. If you can make Dylan O'Brien fall completely in love with you, you win. If you can't, I win." // Thomas Brodie-Sangster, "perfect, heartfelt Hollywood bad-boy," has the entire world falling at his feet. With an award-winning smile and awe-inspiring acting skills, Thomas knows he could get anything and everything with a snap of his fingers. Or so he thinks. Thomas makes a bet with a journalist of the LA Times, in which fellow castmate, Dylan O'Brien, is the prize. Before the two even meet, Thomas thinks he has already won the bet. There's only one problem. "There is not a single part of me, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, that likes you. In fact, I kind of hate you a lot." (Dylmas AU) Warning: Explicit Language (sorry I curse a lot oops)

Thomas is writing letters to Newt, who seems to be the other side of the coin he's stuck to. ( tmr highschool au feat. newtmas with a dash of bromantic minewt )

A compilation of Newtmas One-Shots by Group C.

He was blonde, tall and perfect. In his hand he gripped firmly to a long wooden stick, as if his life depended on it. Thomas looked back at this boy's face, but then gasped. His eyes were a glazed cloudy, unseen grey. The boy was blind. [will no longer be updating.]

❝ What did they find? ❞ Thomas looks back at him, and there is anguish clearly written on his face. ❝ You have Alzheimer's, Newt. ❞ His breath catches in his throat. Alzheimer's. ❝ There's no cure for that, ❞ he says. ❝ No, ❞ the other whispers, and Newt is struck by just how old he looks-Thomas isn't young anymore, certainly, but now his face seems to have aged ten years. Determination, however, lights his features as he continues. ❝ It'll be okay, though. You're on medication right now. That-that'll slow it down. And I'll take care of you. I won't leave. We'll get through this together, just like the way it's always been. ❞ Newt is dying, and the worse part is that his mind's too fucked-up for him to realize it. ( tmr sickness au feat. newtmas and a lot of tissues ) PREVIOUSLY REMEMBER ME