Him (Newt x Reader)

Him (Newt x Reader)

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Memories? None. Name? Unknown. The only thing you know is that the girl laying next to you, is your sister. You find yourself in the Glade, a place filled with teenage boys who are trapped inside and are struggling to find a way out. Seeing as you have no other choice, you decide to befriend the boys and help them with finding a way to escape. One boy, in particular, is different than the rest. The both of you seem drawn to each other, comfortable with each other, almost as if you already knew this boy. But still, how can you trust him? You know nothing. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters or the places described in this book, they all belong to James Dashner. The only character that belongs to me is Y/n! This fanfiction trilogy will follow the movie plot line.
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You were in Group B, with all the other girls, but that all changed when you got lost in the Maze, alone. For days you outran grievers and tried to make it back, but your supplies were scarce and you blacked out. When you woke up, you thought you were home in the Springs (Group B's Glade), but you noticed something. This place was different. It was warmer and the smelt strange, and the biggest difference, it was filled with boys. When you awoke you ran around in a panic, threatening anyone who came within twenty feet of you, until you saw him. Something in your memory loss faltered as you looked at the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes. You remembered him from something. You knew that you and the boy were somehow connected. TW: depression, suicide, mild swearing

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