One and Only? // y/n x Newt Maze Runner [Scorch Trails]

Chapter 9 ~ The Right Arm

I woke up to someone jabbing their leg into my back.

I sat in an upright position before rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

I looked to the side of me to see none other than Minho.

His head was at the start of Newts Sleeping bag, and his legs had probably been kicking into my back all night.

"Eww!" I said, pushing his legs away, starling Minho as he shot up.

He looked at me confused before realising he was no longer on his sleeping bag and was rolling around in the sand all night.

"Oh no, no, no, not my hair!" He said quickly, standing up and running to his sleeping bag next to all of his supplies to fix it.

I couldn't help but slightly giggle at the sight. Also, waking up everyone else in the process.

"What was that about?" Jorge said, in a sleepy tone, I looked at minho before looking back at Jorge and shrugging my shoulders.

We all got up and got our sleeping bags away before, making a long walk up a road, which led to the top of the hill.

We started walking, and I took the back of the group, I needed to get some air, I couldn't stand walking next to Jorge for another second.

As I was walking, I saw someone make there was from the front of the group, to the back, where I was.

"You alright?" I heard a strong British accent say, and I didn't even need to look to see who it was. The accent gave it away.

"I'm fine, you?" I replied and looked forward to see our progress, also seeing Jorge talking with Minho and looking back to check up on me every so often.

"Whay was it like in the maze?" I asked Newt, way quicker than I probably should have.

Newt looked down to me with a confused look, I looked up to him to let him, and I was intrigued about how the whole maze situation worked.

"Well, it wasn't the best. It's not very exciting, either." Newt said, sighing.

"Oh, c'mon, what? How wasn't it not exciting? You git to live in a freeking maze!" I said, my voice filled with awe.

"Trust me. If you were there, you would feel different about the whole 'maze situation' too, we lost a lot of people, nothing exciting or exillerating about that." The British boy said, looking down.

"Right.." I looked down along with him. "I'm so sorry, you must have been through shit, and it probably doesn't help that I'm asking tons if questions about it either, huh?"

I could feel Newts surprised look towards me.

"It's not your fault. You wouldn't have lasted 2 seconds in that maze anyway." The boy added, I could hear the grin in his voice.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I scoffed, looking at him.

"You don't think, you act of instinct, I can tell, that would be no good in somewhere like the maze." He said, walking ahead of me backwards.

I couldn't help but smile at the boy as he tilted his head, his big brown eyes staring into my soul. It was hard not to smile, but I made sure it was only a faint smile, I still didn't know if I should open up to this guy yet.

All of a sudden, a gun shot was fired, and a bullet hit of the from of a car I was standing next to.

The cars were scattered and abandoned all up the road.

I exchanged a look with Jorge, who was looking back at me in mild fear.

"I think that was a gun shot-" I started before being interrupted by millions of shots coming from all directions.

Someone grabbed my wrist and dragged me down beside a car to take cover.

I looked around frantically to see where the bullets were coming from, but no luck.

"Where are those bloody shots coming from?" Newt shouted, covering his head with his one free hand. It was only then that I noticed he had been grabbing hold on my wrist this whole time.

"Drop it.." I heard a female voice say further up the street.

"Did you not hear her? She said Drop it!" Another female voice yelled, different from the last.

I looked down at my wrist to see Newt still holding it. I shook him off before he turned to look at me and then looked back up ahead.

"All of you stand up, hands in the air." The girl both shouted, pointing their guns at us.

We all made our way to the front before one of the girls lowered their guns and looked at one boy in particular.

"A- Aris??" The girl said, causing the other girl next to her to lower her gun.

"Harriet? Sonya?" The boy said, running forward and hugging them both.

"How did you?-" One of the girls started before Aris interrupted.

"No time to explain, guys, meet Harriet and Sonya." Aris said, as the girls' names were called out, they smiled and gave a slight wave.

The girl Harriet stood forward before letting out the loudest whistle I had ever heard. It's not like i had heard many people whistle anyway, but it still caught me off guard.

"Pack it up, Joe! We are good!"

As she shouted to the mountains, it didn't take long for people to start emerging from the tops and looking down on the Road were we all stood.

"Cmon, we will get you guys back to camp." Harried said, cracking a smile.
"Follow me." She said, leading up all around the mountain to a truck, neatly parked.

Me and Brenda shared a seat in the far back of the truck, and everyone else tried to squash inside.

The truck set off, crossing bumpy roads and going round sharp turns until we finally pulled up.

Tents were set up everywhere, and there were also some hand-made wooden bunkers.

I looked around in awe as Sonya shouted out from the front seat of the truck.

"Welcome to the Right-Arm!"