The First Glader |Gally X Reader|

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Chapter 12

~ ALEX'S POV ~

It was the next day after the big bonfire. I woke up to the hard ground, trees blowing in the wind, and something wrapped around my waist. I went to sit up but I was pulled back down and into something hard. I looked over my shoulder and saw Gally sleeping. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, hands wrapped securely around me, and slight mumbling.

"Hey. wake up. Gally wake up."

"W-what? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. We do have to get up. It's still early but we have to get back to our beds."

"Where are we?"

"Our spot, I think we fell asleep."

"Oh."

That's when he noticed he had his arms wrapped around me.

"Oh shit. Sorry i didn't mean-"

"No, it's ok. But we do have to get up."

We sat up and made our way back to Gally's hammock. When he went to lay down I grabbed the back of his shirt. He turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"What? You ok?"
I nodded.

"Ok? So why did you pull my back?"

I didn't answer, just kissed his cheek and stood there. He seemed to have gotten the message. He picked me up and laid both of us down in his hammock. We talked for a good 2 or 3 hours, until we had to actually get up. We walked over to where the frypan was setting up for breakfast.

"Hey fry. Need any help with breakfast?"

"No. But thanks Alex."

"No problem."

We walked to your usual table and waited for breakfast. After about ten minutes of talking Alby, Newt, Ben, Minho, and Chuck came and sat down. When breakfast was done we got our food and ate. After that we had a normal day of working, eating lunch, and more working. I still wasn't completely ok with Minho going back out into the maze, but after him groveling and begging, I finally agreed for him to go back out tomorrow. But I made him promise to be back before lunch and that Ben goes with. So that gave him eight hours. Ben was a little confused as to why he was going. I mean he's gone in the maze before so he didn't really argue.

Over the rest of the day I noticed Gally kept staring at me. I didn't mind, but I was a little confused.

"Hey Gally! Come here for a second!"

"Yeah...... what's up"

"Nothing. Just wondering why you keep staring at me."

"Just making sure you're ok."

I raised an eyebrow.

"I noticed Mason kept staring at you. Well, more like your body?"

"Are you... Jealous?"
I asked with a smirk.

"What! No, no I'm not jealous! Why would you think im-..... Ok maybe yeah i'm a little jealous."

"It's alright. I kind of like jealous Gally. It's hot."

"Yeah well i just wanna make sure everyone here knows your mine."

"I'm pretty sure everyone knows I'm yours."

"Ok well just in case."

That's when he pulled me into a heated kiss. On arm around my waist and the other hand cupping my face and jaw

When he pulled away he smirked and walked back to his working station.

~ THE NEXT DAY ~

~ THIRD PERSON POV ~

It was the next day and Minho only had one hour to get back to the glade. Alex was worried but she would never let it show. Though two people knew she was nervous because they were so close to her. Even with her hard exterior Alby and Gally knew she was worried about one of her best friends.

The lunch bell rang and Minho was nowhere to be found. 'When he gets back I'm going to throw him in the pit forever and never let him leave the glade.' Alex thought to herself. She was pacing back and forth in front of the maze entrance. Finally she heard the hard footsteps of a runner. She sighed in relief when she saw him running towards her. She subconsciously checked him for any visible injuries. When she saw none her shoulders relaxed. When he got into the he slowed down. When he finally did stop he was tackled to the ground by his best friend. Alex was hugging the life out of him. He had to tap her shoulder three times to tell her 'hey bud. Can't breathe.' When she loosened her grip he hugged back. After a minute he felt more pressure. When he looked up he saw Gally, Alby, and Newt dog piled on top of him. He smiled and just laid there.

'How did we all get so lucky to have Alex?'

Minho thought to himself.

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