Running From Your Problems (a Newt/ Maze Runner fanfic)

Chapter 40

A firm hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me back. "Y/N."

I turned around to find myself face to face with Alby.

Anger still coursing through my body I spat at him, "where have you been all this time? Hiding? Too ashamed of what happened in the maze that night to admit that you were saved by a girl?"

As though he had gone temporarily deaf, Alby ignored my comment about the night he, Thomas, and Minho thought that they were going to die in the maze.

"Newt and Thomas want to talk to you," was all he said before leaving me all alone on the roof.

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Newt and Thomas were waiting outside for me, Minho and Teresa standing at their sides.

"You have a lot of explaining to do," Newt looked at me expectantly.

"Fine," I growled, inwardly wincing at how harsh I was to him, "I went to WICKED and shut down the maze. Chancellor Paige was there and she somehow notified the rest of them."

"Anything else?" Minho asked, running a hand through his hair.

"I threw a knife at Gally's head," a smile slowly began to spread on my lips.

A snort came from Teresa as she doubled over with laughter. Thomas gave her a strange look before beginning to laugh.

I stood there, as the rest of them began to laugh like hyenas at the thought of me throwing a knife at Gally.

Newt realized that I wasn't joining in and began to slowly approach me, an evil grin on his face. It took me a second to realize what he was about to.

"Not happening!" I yelled as I darted past him and into Homestead.

Up two flights of stairs I ran as fast as I could, even with his limp slowing him down, Newt was right behind me. At the top of the second flight of stairs, there were only two options. The first was to go to my room, which would be obvious. Or I could go into Newt's room which would be downright awkward if he found me.

I could hear Newt's footsteps getting closer and closer. Before I could think any more I darted into the only room with an open door. Newt's room.

"Shank better not get the wrong idea," I whispered as I silently closed the the door to his room.

I held my breath as his footsteps stopped in front of the door to his room.

"I know you're in there Y/N." He taunted.

The doorknob slowly began to turn and I backed up, my calves hitting the edge of his bed. The door opened all the way to reveal a smirking Newt.

He slowly walked towards me until he was less than a foot away and suddenly stopped. The smirk grew until he lunged.

I cursed as he began tickling me.

"Stop! Stop!" I screamed through my laughter, tears running down my face. "I'll do anything!"

Newt immediately stopped and looked at me as if I were crazy. "Anything?"