The fresh breeze across my face made me shiver with the cold. I heard the birds and the creaking of the door. I smelt the dusty air entering my nostrils and the faint smell of frypan's kitchen. I opened my eyes to see the sight of my ceiling made of wood and branches. And then I sat up and rubbed my temples. A hell of a dream that was, I thought. Today I took more time getting ready as I thought I would. I picked out my outfit carefully, picking a pair of shorts and a black t-shirt. I sat down in front of my mirror, taking my time in plaiting my hair carefully and then placing my favorite sunglasses on top of my head. I then took my makeup out. W.I.C.K.D didn't send a lot up at all but had to do with what I have. I had a blush and I lightly smeared it on to my face with my finger. I then got my concealer and put a bit under my eyes and on my unfortunately very visible spots. I picked up my mascara and put it on the top and bottom of my eyelashes. I stood up and looked at myself. I looked pretty, and felt pretty. I picked up my black boots for work and before heading out I picked up my black and white bucket hat and my glasses from my hanger. With one last look in the mirror I walked out, locking the door after me. The fresh air hit me pleasantly and I sighed, contently. I continued walking, feeling the uncut and messy grass on my bare legs. I looked towards the maze and the massive walls that separated us. Then I twitched as I felt hands wrapping around my waist. I immediately knew who it was from the intoxicating smell of dirt on him. He snuggled his face into my shoulder and I turned to look at him. "Hey babe". He said, tracing his fingers up and down my arm. "Hi Newt, how are you?" I asked him back, running my hand through his hair, stopping at the back of his neck. "Better now that you're awake". He said, leaning down to slowly lay his lips on mine. I placed my hand on his jaw, slowly running it up and down his body. As I did this I felt his lips form into a smile and I ruffled his hair, parting my lips from his. "God," He said, placing his hands on the side of my face. "You are outstanding". I giggled, taking his hand in mine."Not more outstanding than you mister, come on, let's go and eat breakfast". I said. We walked hand in hand to the kitchen, sitting down with the rest of the group. "Hi Y/n, sleep ok?" Minho asked me and I nodded, smiling. Teresa came and sat next to me. "Hiya, how are you doing?" She asked me. "I'm good, I slept pretty well last night." I said. "Actually Teresa, could I talk to you for a sec". I asked, beginning to get up. "Sure" she said, taking my hand in hers and leading me away. "Yeah?" she asked, smiling. "I had a really, really weird dream last night". I said, rubbing my temples. Teresa nodded, encouraging me to continue. "Well it was all sorts of flashbacks of well, the outside world. In a type of lab, or at least I think it was a lab. I was there, although no one communicated with me... And there was this monster, a massive black thing was attacking me, and-" Teresa stopped me. "Y/n, I- I have the same dreams. Well, not exactly the same, as I'm never the one being attacked, I'm always the one watching..." I opened my mouth, about to say something when Newt came up to me. "Babe we're starting work now, so be quick". I looked at Teresa. "let's talk more in private, tonight". I said, and she nodded walking away. "What was that about?" Newt asked me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Oh nothing, a weird dream Teresa had". I know it's bad to lie and I obviously didn't want to lie to my boyfriend but the news was just so shocking. What did it mean?
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The maze runner: If I live (Newt x reader)
RomanceA story of how 2 people from different sides come together for love (I wrote this 2 years ago and I'm trying to revise it because the spelling's shit, bear with me pls).
