The Maze Runner Imagines/Preferences

Newt Imagine #6

[Third Person]

"Look at her, Tommy." Newt stared at the jar of 'Gally's secret recipe' desperately, clinging onto what little hope he had left. "She's a shucking beauty."

Thomas simply shrugged, gazing over the campfire at Teresa. "I like Teresa, though."

Newt looked over at Teresa, who seemed to be staring back at Thomas. He felt uncomfortable, as if this was some secret he wasn't supposed to know about.

"Alby has got a rule though," murmured Newt, nudging Thomas' shoulder. "Ain't no such thing as relationships; only hard work and rewards."

Thomas scoffed, his eyes lifting off Teresa's. "I don't give a shuck what Alby says. Just because he was the first to arrive in the Glade doesn't mean he should be in charge. Hell, even Gally would be a better leader."

Newt just shook his head, taking a swig from the jar, gazing over at y/n. "Alby would kill ya if he ever heard you say that."

"That's just what I'm saying. Ain't nobody got a temper like Alby, 'cept maybe Gally." Thomas' eyes were back on Teresa.

This time it was Newt's turn to roll his eyes. "Are you done making telepathic love with Teresa?"

Thomas scoffed, though his eyes were still trained on Teresa. "At least I know she likes me. For all you know y/n could be head-over-heels for Minho."

My chest tightened, thoughts running through my head. "What the shuck do you expect me to do?"

"Well for starters," Thomas glanced over at Newt. "you should probably talk to her."

Newt seemed embarrassed just by the thought.

"I can't."

"Bloody hell," Thomas mimicked Newt. "you shucking can. Dude, she's literally staring at you right now."

Newt looked over the bonfire, meeting eyes with y/n, whose cheeks flushed lightly, before she looked away, beginning to fidget with her fingers.

"Talk to her," Thomas grabbed the jar out of Newt's hand. "Go."

Newt frowned at him, before standing up, slowly shuffling over to y/n.

"Er," he stared at y/n, his eyes glazed over, his cheeks flushing a light shade of pink. "Hi."

He smiled confidently, his cheeks still pink. "I-I think I like you."

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I just wanted to drop a short one for you guys. (385 words)

but ashton irwin needs to get his shit together *cough* bryana *cough*

Posted: 05/28/15