The Glader: Newt x OC

Newt's Story:

My girlfriend shook her head and turned around.

"Hey," I put my arms around her once more. " I was lying in that bed there in awe of the fact that I get to call you mine."

"I hate how I look."

"Well I don't. I think you are the prettiest thing I have ever seen."

She just looked at me. I opened my arms to her. Zoe hugged me. I grabbed under her thighs as her arms wrapped around my neck.

"We're gonna be late," She whispered.

"As second in command I give us permission to be late."

Zoe combed her fingers through my hair. I sat on the edge of the bed and lowered myself so she was sitting on me. Zoe placed her hands on my chest and kissed me. I ran my hands down her back.

She leaned in for another kiss but scrambled off me at the sound of a voice.

"Oh somebody please stab out my eyeballs!" Daniel gagged.

I sat up, "Daniel!"

Zoe pulled the blanket up over her, "Daniel!"

"Yes I know who I am," Daniel crossed his arms.

"This is not what you think it is," I said as I pulled my tank top and hoodie back on.

"Oh really? Pretty sure if I hadn't walked in something would have gone down in here."

Zoe clutched the blanket to her chest, "Please don't tell Alby."

"I won't. You'd both better be glad it was me who walked in."

Daniel left us alone. I laughed out loud, "We almost got killed." 

~Zoe~

Molly and I sat on a log shelling peas for lunch.

"You know," Molly said. "I think I'm starting to like this place."

"How's running going?" I asked and tossed another pea shell into the pig pen nearby.

"Gosh, It's a lot harder than I thought but I love it. It's freeing for me."

"And the company ain't too bad," I winked.

Molly blushed, "Minho is just a friend."

"And so was Newt."

"Well, Even I did like Minho, I don't think he would like me back. He's my keeper for pete's sake," She looked over at the tree where today's group of runner's had assembled. We heard a suspicious scraping in the maze last night so they were heading out later today.

"Why not? You're really cool and you're so pretty."

"Minho is pretty handsome," She admitted while snapping a pea.

"He is," I smirked.

"Do you have our wedding planned or what?" Molly laughed. "Speaking of weddings. Do you think Newt is gonna pop the question?"

"What now? We have to get out of here first," I replied, not confessing to the fact that I had suspected it.

Molly looked around and leaned closer, "So I was thinking, just to one, benefit us, and two play around with the guys, we should do something about the smell around here."

"What are you thinking?"

We ran our idea by Alby who agreed it would be a good idea and called an official glade gathering. Molly and I stood behind a row of baskets.