Second Time Around // Newt x Reader

8

"Okay, (Y/N). You promised me no trouble." Newt said from the doorway.

"Fine. Come here." You waved him over.

You heard him shuffle over. You pulled the blankets down from over your head. Newt was standing there waiting with his arms crossed.

He bent down blocking the glare of the sun coming from the cracks between pieces of wood that they called a wall.

"What?" He asked.

You didn't answer. You just hooked your arms around his neck and just as you knew he would do he pulled up in surprise, pulling you along to. He did it with ease.

"That's how I planned on getting out of bed today." You said, actually hugging him now.

"You're very creative." Newt said hugging back.

You pulled away after a second. "I'm hungry."

"You always are."

"I'm starting to think you know me a little too well."

"Come on. I'm starving."

"I'll be out in a minute."

As soon as Newt left the room you ran around looking for a small book that you kept hidden in one of the cabinets in this room. You looked through about 4 cabinets before finding it. You have been keeping if for a couple days now. You called it your Dream Journal. Writing down your dreams that you have, but they seem more like memories to you. You are planning on talking to Thomas about it because you know it happens to him, too. Maybe he knew what was going on. You wrote down the dream, trying to put as much detail as you could into it. It might come in handy one day, you never know. When you were done you found a new hiding space for your Dream Journal. You do this every time you write, just so if someone found it and read it they would have a hard time finding it again. Or wouldn't find it at all. Which was better in your opinion.

You walked out of the Med-Jack hut and over to a picnic table. Newt, Thomas, Minho, Alby, and Chuck were sitting there.

"Hey." You said walking up behind Chuck. Your hands in the pocket of your grey sweat jacket.

WICKED sent up a new outfit for you since that one was covered in holes, was dirty, had blood stains, and if it ripped anymore it would be showing a little too much off. You had a grey sweat jacket over a black T-shirt, skinny jeans, and black Converse. They sent some other outfits up, they were a little too girly for you, so you switched them up and found your most favorite. You were convinced you kept getting stared at by the guys every time you pass by. You leave your hair down to fall around your face.

In response you got a chorus of "Hey's" and "Hi's". Everyone with a mouth full of food.

You went to get some food from Frypan who didn't look all too happy for some reason.

As you walked back you noticed the boys have shifted so Newt had the free seat next to him instead of Chuck. You slowed down a little and studied each and everyone of them. Minho and Thomas were smiling, keeping their heads down, Alby was laughing, and Chuck was looking between you and Newt like he expected something to happen, Newt was blushing profoundly and pouting.

Now you knew exactly what was going on.

Newt had a crush on you.

That was completely adorable to you. But the only problem was, you kind of liked him, too. But you took the seat next to Newt anyway.

"So," Minho said after a while of silent eating." What's on the agenda today?"

"We start thinking of a way to get out." Alby answered.