How to Save a Life: Newt x Reader (EDITED)

Chapter 6: One for Saving Lives

3rd Person POV:

After Minho had found Newt and Y/N alive, he had med-jacks come in to retrieve them. 
Y/N had a mild concussion and Newt had a twisted ankle that would have a permanent limp even after it healed.

They had Justin restrained in the room next to Newt and Y/N's. he would spend hours screaming in pain and anger. 

Newt had to spend at least a week in bed. Y/N still hasn't woken up in six days. She had hurt her head quite a couple times before, but too much can cause quite some damage.

Y/N's POV:

I woke up, my head pounding and throbbing from the pain I felt that I had endured from hitting my head from saving Newt.

Speaking of which...

I turned my head to the left and winced as I did so. Newt was laying in the bed next to me looking bored out of his mind. He turned his head to me and smiled. 
"Y/N, Your okay!" he said going to hug me, but the pain in his ankle stopped him. I went to hug him, but the pain in my head stopped me from doing so also. We gave in and sunk back in our beds.

"How, did you do it?" Newt asked. "We all believed you were dead until Minho and the med-jacks dragged us out."
"I honestly don't know." you mumbled. "I found a gap in one of the walls and hid. Until one of those grievers found me and jabbed at me with it's stinger. Then I found a knife in my pocket I remember twiddling with in here and jabbed at it's stinger, causing it to come off. Then I came out and stabbed the slintface with it's own stinger and used my knife to kill it."

"-Wait, you actually killed a griever? That's impossible!" Newt said disbelievingly. "But, I did. And luckily it was the only one I had encountered last night."
"-It's been six days." Newt corrected. "Six? Jesus Christ, I need to stop banging my head against shit, or I'll be out for a month next time." I said, trying to sit up.

Newt chuckled at me and I shot him a glare, then smiled. Then the both of us were laughing. 

3rd Person POV:

Jeff came in and saw that you were awake. "Oh, so I see the life-saver's awake." he said heading to one of the cabinets. "Life saver?" you said confusingly. "Y/N, you saved Minho and Justin's life, saved your own in the maze, then saved this shank from killing himself." Jeff pointed out as he took out some bandages.

Jeff undid the bandage around your head to replace it. You winced softly as he did so. "Speaking of which, how is Justin?" you asked as he was finishing up. "Not too good. He's been screaming and saying weird things in his sleep. He says your name sometimes." Jeff threw away the old bandage. "Can I see him?" You asked, managing to get half-way out of bed. "He's not seeing anyone right now. He's supposed to be banished soon once Alby comes up with his final decision."

"-Banished? No! I won't allow that." You say upset and remembering what Newt had told you about what happened if someone was stung.  "It's a rule, Y/N. Nothing can be done." Jeff sighed.

"I need to see him before the final decision." You demanded, managing to stand up. Jeff sighed again "I'll see what I can do. But, for the time being, you need to stay in bed at least until dinner."

You thank him and slouch back on your bed. "Y/N..." Newt said turning to you. You look at him in response. "Yes, Newt?" You said, raising an eyebrow. "Promise me you'll never do something like that again. That really scared me...and the others, of course." Newt was starting to blush. You look at him in confusion.

"You seem more concerned about it then the others. Why did you jump down from the walls? That scared me...and I'm pretty sure the others." you said as your face started to heat up. 

Newt sighed as if you just found something out about him that he didn't want you to know. "I did it because after you disappeared, I felt like I didn't have a meaning to live anymore. I thought I lost you. And when you first arrived, something about you made me feel different...happy, I guess you could say. You made me laugh, smile, you even made me feel overpowered because of how much work you could fit in a day."

"You're not saying that because I'm a girl, right?" you asked, disbelievingly. You felt like any other boy in the glade would have said that if they were in here, visiting you. But, then you realized what you said was stupid because he was willing to die for you (well, because of you in a way). You mentally slapped yourself.

"Newt, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." you say, shaking your head in shame softly to avoid the hammering head pain. "No, no, it's okay. Though that isn't the reason." Newt said, putting a hand in his pocket. "When you went into the maze, this fell out of your hand."

He handed you the paper to you and it was the poem/song you had written when you were on a break and were bored out of your mind. "Did you read it?" you asked, putting the paper in your jean pocket. "Yes, I did. But, your words are beautiful and true. It made me cry." 

His eyes were stinging as tears rose to the surface. "It did?" you asked as tears rose to the surface of your eyes as well. "Yes, because the words sort of matched the situation we were in and what we're in now."

You stood up, without thinking and hugged him. He sat there in shock, but gladly returned the hug after a second of taking it in. "I really care about you, Y/N. More than anything." Newt admitted as the high began to break. "You do?" You asked as you blushed furiously. "Yes, I definitely do. Probably more than anyone here. Unless your brother counts."

You let out a soft giggle before giving another quick hug. You hear the sound of the door opening. It was Jeff. "Alright you two love birds. It's grub time."