Random Imagines

Newt (TMR)// Garden

"Y/n... my name is y/n." I let out a shaky breath.

All the guys smiled and cheered.

They all started chanting my name.

I smiled and hugged Newt; I don't know why, I just did. I felt the need to.

All the boys "ooh'd" and I blushed.

"Sorry." I looked down. The boys dispersed, leaving Newt and I alone.

"Congratulations y/n. Remembering your name is a great deal around here." His voice sounded so angelic.

"How long have you been here?" I asked awkwardly.

"Three years."

I sighed.

"Am I the only girl? I haven't seen any yet." I looked around.

"No. There's one other girl here. Her name is Teresa."

"Oh, alright." I nodded.

"Are you hungry? They'll be serving lunch soon."

"Yeah, I'm starving." I smiled.
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3 months later and I have started developing feelings for Newt. Deeper than the night I first saw him. This was love.

We're best friends now, but I'm a runner so I don't see him every day.

It was getting close to the time I needed to head back, so I did.

I rounded a corner and jumped over a part of the wall, but when I landed, I twisted my ankle.

I yelped out in pain but kept going, knowing that if I stopped for even a second, I'd be trapped in here and I'd die.

Eventually, I saw the door closing, I saw all the guys, and Teresa, yelling at me to hurry up.

I was almost there, almost free.

Thomas ran back in, picked me up, and ran back out with me, saving my life.

I hugged him. "Thank you Thomas."

I looked at Newt, he looked slightly jealous and rolled his eyes, scoffing and walking away.

I hobbled over to him quickly.

"Newt, why are you upset?" I asked, also slightly upset.

He didn't answer me, he just kept walking.

"Newt!" I yelled at him as kept limping towards him.

I felt a snap in my leg and fell to the ground, crying and screaming in pain.

"Y/n, are you okay!?" Newt turned and ran back towards me.

"I think I broke my ankle. It hurts so bad Newt. Please help me. I'm sorry."

He picked me up bridal style.

"No, love, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you, then you wouldn't have chased after me and put so much pressure on it." He carried me to the Medjack.

Jeff and Clint gave me some drugs, I'm assuming morphine, and wrapped my leg up in tightly woven grass and cloth. They concluded it wasn't broken, just twisted. It would take 2-4 weeks to heal.

So for the next two weeks, I felt completely useless. I could tell that Newt was still upset with me for getting myself hurt and almost dying, but he still talked to me and checked up on me.

"Please Newt, I won't mess anything I promise. I can't spend another minute in the hut or I'm gonna shucking kill myself."

"Fine. But you're just going to sit there and watch me work."