You awoke to the sound of waves crashing against the shore. It relaxed you. You'd always found peace in those little things. You loved the stars, the way they sparkled on their own. But you couldn't sparkle, not without him.
You loved the beach, watching the light dance along the waves, twinkling as it went by. But you couldn't twinkle, not without him.
You both used to find happiness in those things together. You missed the days when you couldn't sleep, so you found yourself a spot on the grass where the stars shone the brightest. Newt would always find you there sooner or later, and you'd both stare upwards, watching.
You missed him.
The wooden bed creaked as you forced yourself off it, and made your way to your friends. Sand squished between your toes, flicking up behind you as you walked. He would have loved that.
You soon found your friends and sat down on the spare log. "Good morning" came from Minho.
You replied with a slightly forced smile, you didn't really feel like talking.
“No breakfast for you then?" asked Gally, as he looked at you with worry.
"Not really feeling hungry", you weren't lying, you hardly ate these days, you felt empty.
Thomas came and sat next to you "Drink this", he handed you a cup of water, which had a slight tinge of yellow in it.
"Thanks", you said before taking a gulp.
He put his arm around you and pulled you close to him, "I know this is hard for you," he started, " it's hard for all of us, but you've got to take care of yourself." He finished, speaking to you as a big brother would to his little sister.
You gave a small nod, and stared at the sand blowing at your feet. "How've you been sleeping?" he pushed.
"Not well, keep waking up."
Thomas started talking again, "Well maybe i can-".
You abruptly cut him off with "I'm hungry." With that you walked off to get yourself some breakfast.
You knew they were only trying to look at for you, but you knew it wasn't going to help. To be honest, you didn't really want to think about Newt, or all the things you were struggling with right now. So you just removed yourself from the situation.
Nothing was easy without newt.
He used to be the one to wake you up and go get breakfast with you every morning. He used to hold you when you couldn't sleep, and tell you stories. He used to watch the stars with you or go swim in the lake. He used to whisper jokes about the other glades in your ears, in front of them, sending you both into fits of giggles whilst, the glader would just stare at you in confusion.
Newt was your happiness, and without him, you didn't know where you were going to get it from.
Slowly you made your way to get food, dragging your feet behind you. You stared at the floor, fiddling with the glass in your hands, trying desperately not to think of Newt, but failing miserably. You looked up, to check your path was clear, and looked back down at the glass once more.
But as you looked down something caught your eye. You did a double take, and looked directly in front of you. You saw it again. It took your brain a second to process what you were looking at. But then you realised.
You froze.
The glass cup you'd previously been holding, slipped out of your grip, and smashed loudly as it collided with a rock by your feet.
You were still frozen.
Gally, Minho and Thomas all ran up to you. "Are you....okay?" Gally asked between breaths, he was the least fit one out of them all.
You heard the question but your brain couldn't process it. Your eyes were still locked on the thing in front of you.
You heard Thomas speak up next, "Shucking hell, what's happening to her?”.
You finally found your words, and squeezed out a single word, "Look."
All the boys looked to the place your eyes were fixed on. Their draws dropped, as a grin formed on your face.
Newt.
You sprinted. Faster than you'd ever run before. Faster than you ever thought you could run. Faster than if you were being chased by grievers. Faster than if you were running away from cranks. But the difference was, this time, you were running towards him.
When you finally reached him, you flung yourself into his outstretched arms. The force of your jump had caused him to lose him balance, and fall over backwards. The sand flew in the air, as you both flopped on top of it.
You buried your head in his neck, tears drenching his tshirt. You smiled. For the first time since you'd lost him, you'd smiled. You could feel the warm of his body, and the touch of his skin.
"Hey, I’ve missed you." His british accent rang through your ears, making you smile even more.
You were both still lying on the floor by the time the boys reached you.
You and Newt both sat up, making sure to keep your arms wrapped around each other tightly. The boys all latched on to you and Newt, joining in the long awaited hug.
When you all finally pulled away, you looked into his chestnut eyes. Oh how much you missed them. "Newt...?"
You spoke it as a half question, and half statement. Your arms still holding the side of his. It was so surreal you couldn't tell if it was real or not, but if it wasn't then who was this in your arms now.
He smiled at you, with his smile, that smile. The smile that you loved so much. As he pulled you closer to him. Your lips collided. You missed this, missed him, missed his touch. It felt as if you'd been separately for years, making the kiss that even more amazing.
When you pulled apart you hugged him again, this time with your head on his chest. He held your head in one hand, and your back in his other, pulling you closer, whilst placing his head carefully on top of yours.
Thomas spoke up, "But how? I...It doesn't make sense." Confusion filling his face.
Honestly you couldn't care less about how or why he was here. The only thing that mattered right now, was that he was here.
"To be bloody honest I don't know how myself. I just woke surrounded by people, cured, and they led me back to you." He finished pointing his fingers at them.
"Do you know who these people are?" Gally questioned. His face filled with a type of happiness you didn't think you've ever seen on him before.
"Not a bloody clue. But they did me well. Maybe they were a similar lot to the ones that found you." Newt answered.
"Well either way we're happy to have you back shuckface." Minho finished with a laugh.
"I'm happy to be back." Newt smiled at us all, before whispering into my ear, "We've got a lot to catch up on missy."
"You must be hungry Newt, let's go get you some food." Thomas called before turning away with the guys.
"I'll meet you there." Newt called back before pulling out of the hug and locking eyes with you.
He moved his hand up to your cheek, and wiped away the most recent tear that had escaped your eyes.
"You don't know how much I've missed you, you don't know how hard it was to lose you." You spoke as more tears followed.
"I'm sorry, you won't ever lose me again, I'll make sure if it."
In response, you lifted up your pinkie, "Promise?" "Promise", connecting his finger with yours.
"Come on, let's go find those shanks." Newt said.
You both picked yourself up, sand falling of your clothes as you stood. He intertwined his hand with yours, as you walked off together
You couldn't help smiling to yourself the whole day, he was back, your happiness was back. Two words wouldn't leave your mind all day.
He's Home.