“Faster Clint, faster!” you heard Teresa scream at the edge of the deadheads.
It was early in the morning and you can’t believe she had it in her so early in the morning. It was 5 am, and you’ve woken up to go to the restroom. And you were also greeted by the ‘sounds of nature.’
It’s been like this for the past month. Teresa came 4 months before, and she’s been a splash among the 'players’ of the Glade.
Not only that, she would also sweet talk her way out of working. And she would also hypnotize the weak Gladers, and it was pretty funny. Seems like 95% of the Glade has fallen for Teresa’s touch. Sometimes you wonder how that 5% can be such strong guys. Maybe they just rolled the other way, but it didn’t really matter.
You and Teresa are best friends, and you’ve told numerous times to be careful and all, but she doesn’t seem to listen. Hopefully she doesn’t get knocked up. you were a good friend. always giving good advice about to Teresa about her 'quests,’ and your’re surprised she’s actually listened to you.
Just this past week, she’s already been getting dirty with 4 guys. It sounded disgusting to you, but you gave her some props. You weren’t shy, but the thought of being in a relationship just revolted you, plus you were better off single. You’ve had the real genuine nice guys in the Glade ask you out and what not, but you would always nicely decline the offer. Many in Glader have started calling you 'the Heartbreaker’ for a reason. Even Gally asked you on a 'date’ once, and seemed flustered when he asked you. You just felt that relationships weren’t your thing. Teresa, on the other hand, wanted to see what it’s like to be with a guy. She had a huge palette, you can say.
And you would also understand completely Teresa. She would always finish her jobs early, so she had lots of free time on her hand.
But lately it’s been getting outta hand. To the extent where it’s ruptured your sleep schedule. The 'sounds of nature’ were annoying. Even if Teresa was your best friend.
You decided enough is enough and made your way through the Homestead to the only person right now who can help you right now.
Newt.
Although he could still be very asleep, he would always want to help you out whenever you needed it.
You knocked lightly on Newt’s room, waiting for an answer. You concluded that he was still asleep. As you were about to make your way back, you heard a whisper say, “come in!”
You enter and see Newt is on his bed, staring at the ceiling just hanging around.
“I thought you were asleep!” you whispered as you sat next to Newt on his bed.
“Well Y/N, with all that racket going on, who wouldn’t sleep?” Newt chuckled.
'That girl is a tramp,“ you stated, "I’m so worried for her protection.”
“But why are you worried?” Newt asked, “Teresa is a drag, a well known drag.”
“Don’t say that, she’s my friend,” you huffed. You started to tear up a bit, because you sometimes envied how much guys loved Teresa.
“Aw, c'mon babe, don’t be that way,” Newt sweet-talked, “I was only kdding.”
“Whatever, sweetcheeks,” you sarcastically commented.
“Looks like someone needs a hug,” Newt sang as he threw open his arms for a hug.
You weren’t the one to flirt with anyone, so you reluctantly gave Newt a hug and just slid next to him on the bed without making protest.
“Well that’s a first,” Newt commented.
“Shut up, will you?” you snapped, “I’m just cold and tired, okay?”
“Yeah, that’s what they all say,” Newt replied, kissing the top of your head.
“Newt, you better stop,” you commanded, “or I’ll cut your neck. I’m not interested in anyone right now.”
“That is such a lie,” Newt said as he supressed a laugh, “everybody loves me.”
“There’s only two girls in the entire Glade,” you explained, “and if I were to like you, I would have the decency to actually flirt with you and get to know you better.”
“That’s not what I heard from Teresa the other day,” Newt smirked.
“Oh god… don’t tell me,” you groaned as you covered your face with your hands.
“We did it on this exact same spot,” Newt said.
“That’s it, I’ve had enough of this, I am out,” you jumped as you stormed to the door.
“NoY/N! Come back, I was only joking!” Newt begged, “We went to the deadheads!”
“That doesn’t help at all, Newt,” you laughed as Newt grabbed your arm and dragged you back.
“Just stay a little longer, please? It’s almost sunrise…” Newt pleaded with those big begging eyes.
You didn’t really want to stay. Especially because you didn’t want Newt finding out you fancied him. Thomas and Minho knew already, and they always wanted to tell Newt. What’s funny is that Teresa still doesn’t know, but you have your suspicions she does know.
“Fine,” you huffed, “but only because it’s almost sunrise.”
Newt started cheering and you rolled your eyes. Cheeky, you thought to yourself. You decided to sit on Newt’s chair.
Newt then took it upon himself and walked over to you and sat on your lap. You almost wanted to slap the klunk outta him.
“Newt, what in the fuck are you doing,” you groaned as you desperately tried to push him off you.
“Well, i want to get to know you better,” Newt said in his deep accent.
“I’m not in any rush for a relationship, Newt. Not now, not ever.” you stated.
“Are you sure about that,” Newt asked as he raised an eyebrow.
“I’m fucking positive,” you said, imitating his accent.
“Well, what if I did this.” Newt sid as he stood up and grabbed you by the waist and started to kiss you passionately.
His hands started roaming your body, and you put you hands his neck as your lips continued kissing. You tugged his locks of hair as he let out a throaty groan. newt was about to unclasp your bra, when suddenly you haerd a loud groan coming from outside.
The two of you abruptly stopped kissing and you questioned, “What in the name of hell was that noise??”
You and Newt stayed quiet for a few more seconds, and then you heard another groan. A man’s.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Newt laughed.
“Way to go, Teresa,” you cheered quietly as you and Newt began to applaud.
“Looks like that’s our call for breakfast, no?” Newt beamedn
“I guess so,” you chuckled as you began to head out for breakfast.
“Hey, Y/N,” Newt called from behind you.
“Yeah, Newt?” you chirped.
“How’s about a date: you and me. Under the starry sky.” Newt mustered out.
“Sounds like a deal,” you winked.
And with that, you headed to breakfast with a big smile on your smile. And some stern talking with Teresa. Who knows: maybe she’ll give you some tips.