Gasoline (A Newtmas Fanfic)
Thomas never planned for his life to be the way it was.
He never planned to be living on the streets, never planned on drugs, drink, death.
He never planned on the journey to an early grave.
Newt never planned for his life to be the way it was.
He never planned to be living in an asylum, never planned on medication, solitude, insanity.
He never planned on conversations with the voices in his head at night.
Neither boy planned for their paths to intertwine with each other.
(Everything belongs to James Dashner)