You cross your legs and then prop your chin up on your hand, once again pretending to scrutinize him. With his boyish, yet chiseled features, fluffy light hair, and alluring umber eyes, he had always reminded you of someone out of a fairy-tale. You’re only half-joking when you say, “Yes, very.” “You look like some sort of elf prince,” You say, speaking your initial thoughts. You tilt your head slightly to the side, as though honestly considering him, although you already know how much you like the way he looks in it. “So? How does it look, love?” He asks, lilting voice lingering on the word love solely for the purpose of making you blush. You move over and place the flower crown on his head, laughing under your breath at his incredulous expression as he looks up at it.Īnd then, he turns to you, chocolate eyes glittering with amusement. “Oh, really? Let’s see it, then,” he quips, leaning back against the the trunk of a nearby tree, smiling crookedly at you. But, you catch him glancing your way every minute or so, and you try to keep your fingers from shaking as you cling to your fork like a lifeline.Īfter you finish eating, you grab the flower crown from where you’ve placed it on the grass behind you and say, “I made something for you.” His only response is a scoff as he hands you your food, and you begin to eat in silence. “What, never seen a girl before?” You tease, following carnal instinct and fluttering your eyelashes innocently at him. After all, it wasn’t everyday that you got the chance to push his buttons a little bit. You quirked an eyebrow at him, a smirk spreading across your lips. His eyes widened at the sight of you, and you heard him mutter a soft “Bloody hell,” as he took you in. Just as you finished securing the final flower in place, you heard the sound of footsteps, and glanced up to see Newt heading towards you. Now that you weren’t sweating through your clothes, your mind was clear, and you started to gather up long strands of grass, bendable twigs, and most importantly, flowers.įor the next few minutes, you kept yourself busy by making a flower crown for Newt, laughing softly as you imagined the look on his face when you gave it to him. It was a particularly hot day, and you couldn’t help but take off your worn cardigan, leaving nothing but a black tank top to cover your upper torso.
You glanced around, trying to focus on anything but the humid air around you. Newt had left a few minutes ago to get lunch from Frypan, and you were left alone with nothing but your thoughts to keep you company. However, you and Newt had found a shady, secluded spot in the Glade that was invisible to those in the main area of the courtyard. You wanted to speak to Newt about it, but anytime the two of you were together, there was an abundance of snickering and whispering that followed you around. Some idiot had started to make an obnoxious comment, when you heard another boy shush him, then say, “Don’t be a shank, Newt’ll have your ass if he hears you saying that.”Īnd after that, the boy had been strangely polite to you for the rest of the day. Yesterday, you had been working in the gardens, and you had bent over to pick up your fallen shovel. Thankfully, most of the boys had left you alone for the past few days, and you were beginning to think that Newt had something to do with it. You were irritated when the other boys tried to flirt with you, but with Newt, you certainly didn’t mind. You thought of his husky laugh, and the way his lips twisted up into a smile when he called you ‘love’.
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Thomas, because of his obvious infatuation with Teresa,Ĭhuck, because he was younger and didn’t yet know how to be a cocky slinthead,Īnd Newt, because he was… well, because he was Newt, all poofy hair and chocolate eyes that made you blush every time they caught your gaze. The only boys you could stand for extended amounts of time were Thomas, Chuck, and Newt. It had its perks, but with Teresa already being “accounted for” by Thomas, you were often a target of some the more daring boys, and it go quite annoying after a while. You had been treated differently almost immediately upon your arrival at the Glade, being one of two girls amongst over twenty boys. Premise: Ever since you came up out of the elevator, Newt has taken a special interest in you, and has rules about how the boys aren’t supposed to touch or flirt with you, but he breaks all of them himself. I Want What You Have by Willamette Stone “I was lookin’ for somethin’ to sink my teeth into. I Want What You Have: A Newt (The Maze Runner) Imagine Joe Sugg masterlist the maze runner the maze runner imagine
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