The Cure: Newt x OC

~Zoe~

A shrill beeping filled my ears.

"Zoe?" A woman's voice asked. "Zoe?"

Golden light took the place of the dark void around me. I was in a field. A field of brilliant green grass. Tall stalks of daisy flowers bloomed around me. I could smell their sweet scent. I stretched my arms out and basked in the sun. It felt wonderful.

"Zoe? Time to go darling," came a cheerful voice. I turned around. A woman with brown hair held back with a bandana stood a few meters behind me. A basket of apples was perched on her hip.

"Come Zoe. Your father will be home any moment," She stretched out a hand for me to take.

"Mom?"

"Yes Zoe, what is it?"

I shrugged and smiled. She smiled back, "Tell you what, when we get these apples home you can help me peel them and then we will bake pie for your brother after his hockey game.

"Sounds good," little me replied.

                The scene changed. I was standing beside a pool. In the middle was a floating pink flamingo.

"Here, jump to daddy," My father beckoned for me to jump to him. His hair was soaked and hung down in his face, "I'll catch you." He smiled. I saw myself leap towards him before disappearing below the water's cool surface. Dad picked me up and tossed me in the air.

          The setting changed again. An older woman sat on a horses back. Her graying hair was braided back. She wore leather boots, black leggings, and a purple plaid shirt.

"Alrighty, up ya' get," An old man with a white beard picked me up and put me in the saddle of a small pony.

"You two have fun now," He opened the gate.

                 Newt's brown eyes stared back at me as I slipped the needle out of his arm.

"Did it hurt?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm strong. I can take it," He brushed his free hand through his fluffy blonde hair.

"Okay then Mr. Strong," I said and injected the needle into his other arm.

"Newt actually. The name's newt," he smiled.

"Zoe," I replied with a blush. It was wrong for me to find a subject cute...right?

"Well Zoe,If all the staff were as sweet and gentle it would make living in this place a breeze," Newt smiled and winked.

I blushed and clasped my clipboard to my chest, "Um, well, thanks I guess. You're free to go."

"Oh okay," He stood and hesitated. "Um, well, will I see you around? Or again for that matter?"

"I'm usually around," I shrugged.

His took my free hand and kissed it, "My lady, it has been a pleasure to have my blood taken by you."

I laughed as he nodded and left. 

              The final one was the most pleasant.

"Newt what are you doing?" I stared at the boy standing outside my room door. "If you get caught Ava is going to kill you. Us, both!"

"I don't care," he slipped into my apartment and leaned in the doorway of my bedroom.

I nudged him inside, checked to make sure no one has seen us, and then closed the door.

"Newt i'm not even dressed!" I protested as he sat on my bed. My hoodie hung open, exposing my chest a little. He took my hands, pulled my between his knees, and kissed me. He fell back against my pillows. I sat on him just staring into his eyes. Newt's thumbs gently massaged my hips as he smiled up at me. I stretched out on top of him, "If we get caught we're both good as dead."