The One - Newt x Reader Book 2

Chapter 8

"Thomas, that wasn't your fault. And it wasn't Gally's either. He was stung, that made him half out of his mind. If we have anyone to blame, it's the Creators. It's Wicked," I reasoned with him.

He gave me a weak smile and looked up ahead. 

"Do you see that?" He thought to me curiously.

I looked up ahead and saw a small dot in the distance. It seemed to be a building, maybe we'll reach it in a day or two.

"Looks like a building. You think we'll reach it in a day or so?" I asked as I looked over at him. He shrugged and sighed.

We walked silently for a second, both physically and mentally. After a few minutes, he spoke up in our heads again.

"Your boyfriend's watching," he snickered. I looked up at him with a confused look. He was smirking and looking directly at me. Then realization dawned on me.

"He's not my boyfriend, Thomas!" I defended. I felt a blush crawling up my neck, luckily being covered by the sunburns everyone had.

"Y/n, remember what I said about knowing things about you?" He called. I nodded and looked up at him.

"I don't know what it is, but our mental bond is stronger than mine and Teresa's. I don't know how to explain it, but it feels almost... like it's been practiced more. Used more often than the other one."

I pondered it for a minute. Know that I think of it, I do feel closer to Thomas than to Teresa. 

"I know what you mean now that you mention it, but what does that have to do with anything?"

He sighed.

"I know things about you, Y/n. And you know things about me. Think about it," he said, moving his glance up to Teresa.

When his eyes find her, I feel it. It's a knowing feeling, a feeling that I can't quite understand.  I feel it in the pit of my stomach. 

"You... you fancy her don't you?" I smirk. I notice his face get a tiny shade darker.

"You see what I'm talking about? That feeling? It happens when you look at your little boyfriend," he chuckles a little. I glare at him as the blush comes creeping back. 

"He is not my boyfriend."

"But you 'fancy' him, do you not?" He teased. 

I don't respond, I just look at the ground. 

"He's been watching for a few minutes now, Y/n," Thomas teases. I feel my blush deepening as I look up.

Thomas was right, Newt was looking directly at me. I hold his gaze for a split second before he turns back to the front.

"Ooooh! Get some, Y/n!" Thomas teases. I glare at him and hit his shoulder playfully. 

"Shut up, slinthead!"

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That night, I woke up in the middle of the night. The sky, for once, was clouded. I smiled, hoping for maybe a drop or two of rain, but my smile dropped when I noticed the wind. 

"Guys..." I called out as the clouds quickly got closer. 

Thunder was rumbling and lightning was striking all over the sand, the storm quickly making it closer and closer to us.

"Guys!" I screamed as I scrambled up and grabbed my stuff. 

Thomas shot up and started yelling too, waking Gladers as fast as possible. I ran over to Newt and shook him awake.