A girl new to the glade falls hopelessly in love with Newt, but what happens when her past unfolds and she can no longer hide from the truth.
✰Will she choose 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 over saving the world?✰
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Champagne Coast- Blood Orange, Dev Hynes __________________________________
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"Alby!"
Thomas ran out of the room, calling out Albys name. He left and soon after everyone began to call for him while leaving the room as well.
I just stood there, blinking at the area Alby was standing at.
When did the voices stop? Where did they go? What do they want from me? Questions. I have so many questions but now one can answer them. The Creators can. No. I'll never ask them. I won't give them the satisfaction of gaining my interest.
I heard someone foot steps behind my figure and looked over my shoulder to see Newt. He looked on the verge of falling apart as he tried to talk.
My heart ached at the sight. Seeing Newt in such a horrible state brought me back to my senses. I shook the thoughts out of my head and gently creased his cheek, "I'm so sorry, Newt." I whispered, while rubbing my thumb against his skin.
His voice cracked, "He's gone," Newt managed to say, "Alby's gone." The realization hit him harder than he thought. Of course, Newt saw what happened with his own eyes, but hadn't processed it until a few minutes later.
I removed my hand as Newt slumped his forehead against my shoulder, resting it there. Instantly, I brought Newt into a hug.
I heard him chock out a sob and I held him tighter, barring my head in the nook of his neck.
He gripped my blouse from behind and pulled me closer. We stayed like that, comforting each other without having to talk. Until, he broke apart the hug.
I titled my head back to look be face to face. The blonde boys face was covered in dry tears along his cheeks and his eyes were puffy from crying, causing the tip of his nose to turn pink.
His brown eyes stared into mine, full of affection. The truth was, I'm scared. Scared of caring about Newt. In fear he would get hurt.
Being with Newt felt so right but wrong at the same time. I feel bad because I can't give him the life he deserves. Yet, every time I think that way my chest hurts thinking about it and suddenly it's hard to breathe.
I exhaled, trying to find the right words, "I know we have a lot going on and to figure out. We are young and trapped in this place, which's is not ideal- But I also know that we can get through this." I whispered, each word coming out soft.
Newt searched my green eyes, looking for something, "How?" He asked, before placing a few strands of hair behind my ear and trailing his hand down to my jaw line.
"...Because we will have each other." I said at last, smiling weakly.
I watched as he took a step forward. Curious, I titled my head to the side but Newt grabbed my chin, causing me to tilt my head back instead.
Less than two inches away his lips were from mine. My lips parted and so did his. I felt Newts breathe against my skin, sending butterflies throughout my body.
I inched closer, brushing my lips against his. But then pulled away with a smile on my face.
He gave me no time to make a snarky comment because soon enough he grabbed a hold of my face and swiftly corrected our lips, passionately kissing me.
Newts finger got tangled with my brown hair as I tugged on the collar of his shirt, forcing him to lean down.
"I want you to be mine," He muttered against my lips. Waves of electricity charged around us, which I felt from deep within, "Can you be mine?"
We broke the kiss and stayed inches apart to take a few seconds to catch our breath.
I panted, breathlessly, gaining my breath I spoke up, "I'm yours," The words rolled off my tongue, sweetly.
Newt brought one hand up and ran his fingers through his shaggy hair, pushing it back. He let out a shaky sigh, catching my attention.
I knitted my brows, looking at Newt confused, "What's wrong?" I asked, patiently waiting for his response.
His hand retreated and lowered. I felt him grabbed my hands in his while rubbing small circles among my knuckles.
"You can't just say things like that," My nose twitched and he continued, "It drives me insane. You know that, right? Hearing you speak- " He shook his head while holding my hands firmer, "-Kissing you makes me go mad."
I was at loss of words. Unable to properly form a sentence. My heart was pounding and my face was turning warm, rosy pink.
Eventually, I mustered up the nerve to speak.
I smiled brightly, enjoying his flustered demeanor, "I would get use to it, If I were you," I teased before pecking his cheek.
Newts eyes widened as he never took his off of me, watching very closely, observing my every movement.
His lips formed into a toothy smile, "I should, huh?" Newt said, while his tongue grazed over his top row of teeth.
"Mhm," I nodded my head, "There's still so much we need to talk about. But let's just enjoy this-"
The sound of shouts interrupted our conversation. Coming from outside I heard yelling. Newt and I looked at each other before letting go and walking outside of the council building.
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A/N: This Chapter makes my heart melt..
P.S. Champagne Coast is one of my favorite songs. I definitely recommend listening to Blood Orange.
