Struck By Lightening
Tittle: Struck By Lightening
Pairing: Next x Reader
Fandom: Maze Runner
Warning: Course Language
Newt woke up to the sounds of Tommy screaming, urging them to all wake up because someone was coming. Startled but suddenly awake, he jumped to his feet, looking for her, for the reason he was able to face all of this. He found her almost instantly. She was still half asleep, moving slowly into a sitting position, her eyes wide as she glanced around her, trying to figure everything out.
“We have to move baby girl, someone is coming. We have to move now.” He called, his voice seeming to cause the girl to wake fully. She gave a startled yelp, bending down and picking the ruck sake she had been using for a pillow up and throwing it over her shoulder and running after the others. Newt ran after her, joining her at her side instantly, his hand wrapping tightly around hers and pulling her forward.
“What if we can’t out run them?” She cried, her voice barely reaching the others over the pounding of their foot steps on the long since dried out ground and the sounds of their cries to on another, urging the others on. Only Newt had heard her, and her sent her a dirty look, communicating without words that they would be okay. She had opened her mouth to respond when it happened.
She felt like she had been shocked only a thousand times worse. It went from her head to the tip of her toes, her cry dying on her lips. She could feel her heart stop, her hand slip from Newt’s, then it went black and suddenly everything around her stopped.
Newt let out a cry, his voice startling the others into stopping their tracks. Minho saw her and at once broke from the others to run towards her. “We have to get her up.” He called, grabbing a hold of her feet while Newt grabbed her under the arms. “Once we get her inside we can figure everything else out.”
Newt nodded, looking forward and running after Minho, praying to whatever Gods where left that there might be a chance to save her. To him the girl in his arms was everything, his whole world. In the Maze, after his failed attempt, she was his rock, the thing that kept him sane. When they escaped she became the only good thing left in the world. She beauty in the midst of hell, a light acting as a beckon in the never ending darkness. He doubted that he could make it without her, that he would want to.
He was pushed aside, dropping to his knees in front of Frypan as Tommy dropped down beside her and tried hard to get her back. He paused for only a moment before slamming his hands against her chest, leaning back as she began to cough. At once Newt let out a cry, dropping beside her and pulling her up against his chest.
“Don’t ever do that again.” He swore, cutting off any protest she might have had by smashing his lips against hers, silencing her with a kiss so full of passion that everyone else looked away, unable to stand the sight of the two. It was because of this that they noticed they were not alone in the room, but surrounded by the same things that attacked them after they had left. Before they could really gather anything a door opened and a young women came out, walking between rows of the creatures and stopping when she saw them.
“You coming in or….”