Glader Imagines

Ok, now we need a Newt's girlfriend is pregnant one.

---Anon

 your darn right that’s what we need!! Newt is so fabulous I bet he’d make an amazing dad!

  The moment you woke up you knew something was wrong. Really wrong. You had tried to deny it all day but when you got a whiff of Frypan’s grub that day… you... you… you were going to barf. You sprinted to the bathrooms as fast as you could and the instant after you reached the toilets, you hit your knees and hurled.

You sat with your knees tucked tightly to your chest. You leant your head against one of the makeshift stall walls that the gladers had built to give you “your own private bathroom” as they called it.

“Things are just not going well for me this month” You say to yourself.

Wait… month? Month? MONTH?

Speaking of things that had gone wrong this month: your period. Well going wrong implies that it happened in the first place, which it didn’t. And it not happening was wrong enough for you. That plus the cravings, and mood swings were enough to finally clue you in.

“Shuck. I’m shucking pregnant.” Your head falls forward in resignation. You have to tell Newt.

You loved the boy but after all the klunk that has happened in the glade you weren’t entirely sure bringing a child into the equation was a good idea. But, you really didn’t have a choice in the matter now. You and Newt had known the risk when you… well… took things to the next level for lack of a better word. Now you had to deal with the consequences, hopefully, together. Your hormonal mind couldn’t help projecting the fantasy that Newt would turn away from you when you told him the news. And you really didn’t think that you could handle it alone.

No point in wasting a perfectly good post-vomit adrenaline rush. You might as well tell Newt before all of the fear really had time to set in. So you grabbed the walls, hoisted yourself off the dirty floor, and began the walk to the gardens where you would find Newt.

“Ahem” You cleared your throat awkwardly from behind your boyfriend.

Newt turned around and smiled immediately upon seeing you. His arms were lightly glistening in sweat and as he stuck his hip out to rest his weight on his plow you couldn’t help but stare at how beautiful he was. The way his golden hair glistened in the sun and how his eyes crinkled when he smiled at you. This boy was truly a gift and one that you were not looking forward to losing. You exhaled slowly and deeply and Newt’s smile fell.

“Y/N? What’s wrong? You look pale.” He grabs you by the waist and sits you down. Newt puts the back of his hand against your forehead and looks at you sideways, “You don’t feel hot, are you okay?”

“Ah shuck, your too good to me,” you put his hand in yours, “and I hope you like taking care of me because I have a feeling I’m about to get a whole lot more needy.”

“Huuh? What do you mean… your gonna have to be a bit more clear Y/N.” Newts eyes are scrunched in confusion.

“Newt, I’m pregnant.”

Newt’s eyes go wide and he pulls his hand from yours. You knew this was going to happen. You clench your eyes shut in sorrow and begin to stand up when you feel a hand on your stomach. When open your eyes to look at Newt his eyes are now filled with something entirely unexpected… Awe. He is looking at you like you are the sun and he is the moon, like maybe by basking in your warmth he too can learn to shine.

“Uh Newt... what’re you doing?”

“What’s it look like love? There’s a baby in there and I wanna feel it.” Newt’s awestruck gaze never left your stomach.

You began laughing, “Love,” you say mockingly, “I’m no genius but I don’t think you can feel the baby until it starts kicking.”

“Oh... yeah … right. I totally knew that, I was just testing you. Making sure you were up to your ‘baby knowledge’ requirements since we’re gonna be parents and all…” Newt trailed off realizing his lie was pathetic.

“So you don’t want to leave me now that you know?”

“What kind of shuck-faced shank for brains do you think I am? I loved you before. Nothings changed, except now there’s a tiny you to love as well.” He laughed, “More for me right?”

“More for you,” you sighed happily, “I love you, you know that right?”

“Yes love, I know. And good that, because other wise this,” Newt said while gesturing to your stomach, “might be kind of awkward.”

You punched Newt lightly in the stomach after his remark and then leaned your head on his shoulder. The two of you sat like that for the rest of the day just talking.

Request: I was wondering if u could do a gally imagine.you are a runner and you were a little late but u made it and gally got concerned and then he is very cute and stuff idk okay.

--- @anna-aka-bae---

 Sure thing!! I always love to see how many of you guys love Gally! My poor Gally baby was depicted as a bad guy… but really he just always called Thomas out on his bullshit hahaha. Anyways I hope you like it, I’ll do my best as always!!!

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           You check your watch and frown. “Well shuck.” you murmur to yourself.

You had gotten sidetracked in your section today, and now you only had 10 minutes to make it back to the glade. Not that it worried you greatly, you were one of the fastest runners that there ever was. You were going to make it back on time, but… it wasn’t like you to be this late. The rest of the gladers were probably getting concerned. So, you took a deep breath and sprinted. No point in wasting anymore time.

You guessed right. When you reached the doors 8 minutes later there was a crowd of gladers waiting for you. When they saw you round the corner you could see the relief wash over all of there faces as their shoulders relaxed and hands dropped to their sides.

Minho gave you a long look up and down before speaking, “What the shuck took you so long Y/N?”

You shrugged casually, “Just got a bit distracted is all.”

“Oh really? What, did you see a butterfly or something?” He joked.

“No actually I thought I saw your ugly shuck face and was so scared I had to stop running.” You punched his shoulder lightly and smiled.

After witnessing that you were unharmed all of the gladers disbanded and went on their own ways. Well… everyone but Gally. He however, stayed directly by your side throughout yours and Minho’s whole exchange and thereafter.

           You gave the boy an odd side glance, “Gally… you alright?”

           “Uhh yeah, I uh” Gally’s face began to heat up as his cheeks flushed red, “I was just worried about you. Wanted to make sure you were ok.”

           “Well thanks for checkin on me, but I’m good. So you can leave if you want.”

           “Actaully I’d like to stay with you,” He gives you a careful glance then continues, “if that’s alright with you. You know in case you are stressed or hurt or something… you should have someone to watch you. You were awful late after all.”

You were caught off guard by his question but… having someone hang out with you didn’t sound so bad. Especially if the shank was Gally. You had taken a liking to him over the time you’d spent in the glade. He was cute and caring and you liked that.

           “Be my guest. You’re an odd shank Gally, you know that? But, I like it. C’mon, let’s go grab some food from Fry.”

The two of you headed over to the kitchen to grab some food. Gally was walking so close the whole time that every few steps he would stumble into you a bit. But, you didn’t mind. A surge of warmth shot through your skin each time you guys brushed.

You ate in silence because you were so fatigued. Gally never took his eyes off you the whole meal. His stare was fragile, almost as if he was worried he’d hurt you if he looked to hard. But it was also filled with something else… care? Longing? You couldn’t quite peg it.

After dinner you decided to head to bed early. Maybe if you were well rested you’d be more focused in the maze tomorrow and actually make it back on time.

           As you stood from the table you spoke for the first time, “Hey Gally, I’m shucking tired so I think I’m gonna head to bed now. So your free to do whatever you want now. No need to worry about me anymore.”

           “I’ll always be worried about you.” His voice was so quite you doubt you were supposed to hear it.

           “What?”

           “Oh nothing… I just said I’m pretty tired too so I can just come with you.” He cleared his throat awkwardly

           “Gally you don’t have to, I’m fine. Really.”

           “I know I don’t have to but it’ll make me feel better”

You felt something like relief was over you at his answer. You didn’t want to go to bed alone.

           “Alright, then I guess let’s go to bed” You said and headed toward your usual spot.

When you got to your sleep spot you quickly got underneath your blankets. You wiggled to get comfortable and smiled up at Gally. He soon followed your lead and jumped under his blankets as well. Once he was settled he looked at you with the same look he had been giving you during dinner. You still weren’t sure what it meant, but you knew whatever it was… you liked it.

can i please have ur master list??

absolutely anon!!!!!! here all of them so far are!!!! also you should be able to see all of them in my favourites!

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fic masterlist

gally y/n and hannah pt 2 http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/134943580319/right-so-remember-when-that-anon-requested-party

it never rains in the glade (newt pov) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/134708273759/it-never-rains-in-the-glade

newt x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/101298777884/newt-imagine

scared of touch (newt) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/101298777884/newt-imagine

gally finds you wearing his clothes http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/101813929219/gally-blurb-he-finds-you-wearing-his-clothes

miho x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/101883681509/minho-imagine-please-if-you-can-any-plot

when you can’t sleep (newt) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/101883681509/minho-imagine-please-if-you-can-any-plot

gold (newt) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102061533839/gold

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102101504544/can-you-do-an-imagine-with-gally

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102101504544/can-you-do-an-imagine-with-gally

newt x reader (smuttish) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102155746654/i-just-had-a-thought-like-imagine-doing-dirty-shit

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102218776734/can-you-write-an-imagine-you-dont-know-your-name

gally x newt x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102223252829/can-you-write-a-imagine-where-the-reader-is-dating

minho x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102223252829/can-you-write-a-imagine-where-the-reader-is-dating

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102335268929/a-gally-imagine-when-you-come-up-in-the-glade

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102422372559/can-you-write-a-gally-imagine-so-its-late-at

gally x reader (learn french) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102636618204/a-gally-imagine-you-gain-memory-of-french-skills

run fast (newt x reader) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/102636618204/a-gally-imagine-you-gain-memory-of-french-skills

minho x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/104020336369/hey-i-wanted-to-ask-you-if-you-could-write-an

gally x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/104022429319/i-love-your-writing-can-you-write-an-imagine

newt x reader http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/105914408934/shank

gally hannah and y/n pt 1 http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/106650649149/a-gally-imagine-about-him-dating-yn-and-wckd

gally x reader (pregnant) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/110925995204/a-gally-imagine-where-yn-gets-pregnant-thank

gally x reader (drifting away) http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/134636387529/an-imagine-about-gally-showing-a-soft-spot-for-yn

reader x ben kinda… http://mazerunnerimaginesstuff.tumblr.com/post/134704593634/an-imagine-yn-is-new-to-the-glade-and-she-gets

gally x reader

--anon-- 

Ooh I like it, I like it!!!! Your imagine is my command! (I’m cheesy I know…)

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Tonight was a big night in the glade. A bonfire was being prepared, Frypan had cooked up something extra special, and everyone was working together to make it just right. It was Hannah’s birthday.

Well not birthday precisely, because who the shuck around here remembered their birthdays… but it had been exactly a year since Hannah had come up in the box. All of the gladers had taken a liking to Hannah very quickly and were determined to give her as normal of a child hood as was possible in the glade. Since you and Gally had practically raised her since her arrival, you two were particularly invested in the festivities. You both loved the little girl and wanted to make sure she knew it.

When dusk rolled around, the party began. Everyone was dancing, singing, and being all around being happy. Most importantly, it looked like Hannah was having a good time and that was all that mattered anymore.

When it was time to go to sleep however, Hannah appeared restless.

 Gally poked your shoulder.

 “Y/n, do you think Hannah feels alright? She hasn’t stopped tossing and turning since she laid down.”

 You looked over at Hannah and noticed that Gally was right, as always. He seemed to have a sixth sense with that girl.

 “Hannah…” you whispered turning to face the little girl, “Hannah are you alright?”

 Hannah turned to face you but said nothing.

 “Honey, you’ve got to tell me if something’s wrong so I can help fix it.”

 “Well,” she starts, “ I was just thinking at the party that I’m not so young anymore…”

 “Oh Hannah, you are still young. And you can be young as long as you want, we’ll all take care of you.” You say extending your hand out to the girl. She takes it gratefully.

 “I know… but what if,” she pulls her hand away, “what if I don’t wanna be young anymore. I see you guys workin’ hard all the time and… I wanna help. I’m big now, I can help.”

 Even in the dark you can see the pleading look on the young girls face. You and Gally had tried to shelter her, but there was only so much you could do in a place like this. Whether or not you wanted it, the girl was going to grow up faster than expected. And who were you to stop her?

 Gally leant over you to take back Hannah’s hand.

“Hannah. You are big, and the glade needs your help.”

 “You mean that?” Hannah whispered excitedly.

 “One hundred percent.”

 And with that the three of you fell asleep easily.

 When you opened your eyes that morning the doors were already open. It seemed that everyone had slept in because of last night’s festivities. Well, not everyone. You turned to you left to find Hannah’s sleeping bag empty.

 “Gally! Get up. Now.”

 Gally jumped upright at the mention of his name and looked at you worriedly. Then down at Hannah’s empty sleeping bag. Then up at you in sheer terror.

 “Oh my… where the shuck is she?” Gall began running around desperately, calling her name.

 Soon the whole camp was up and searching for her. After and hour of frantic looking a horrible realization hit you. And apparently it hit everyone else because all of the gladers stopped looking at once and turned to face the doors. No one wanted to say it…

 Newt stepped up next to you and rested his hand as calmly as he could on your shoulder. Then with his voice barely above a whisper he looked ever so gently into your eyes and said what you hadn’t dared to accept.

 “Y/n…she’s not here. She’s in the maze.”

 Without another word you bolted. You were going to find that girl and save her if it was the last thing you ever did. But you weren’t going to do it alone. When you turned to look back at the glade before finally entering the maze, Gally was only a few short paces behind you keeping up steadily.

Neither one of you exchanged words, you just ran. You were pretty sure if you tried to say anything you just would have broken out crying anyways. So, maybe silence was better. Several hours had passed to no avail. How were you supposed to find her? You weren’t even sure which section she…

Your thoughts were cut short by a high pitched scream. It was Hannah. And it was coming from the complete opposite side of the maze. You figured you had just over 2 hours at this point to book it all the way to Hannah and then make it back to the glade.

The entire time you were running, silent tears fell down your cheek. You were so scared that you might not make it. But, an hour later when you saw Hannah’s figure cowering in the vines your fear vanished. You sprinted as hard as you could and wrapped the girl up in a hug immediately. Gally’s body soon joined the hug and the two of you cried tears of pure relief on the girl’s shoulder.

 “Hannah, don’t ever do that again sweetie,” Gally tilted the girls head up so she was looking him in the eyes, “we were so scared of losing you.”

  “I just wanted to show you that I could help,” Hannah said quietly, “I wanted to find a way out for you.”

 “I know… and you are brave and you are big and you can help. But you can help in other ways, okay? You can’t ever scare us like that by going in here. Its too dangerous.”

 “I know, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again I promise. I just wanna go home. Will you take me home… please?” Hannah looked up at you both with tears in her eyes.

 “Come on le…-

*creaakkk*

 No.

NO.

The doors were closing and the three of you hadn’t even begun the return journey yet. You were supposed to have at least an hour left. You should have had time. But, it seems you had guessed wrong.

Gally grabbed your hand and Hannah’s.

He looked into both of your eyes and sighed.

 “Hannah, can be brave for just a little bit longer?”

OK so can I request like a different type of imagine? Like what Newts point of view was when Thomas, Minho, and alby spent a night in the maze? (I'm perfectly fine with newt crying ;);))

--anon

yes yes yes yes yes and YESSSS.... I am a complete sucker for Newt stories. I can’t help but pick favourites he's my baby!!! any how i hope you like how this turned out i loved the idea for the story!!!

Newt’s POV

“Thomas NO!!!!” Newt yelled as he reached out for Thomas.

 But he didn’t reach out soon enough. His fingertips grazed the material of Thomas’s shirt-back and then… he was gone. The doors were closed. Thomas, Minho, and Alby were trapped in the maze. Overnight.

 It never rained in the glade but today it poured.

 One by one, all of the boys walked away from the maze doors. All but Newt. He couldn’t bring his feet to carry him away from the now closed entrance to the maze. Chuck had tried to say things to comfort him, but they fell on deaf ears. Newt couldn’t hear anything besides the echo of the doors grinding shut, locking his best friends in the maze. Condemning them to death. But Newt couldn’t accept that. They couldn’t die in the maze. Sure, no one had survived a night in the maze so far but they weren’t Tommy. They weren’t Alby. They weren’t Minho. They weren’t his best friends. He knew those guys, he knew how smart they were and how tough they were. He had to have hope. He had to have hope or he’d die too.

 Newt wasn’t sure how much time had passed since he’d been staring at those doors but at some point his body must have collapsed because he now knelt in the grass before them. His hands were fisted into the blades as if gripping the grass tighter would somehow hold him together. It wasn’t working though. He could feel his heart racing with fear for his friends. He was so scared of losing them.

 Sure he had just met Tommy, but regardless of that, he loved the kid. He was curious and spunky and driven. He was exactly what the glade needed. The spirit of the boys had died. Newt’s spirit had died, but Tommy was able to bring it back to life in only a few days. Something about the boy made Newt feel whole again.

 And Alby… Alby was the leader. Alby and Newt always made jokes about how well Newt could run the glade without him. But, Newt never wanted to see how true those jokes held to be. Alby was an amazing leader, he kept the boys motivated and made sure none of the shanks got too sad. Newt needed Alby, they all needed Alby.

 Minho. Newt’s oldest friend. They had been through everything together. When Minho and Newt were both runners in the early days of the glade they had spent almost every hour of every day together. And when the days ended and neither one of them could sleep because of the amnesia or nightmares they passed the nights together too. They would tell stories or share their hopes with each other until sleep would finally claim the boys. No one knew Newt better than Minho, and he was sure no one ever would.

 He couldn’t stand it if he lost them. He couldn’t. If they died out there tonight, he’d reenter the maze and try to finish what he’d started that day he got the limp.

 His mind had gotten the best of him. He’d promised himself that he would hold onto hope, but here he was practically writing the shanks’ eulogies. A drop of water fell on to Newt’s dirty tank top. It never rained in the glade but today it poured.

 Newt continued to stare straight at the cold stone all throughout the night. He didn’t sleep. He wasn’t even sure if he blinked let alone breathed. The hours passed agonizingly slowly but eventually dusk became dawn and Newt was sure the doors would be opening soon.

 He mustered all of his strength and lifted his body from the cool grass. He stood facing the doors clenching his fists. In his clenched fists were every fear he had for the moment when the doors opened. His hands suffocating the possibility that when the doors opened the aisle in front of him would be empty.

(wow sorry if this took forever...and I’ve never done ships before but hey I’ll give it a shot!)

umm.... heck yes!!! I don’t really like responding to words with physical violence so this is more of a vocal stand off... but i hope you like it still!! here goes nothing!

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You heard whistles coming from behind you.

It was no surprise to you when you turned around that 4 gladers were all gesturing at you and winking.

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You were new to the glade and you got that it had only been boys up until now, but really. It was as if every time you were around the boys forgot how to act human. If you swayed your hips a tad too much or bent over to pick something up, a wave of catcalls and flirtations followed.

Some of the boys left you alone like Alby, Newt, Minho, and Gally. But honestly you were pretty sure that was just because they all had so much going on in their own world. Alby was trying to keep rules in place, Newt was making sure the glade ran smoothly…while Minho just ran, and Gally was busy spouting glade conspiracies about Thomas. But besides the odd few, it seemed like any boy you passed wanted to take a shot at you…

And you had just about had it.

 So when one of the 4 boys whistling approached you, you tried your best to hold your cool.

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 “Hey y/n… can you check if I’ve been stung because your bodies driving me crazy.” The boy said. You recognized him from around, you were pretty sure his name was Ben.

 “Ha!” You outright laughed in Ben’s face, “That’s the best line you’ve got?!” You turned and began walking away.

 “Ooh… she’s a fiery one,” Ben said to his friends. He turned back to you and after one last whistle said, “I bet she’s wild, I’d love to tame her.”

 THAT was the LAST straw.

You picked up the pole discarded on the ground next to you and spun on your heels back to face Ben and his gang.

 “What. Did. You. Say?” You grit out.

Ben’s face goes cold. You can see he’s scared. He doesn’t answer your question.

 “What did you say.” You calmly repeat.

 “Uhh..hhh.” Ben stutters, “I’d like to tame you.” His voice comes out barely above a whisper.

 “That’s a shame… that’s what I thought you said.”

 You stand spinning the pole effortlessly in your hand. You take a step toward the boys. They all take a step back.

 “I tried to ignore you slintheads but honestly you don’t even deserve that, somebody’s got to set you right.” You plant the pole on Ben’s chest, “Girls are not just some toy for you shanks to fuck with!?” Your voice raises, “If I hear one more snide comment come out of your mouths I will knock those shuckfaced grins right off your stupid faces, you hear me!?” You push Ben back ever so slightly.

 “Yes mam!” They all squeak in unison.

 “Much better.”

sure thing!!!! i hope this is what you were thinking!!! enjoy

“Thank god, lunchtime” you say as you flop down in the seat next to your best friend, Minho.

“You look like you need it, rough day?” Minho inquired.

“That the shuckin understatement of the year.” you exhale letting your shoulders relax.

 As you settle into your seat you get the feeling that someone is looking at you. You turn in your seat to find Gally staring directly at you. Minho follows your gaze to Gally and scoffs.

 “He’s bad news y/n. I wouldn’t get to close”

“Ahh he can’t be that bad…” you say hopefully.

“I’m serious. The shank treats the rest of the boys like dirt, if he’s got his eyes on you, you’d better figure out why.”

 And with that Minho gets up and leaves you alone at the table with your thoughts.

 later that day

 You’ve just finished your day’s work and decide to go relax at the deadheads for a bit before dinner. As your leaning against a tree trunk you hear footsteps approaching.

 “Hello?” you call out.

“Hey…” a voice behind you responds.

 You turn to look behind you and see none other than Gally… the very boy you’d been warned away from.

 “Do you mind… uh.. if I umm… sit with you?” Gally stutters out.

 He doesn’t seem very threatening so far…

“Sure thing” You quietly respond.

 Gally sits down next you without saying another word. After several minutes of Gally awkwardly fidgeting you break the silence.

 “So… um, what are you doing out in the deadheads?”

“I could ask you the same thing” Gally fires back.

“Woah… I didn’t mean it as an accusation I just meant I don’t usually see anyone else out hear”

“Oh,” Gally says as his body position disarms, “um I like the quiet sometimes.”

“Me too” you say and smile at him.

 You and Gally end up sitting together and talking long past dinner time. You end up having to break into Frypan’s kitchen to salvage ingredients to make your own meals. After spending hours with Gally you decide that Minho must have been wrong because this boy was nothing but nice to you. You fall asleep that night thinking about your newest friend in the glade.

 several weeks later

 After that first day at the deadheads it became and unspoken rule that you and Gally would meet up after work and hang out until dinner. You had gotten to know the boy extremely well and found that he had quite the soft spot for you. He seemed harsh around all of the other gladers, but the moment he saw you his face softened and his emotions broke free of his cool exterior.

 But that all changed the day she arrived…

 The box came up like it always did each month. But when it opened all of the gladers turned to look at you.

 “Well speak up you shuck-faces, why are you looking at me like that”

“Y/n… its another girl.” Minho said with a look of confusion.

“Another girl…” You whispered.

Why after all this time did WICKED choose to send up another girl. You figured that your addition to the all boys maze had been to keep things interesting, but the addition of a second girl just seemed pointless. Were you not good enough? Was she supposed to replace you? You couldn’t help but feel that she was a threat to you. And after a few days with her around… you found your theory was right.

 Teresa. That’s what the name of this new girl was. And she most certainly was a threat. All of the boys began fawning over her, like she was some grand new plaything. And that included Gally. For the first time since you’d become friends, when you went to the deadheads Gally was nowhere to be found and you were pretty sure you knew why.

When you went to dinner that night, alone, Gally was sitting next to Teresa and he didn’t even glance your way. It was like he’d forgotten you.

 the next morning

 You tightened your laces and readied yourself. It was your first day as a runner and you were so scared you thought you might klunk in your pants.

 As you walked up to the door and began stretching you heard a familiar voice. But the voice was filled with more strain than usual.

 “Y/n!” Gally shouted, “what the shuck are you doing by the doors!?” A look of confusion graced Gally’s face.

 “I’m getting ready to do my job. I’m a runner now.” You state blankly.

 “No, you’re not a runner, I’d have known if you became a runner. You’d have told me.” Gally says sounding nervous.

 “I told you at the deadheads yesterday…. Oh wait, you didn’t show up.” You say turning away from Gally.

 “I.. I.. didn’t mean to! I just… time got away from me.” Gally grabbed your arms to face you to him.

 You rip your arm away.

 “I was nervous, I was scared, and I needed you. I needed to talk to you Gally, but all I had was the deadheads.”

You turn and run into the maze without waiting for his response.

 The adrenaline from you argument had fueled you for most of your journey but halfway into your section you realized how tired you were. In your anger you had run faster than you should have and were now out of breath. You leant against a wall to try and catch it and then you heard it. The bloodcurdling moan of a griever, and it was close. Your mind clouded with fear and you couldn’t think. Your legs were frozen when you tried to start running and you fell to the ground. However, you quickly recovered and drag your body behind the vine to hide just as the griever turns the corner. It begins its menacing crawl down the aisle staring straight ahead. You hold your breath and pray that it passes you by.

 When the full length of the griever has passed you, you allow your self to exhale in relief. Mid exhale your breath hitches. It hitches as a cold metal claw grabs your throat. As it clasps down on your neck you are dragged out of the vines. Before your vision goes black you realize that you are surrounded by not one but four grievers. You choke out a laugh as it hits you that never stood a chance. Then it all goes blank.

 minutes before the doors close

 “Where is she!” Gally shouts, “Where the shuck is she!?”

 As if on queue you appear at the west gate in Minho’s arms. Lifeless in Minho’s arms.

 Minho stumbles out of the maze and into the glade. The moment his feet hit the safety of the glade he collapses to the ground. He lays your body out on the grass and front of him and places his forehead on your chest. He begins sobbing into your chest but his cries are quickly drowned out buy the maze doors grinding shut.

 “I…I finished my section early and went to check on y/n since it was her first day,” Minho swallowed before continuing, “but when I found her she was lying on the ground and four grievers were rolling away.”

 “Shuck.” Newt said with tears in his eyes. “Baggers, get her a grave, a bloody right proper grave you hear me? She deserves the best.”

 Your body was lifted away and all of the gladers left the gate to go pay their respects. All but one. Gally simply watched the scene unfolding in front of him. He was frozen in place. He couldn’t believe it. You were dead.

How do I see imagines on the app? I can’t figure it out yet, do I just scroll down until I find them or?

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