The Maze Runner Imagines

Why? | Minho/Newt | Part Two

This is part two! Please read part one before this.

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"Is it true?" Minho asked you. His cheeks were a bright red, but his breathing had slowed down.

You wiped away any tears you had left. You faced away from him, looking below where all the Gladers roamed.

"Is what true?" You whispered. You had your knees tucked into your chest. You bit your lip nervously. Asking him that was stupid, you knew exactly what he wanted to know.

"Y/n, is it true that you love me? Wait, no. I know you love me, but are you . . . are you in love with me?" You could head the shuffling of his feet. He was walking closer to where you were, at the very edge of the lookout tower.

You remained silent. Yes, you were hopelessly in love with Minho. You had tried your absolute best to get the thought of him, your best friend, out of your mind. Despite trying, your feelings for Minho overcame any feelings you had for Newt. However, now, you wished you would've told Newt sooner because you broke his heart.

Newt always tries to ensure your happiness, and all you did in return was shatter his.

"Y/n," he gently placed his hand on your shoulder, causing a shiver to run down your spine. You slowly turned to look at the boy your heart danced for. He kneeled in front of you. 

"Y/n, are you in love with me?" He asked once more with his soft voice. There was a sense of longing in the air as if he hoped for you to say yes, but Newt was also his best friend, way before you ever were. 

"I can't be," you finally replied in just of a whisper as he had, "I can't be, but I am." Admitting it wasn't difficult anymore since he had already heard your accidental confession. There was no reason to hide it anymore. 

"Why didn't you say anything?" He placed his hands on your cheek. You sighed and closed your eyes.

"Because Minho. I'm with Newt. I didn't want to hurt him, but I did. Now I just feel horrible. I didn't mean to do this to him. I didn't want to fall in love with you." 

"Why not?" He sounded hurt. You didn't mean to make it sound like you preferred one over the other, but it sounded that way. 

"I didn't mean--"

"No, clearly you did. What's wrong with me?" 

"Nothing! Minho, I just couldn't hurt him," you told him. He looked at you momentarily before getting up. 

"Well, what about me? How do you think I felt seeing you with him? Every. Single. Day." 

You looked up at him. Did he love you too? 

"Minho, I'm sorry. I just--I'm just confused right now," you muttered. 

"Confused!? About what? You just confessed that you loved me. What is there to be confused about?" 

You sighed and turned around once more. You saw Newt standing there. He was staring right back at you. 

"Oh." Minho said. 

"Now, I'm confused. Do you not really not love him? Do you even love me?" 

"I don't know," you whispered. 

"You--You don't know? I--talk to me when you figure things out." He sighed. 

"Minho wait--" you began, but when you turned around he was already halfway down. You banged your head against the walls and sighed very loudly. 

What did you do?