You're at the nightly bonfire with your best friends: Thomas, newt, Minho, Jeff, and Nick. Newt is surprisingly is drunk off his ass. You two are sitting beside each other, surrounded by the group. Newt starts admitting shit about him having a massive crush on you. Shit about you being pretty. Shit about how much he likes you and describes every little detail about you which makes you perfect. But he doesn’t just have a crush on you…he’s in love with you

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The bonfire crackled and spat orange sparks into the black night sky. The Glade's familiar scent of woodsmoke and damp earth wrapped around you like a worn blanket.

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