Don't Wanna Miss A Thing

"I could stay awake, jus' to hear you breathin'

Watch you smile while you're sleepin'

While you're far away an' dreamin'

I could spend my life in this sweet surrender

I could stay lost in this moment forever

'Cause ev'ry moment with you is a moment I treasure"

He never could sing very well. Most of the time he was off-key and he tended to smash words together, or leave them out completely.

His hands were clammy and calloused, and I could feel his body heaving as he tried not to cry- he wasn't very successful.

I felt a few teardrops slide down my neck.

"Don't wanna close my eyes

Don't wanna fall asleep

'Cause I'd miss ya

An' I don't wanna miss a thing"

He stumbled over a few words while we tried to block out the sounds of our friends screaming and the Glade- our home, the one we'd built together- being destroyed.

His grip around my waist tightened when we heard a familiar voice close by followed by a very wet squelch.

They were getting closer.

"Lyin' close to you, feelin' your heart beatin'

An' I wonder what youre dreamin'

Wonder if it's me you're seein'

I thank God we're together

An' I wanna stay with you like this forever"

He forgot a few words; I think he did it on purpose.

I smiled a bit.

I think I miss that most of all, those private moments we had.

The noises of whirring and clicking swelled outside, and I realised a wall to the far side of the Homestead had collapsed upon itself.

'I love him' I had thought to myself.

"Don't wanna close my eyes

Don't wanna fall asleep

'Cause I'd miss ya

An' I don't wanna miss a thing

An' even when I dream of you

The sweetest still'd never do

I'd still miss you"

He ran the tip of his nose along the side of my face, burying his check in my hair.

I whispered a quiet 'goodbye' and I swear I heardhis heart break.

"Don't wanna miss one smile"

He was definitely crying now.

I was too.

"Don't wanna miss one kiss"

I wish now I'd kissed him one last time.

"Jus' wanna be with you

Right here like this"

I didn't want to die. Still don't.

I don't think he did either.

"Jus' wanna hold you close

Feel your heart clo-"

He never got to finish. He was ripped away from me and I could only watch as his face filled with fear andas the Griever ended his life effortlessly.

I watched as dark blood stained the floor and slippery chunks of meat flew everywhere as they ground him up.
I felt a sick sort of relief when I felt myself being snatched up and thrown across the other side of the room.

It was short-lived when Minho burst through the door and grabbed me, -sprinting- dragging me away.

I hated him for a long time after that.

Thomas too; just for existing, breathing even, just coming to the Glade.

Then I hated Thomas for not reading the bloody letter.

But here I am now.
I didn't want to die that day, and I don't particularly want to die right now.

But I wish Minho had forgotten me.

I can feel the Flare clawing through my mind.

I watch my hands reach around Thomas' throat and choke him.

I watch as his face morphs into fear when he can no longer breathe, then regret as he puts the gun to my temple.

In this moment, I forgive him.

Goodbye Tommy.

"I just wanna hold you close

I feel your heart so close to mine

And stay in this moment

For the rest of time."

~Fin.~

Thank you to my lovely Beta: Pwntishness