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Thomas' PoV:

"Gally, wait!" Thomas shouted, running after his...Friend? Not exactly. Crush would probably be the best word. He followed Gally into the showers, where the other boy started rinsing the spaghetti out of his hair.

"Just leave me alone, Greenie," Gally practically snarled. Thomas' stomach did nervous flip-flops as he approached the boy. "This is all your fault."

Thomas cringed. "I'm just trying to help." He walked over to Gally and bravely reached a hand into Gally's black hair, hoping to get some of the spaghetti sauce out.

Gally gasped. Thomas winced again, thinking for a second that the Keeper was going to strangle him. But he didn't. Thomas realized that his clothes were soaked, and that he was a lot closer to Gally than he'd thought. He felt his face heat up, as Gally stared at him in shock.

The door handle to the shower room turned, and Gally quickly pulled Thomas into the shower stall with him and closed the curtain. Thomas blushed furiously as another shower turned on. He opened his mouth to speak, but Gally clamped a hand over his mouth before he could say anything. Thomas reached another hand into Gally's hair, and as he helped get out all the food, he realized how soft Gally's hair was.

"Thomas..." Gally whispered, so quiet that the brown haired boy barely heard him.

They stood in silence, their gazes locked as they waited for the other Glader to finish showering. Gally's eyes were such a beautiful deep green, Thomas' breath caught in his throat. He moved one hand down to Gally's face, stroking his jaw with his thumb. Gally looked pretty shocked now, but he still didn't strangle Thomas.

The shower stopped and the door shut. Gally removed his hand off Thomas' mouth and Thomas said, "I think I got out all the spaghetti-"

Gally hugged him, surprising him. Thomas wrapped his arms around Gally's waist, a huge smile forming on his face. Pulling back, Gally said, "Thank you," and left the shower, leaving Thomas gaping at the door when it closed behind Gally.

Later that night, as everyone was going to bed, Thomas approached a sleeping Gally. He was snoring into his pillow, which Thomas found adorable.

Thomas put his sleeping bag and pillow down next to Gally. He lay in silence for a few minutes before he heard Gally's voice. "T-Thomas..."

At first he thought Gally was awake. Looking at Gally, though, he realized the other boy was still asleep. Stunned, Thomas moved a bit closer to him.

In the morning when Thomas woke up,he felt a pair of arms around him and opened his eyes to find Gally's head on his chest. Thomas smiled, that pleasant warm feeling in his chest. He wrapped his arms around Gally and pulled him closer. Gally sighed, and moved around, opening his eyes.

Shuck, Thomas thought as Gally sat up, gasping. "Oh, shuck no," Gally said. "What...what happened?!"

"You, uh, you said my name in your sleep," Thomas said. "And apparently you snuggled against me sometime during the night."

"I - I didn't!" Gally exclaimed, causing some Gladers to stare. "In your dreams, Greenbean."

"I think it was in your dreams," Thomas reminded him.

"Ugh!" Gally's face was bright red, and he stormed off.

Thomas couldn't help laughing. Having the Keeper of the Builders in his arms had felt so nice. And their hug last night...oh, Thomas was in love.

Yes, he realized, for the first time. He wasn't just crushing on Gally.

He loved him.

Thomas heard about the party that afternoon, and was excited. The few friends that he had in the Glade had told him all about the awesome Glader parties. They only occurred on Friday and Saturday nights, and Thomas hadn't been there long enough to be able to go to one.

"You have a date for the party yet, Tommy?" Newt asked him one day, Alby's arm wrapped protectively around Newt's waist.

Thomas blushed. "Uh, no."

"Why don't you ask someone? Maybe...Gally?" Thomas told Newt about his love for Gally, and the blond was the only one who knew. Well, now Alby actually knew, too.

Embarrassed, Thomas said, "He doesn't like me."

"You never know, Tommy." Newt smiled at Alby, who smiled back, like the blond boy was the only other person in the world. They kissed and Thomas felt uncomfortable, looking away to give them more privacy.

"You know," Newt said, "if you ask someone else, Gally might get jealous. That's a good way to find out if he likes you."

Thomas thought about that. He did know one person... "Okay. Thanks."

He left Newt and Alby alone and went to find the Keeper of the Runners, who he'd unexpectedly befriended one day. "Hey, Minho!" he asked.

"Yeah?" The Asian boy turned around and smiled when he saw Thomas. "Hey, man. Listen, I gotta go-"

"I just wanted to know if you'd go to the party with me tonight." Thomas gulped, suddenly nervous. "As...as my date."

Minho looked confused, but he didn't show it for long. "Sure, Thomas," he said, smirking for some reason. "See you tonight!" He ran towards the building that the Runners called the Map Room.

The party was a lot crazier than Thomas thought it would be. He didn't know what to expect, but he definitely did not expect this. There was a huge bonfire, and dancing, and drinking, and laughing. How could people throw this awesome of a party in such a horrible place?

"Greenbean! You decided to come," Newt ran up to him, Alby at his side. "And you brought a date."

Out of the corner of his eye, Thomas saw Gally look towards them. Minho was close at Thomas' side, and Gally did not look happy. Maybe this really would work. Thomas felt bad about leading Minho on, but he didn't want anyone knowing about his crush and Minho was one of his only friends here.

"Want to dance?" Slow music was playing now and couples, including Newt and Alby, and also Clint and Jeff, were dancing together. Gally wasn't dancing with anyone, and Thomas felt tempted to ask him. But that wouldn't be okay - he'd brought a date.

Thomas smiled. "Sure." He reached down and took Minho's hand, not looking at Gally as they went to join the other couples.

"Thomas," Minho said as they danced together, "I know you're into Gally."

"What?" Thomas said, surprised. "So why did you agree to come to the party with me tonight?"

"Because I want to help you out," Minho said, wrapping his arms around the other boy's waist.

Thomas felt worse about what he'd done. "So...you don't think I'm a jerk for leading you on?"

"Nope." Minho looked unfazed. "Plus, I knew, so technically you didn't lead me on. Listen, Thomas, between you and me...Gally's never had someone close to him, who would love him like I know you would."

Thomas felt a huge rush of sadness. "That's awful."

"I think that's why he can be such an asshole sometimes," Minho said. "He has friends, but no one who he really loves."

"Poor Gally." Gally was currently sitting with a group of friends, talking, but Thomas noticed for the first time that he didn't really look happy. He felt a pang in his chest.

"Go ask him to dance." Minho grinned at him.

Thomas blushed. "Yeah, like he'll want to."

"Just trust me. Go, shuck-face." Minho shoved him towards Gally's table, laughing as he went to hang with some friends.

Thomas walked over to Gally, and he had the complete attention of the Keeper and his circle of friends. Gulping, he said, "Gally, will you dance with me?"

Gally's eyes widened in surprise. But he stood up and let Thomas take his hand. As they went to join everyone else, Gally said, "What are you doing, Thomas?"

"I'm trying to get close to you," Thomas said, frustrated. "But it's like one minute you're hugging me and the next you're trying to strangle me."

"You're confusing," Gally said. "You confuse me, sometimes. It probably didn't help that you dropped wood on my head."

"How many times do I have to say I'm sorry about that?"

Gally actually laughed, and Thomas' heart lifted at the sound. "No one makes me feel the way you make me feel," he confessed.

"Then go out with me," Thomas said, meeting Gally's gaze and feeling braver than he could ever remember feeling.

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