Chapter 7

Janson must have caught on, because soon they were being chased. They had got a gun thing from one of the guards they ran passed.

Thomas had it.

They ran through the gate at the end, but Thomas stayed behind to shoot at Janson and his guards. When he was out of ammo he threw the gun to the ground and started to run back to where the others were. Suddenly he heard Janson say "CLOSE THE DOOR!"

Thomas pushed himself to run faster than he's ever run before.

"Come on Tommy!"

"Thomas!"

"Tom!"

"Thomas, let's go!"

There was not a second to spare. He slid under the door and made it just on time.

He was panting.

Aris destroyed the lock on their side so Janson couldn't get through.

Newt grabbed Thomas' arm, pulling him up, "Tommy. We have to go"

Thomas nodded, coughing a bit because he was so out of breath. "Let's go guys." He called.

Starting to run again.

Newt looked at his boyfriend in amazement.

He was so strong.

He started running with them.

They made it to this building thing, and hid in it because guards were still looking for them.

Thomas looked around for Newt, kinda frantically. "Where's Newt?" He whispered.

Nobody knew.

"Newt. Newt where are you?" He said.

It was so dark he couldn't see anything. Then he saw him, on the floor. "Newt!" Thomas kneeled beside him and pulled him to his chest.

"Tommy." Newt whispered, falling against him.

"Newt. Newt, baby what's wrong." Thomas held him tightly. He scooted so they were against a wall.

"My leg hurts again." Newt whispered.

Thomas held him for a bit until Newt assured he was fine.

Reluctantly, Thomas let him go. "Okay." He paused. Then he cleared his throat. "Okay! Everyone. Look around for stuff that. An help us survive. Clothes, water, anything." Thomas said.

He didn't know how it happened, but suddenly he's the leader.

So everyone went their separate ways to look for stuff.

Thomas got up and went along with Minho to look for things. They went down some stairs and found some things. Some water bottles,

Flashlights, even a bit of food.

"Hey Thomas" Minho said.

"Yeah?" Thomas answered.

"What's the deal with this Aris kid?" He asked.

"The deal... What do you mean?" Thomas asked.

"Well, I don't know if you've noticed, but Newt gets a by envious when you head off with him" Minho said nonchalantly.

Thomas actually laughed. "Dude. I've noticed." He said, shaking his head. "Well for one," Thomas turned around and put his hands on his hips, cocking his right hip to the side. "I'm in love with Newt. Nothing's gonna change that. Especially not some fucking kid I just met. Second, newt has nothing to worry about. Because 1; I don't even see anything else when he's around. And 2; Aris isn't even gay. So." Thomas rolled his eyes and went back to looking for things.

Minho crossed his arms. "I've never seen you act so gay." He laughed.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

"That you're not a typical gay but you're pretty flaming right now" Minho chuckled.

"Shut up" him as laughed, throwing something at Minho.

He laughed, throwing something back.

They heard something coming from behind them and both stopped. "What was that." They said in unison.

They looked back where they heard it.

Suddenly there was this person.. At least they think it was a person. Their face was bloody, and they seemed like.. Well. They kinda looked like zombies honestly.

"Run. Run! RUN!" Thomas yelled, they both ran back to the group they were with. "Guys. Run!"

Minho called.

"I.." Newt looked at Thomas.

"You can. Come on. We have to move." Thomas grabbed Newt and helped him go.

They ran until they were able to find a secluded place, Winston was scratched up. Newt was sitting on Thomas, holding around his neck and trying not to cry. "Shh. It's okay" Thomas held newt.

"What. The hell. Were those things?" Frypan panted.

"I bet they were the shuckin' cranks Janson was talking about" Minho said.

Thomas nodded in agreement.

Nobody even noticed Winstons wounds until he groaned and they all looked back at him to tell him to shut up. But when Frypan saw the wounds he gasped. "Winst?" He said. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Those. Crank things. Scratched. Me." He gasped.

Teresa went over to him. "Winston? Can I see?" Teresa whispered.

Winston nodded, so Teresa lifted his shirt. Everyone looked away when they saw it. It was terrible.

Thomas slept go of newt and took off his shirt., handing the it to Teresa to wrap around the wounds.

Newt laid against Thomas' bare chest.

"You just like to take your shirt off." Newt mumbled.

Thomas chuckled and held his boyfriend close against him.

"I'm not complaining though. I quite like it" Newt giggled, looking up at Thomas.

Thomas shook his head and looked down at him. Then pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

Newt smiled against Thomas' lips.

Thomas pulled back and smiled, then reached to the bag he found in the place they were. He reached in it and took out a tshirt. He let go of Newt for a second and put his shirt on, then wrapped his arm around Newt again. Within a few minutes Newt was asleep.

Teresa went back to Minho and fell asleep in his arms. Everyone was falling asleep.

But Thomas was too jumpy, every sound he heard made him open his eyes, worried there'd be a crank.

He eventually did get to sleep though, holding onto Newt.

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