A.N.: Hiiiiii :3 *hides before everyone kills me because I'm taking too long to get things done* To answer some questions: No, I'm not stopping! Yes I'm in college and I have finals starting next week! Yes, I'm starting to panic. Still I am going to write because I love this 3 Hope you enjoy and thank you for understanding.

Chapter 27: Love

The next morning stubborn Minho entered the med-jack's hut with an so expected headache.

"Emma." He mumbled dropping himself on the old bed that they used to treat the Gladers. "Make it stop."

Emma smiled a little to her hands. She couldn't lie that she was a little mad at Minho and that he deserved the hangover he was getting. It was rude to leave someone without an answer.

That moment she opened the cabinet to take out a bottle of water for Minho to drink up and closed it with a loud bang that caused the boy to flinch.

"Don't torture me." he begged.

Emma handed him the water and he looked at her as if he was waiting for medicine.

"What?" the brunette asked. "There's no medicine for hangovers."

"Come on. Clint and Jeff would always give me a number for this." The boy muttered opening the bottle and drinking from it.

"That's because they are scared of your agressive being." Emma explained causing a smirk to appear on the asian's face.

"Andy ou aren't?" he asked.

"No. You're just a kitty hissing at the world." Emma pointed wih a soft smile.

Minho let out a small laugh looking down at his knees for a second before speaking.

"I remember yesterday." He informed.

"That makes two of us." The girl said.

"I like you Emma." Minho pointed out making Emma blush.

"I know." Emma said crossing her arms looking outsider the window.

Minho looked up at her with a frown on his face.

"Is that all?" he asked "No "I like you back"?"

"What does the word like mean to you?" Emma asked with a sigh.

Minho got to his feet and took a few steps in Emma's direction stopping a few centimeters away from the girl.

"I don't know." He said removing a strand of hair from her face. "It's like when I'm with you I… I don't know, I feel different."

"Less of a shuck?" Emma asked with a smile.

"Yeah, less of a shuck." Minho agreed cupping Emma's face with his hands.

"So you love me." Emma stated.

"Yeah I love you." He confessed before his lips met hers.

It was a passionate/agressive kiss. His strong lips moved against hers and his hands moved from her face to her back and Brown hair. He pulled Emma to him and her hands run through his neck.

When the kiss was broken both were out of breath. Emma looked into Minho's eyes.

"I love you too." She said under her breath.