Nothing _

Hey, I'm new to Fanfiction, and I came here to 'Unleash My Imagination'. Doing this really gives me something to do for the summer; you know how it is mostly boring during the summer when you have nothing to do, right?

I am writing this story based on a song by: The Script and the song is called: Nothing, if you don't know the song, I am suggesting you listen to it, so you will catch on to what I am saying in the story, but if you don't look the song up, it's fine, I completely understand. Plus, you all just might catch on anyway. I kind of made a little different from the song, but this is Fanfiction, means fan made.

For those who actually read this story and doesn't review, or put a comment about it. I will not try to convince you to, I will just be glad that you actually read this and for those who do read this story and comments on it, I will thank you for egging me on to complete this story.

Now there is only one more thing I must ask from you, please do not say anything negative. I personally do not want to hear it. If you do type something up negative I will ignore that comment; we will have no more further issues, I presume.

Disclaimer: I do not own one piece, the characters, or the song that I clearly was inspired by to create this story in my little noggin.

Thank you and enjoy!

Chapter one: Lost

My friends tell me I don't need her. They say that she is not worth it, not even the right one for me, but I clearly think she is. She is the most important person in my life; she was the only one that loved me for me, who stood up with my stupidity; with my love for her.

My friends also say that she used me for my fame, is it true?

Did she really let me love her because I'm famous throughout the school?

I can't help but think that it is not true, but that is my heart speaking, my conscious is telling me other, telling me that she did use me, betray me; threw me away, like I am her old toy. That she threw me away for another boy-toy to play with, to pick at the stiches that keeps their hearts connected to their chest, to toss them back and forth, shaking their brains so that they become like me, lost.

Was this all a game I only played?

Was I easy to play this game with? Was I really that dense?

No, she is the love of my life; I love her, but at the same time, I can't help but think, did she really love me, for me? Did she really stick with me for fame; to be on top, to make her job easier to dump me in the trash for another boy-toy to play with?

I remember, a few days ago, after she dumped me. I went to her house to tell her that I love her; that I needed her; I yearned for her every night and day, but she said nothing. All I got was nothing and It drove me closer to the edge, drew me towards killing myself.

Flashback

Luffy is walking down the street, smiling, but hurting inside. She really dumped him and he didn't want to believe it, he couldn't believe that she is willing to give him up without a trace of a smile on her pink; plump lips that he wanted to kiss so badly, so he decided to make Shure if she is playing him or not.

He was on his way to Hancock's house, to confess to her and he is pretty Shure that he will win her back, but he is sadly mistaken about that.

While he is walking down the cold streets he looks around to see nothing but snow covering everything but him; he is happy he wasn't. He could smell the fresh cold air that is blowing around wildly, causing him to push his head more into the long red scarf that is around his neck and to pull his thick red hat down; covering most of his cold pale face.

Once he found his way to Hancock's house, he knocked on the door and looked at the ground, waiting for Hancock to come to the door. Her parents were usually out for the weekends so she is usually alone on the weekends. Then he starts to remember when they would hang out on the weekends in the winter, snuggling up with each other, watching movies, and kissing, telling each other how much they love one another.

This causes him to blush as he picks up his hand, knocking on the brown door once more.

"Knock, knock, and knock"

"I'm coming!" he heard through the thick brown door in front of him, causing him to jump and try to gain his composure and confidence.

When she opened the door, their eyes locked, causing him to blush and look away from her. He couldn't help it; he thought that she is absolutely beautiful and contagious. He couldn't keep his eyes away from her and is stuck in a trance, until Hancock asks him a question.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to-," she cut him off.

"No! What are you doing here, did not ask what you came here to do!" She yelled, narrowing her slim black eyebrows at him.

"I am here to confess," he said, looking into her dark-blue eyes.

"I'm listening," she said with a sly smirk playing on her lips.

"Well…. I wanted to say that I love you and that I can't help but think about you all the time, please take me back," I said desperately, bowing down, with my black hair covering my black eyes.

"Awww~ that's nice to know, but," she paused, tilting my head up with her finger, causing me to look up at her, fully standing up." I have nothing to say to that, I have another boy-toy to play with."

What she said, caused his eyes to water. He couldn't believe it.' I….. she loved me right?' Luffy thought silently crying mentally and physically.

Hancock closed the door and left him outside on his own, while he sat out there crying, clenching and unclenching his fist.

Flashback ended

The memory is still clear in my mind, the way she smiled, the way her eyes were narrowed when she yelled at him, everything!

I was so outraged and angry after what had happened and called up my friends, Zoro, Ussop, and Sanji to go out and have a few drinks with me, they asked what was wrong with me, but I hanged up on them when they asked. I didn't want to talk about it in the streets, afraid that I would yell too loud, causing attention to myself.

When I got to the bar, I saw my friends there already; looking at me with looks concerned on their faces. We sat there for a while, talking about what happened and I got drunk and totally blacked out.

A few hours later I woke up with a horrible hangover and walked straight into the kitchen to see my brother, Ace and my Dad, Shanks, sitting at the table looking concerned, like my friends were. All I could think right now is 'why me'

While I'm thinking about this, I wonder around at night in the dark streets that leave me lost. I don't want to feel like this. I don't want to ever be hurt by love again, not by Hancock again; I won't let her get to me; never let her sly words to fool me into her trap.

Two years later

I am sitting in my seat, bored out of my mind, and tired because I woke up too early in the morning to go to this lame school. I was pulled out of bed early for this? Really?

We were apparently waiting for the teacher to come into the classroom so we can get class started. Me on the other hand, is tired, and is slouching in my seat, with my feet on propped on a desk in front of me, no questions asked.

"Good morning class! Today we have a new student!" The teacher said cheerfully with a bounce in her step as she walked into the class.

Her name was Ms. Retched, funny name, huh? Well anyway, she has brown-curly hair that fits face and perfect soft skin, don't ask how I know, I just know. She is wearing the usual, a long sleeved red shirt and a long red striped skirt. I will admit, I used to have a large crush on her. Yup, every day I would give her a shiny red apple every morning, and she would always smile at me sweetly, accepting it. Sooner or later I found out she was happily married, and I didn't want to ruin her happiness with my confession.

Speaking of crushes, Hancock is in my class too and she is still a grimy-bitch. We always seem to ignore each other though, so I do not have a problem with it, it's not hurting me.

I open my eyes to see the most beautiful girl in front of the class. She had long red-curly hair, pretty orange eyes, and a nice figure, not as good as Hancock's but dang, she is hot!

" Hey, my name is Nami! I love oranges and drawing maps," she said cheerfully.

Uh-oh, I think I am falling in love… AGAIN!

So what do you think? Review if you would like and if you don't I'll be glad that you are at least reading this story.

Ta-ta for now!