TAKE ME
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by: juliadepp
a NaLu fanfic based on OOHYO's PIZZA watch?v=tvUMCOWrTgA
Please listen, it's quite nice!
* Warning: Characters can be out of character. This is set in an AU. I do not own these characters, they belong to Hiro Mashima.*
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Summer's been boring without you
Empty talk and entertainment
Lucy loves the color pink.
She faintly remembers the first ribbon her mother had given her was of the same shade of light pink. She loves seeing pink rush to the cheeks of those she could control, with her words, with her gaze- pink was lovely. It wasn't quite straightforward as red, but it was gently alluring.
She remembers the first shade of lipstick she's put on her lips. It was a lovely hue of baby pink. It made her look innocent, gentle— everything she was not and would never be. The Lucy people knew was no more than a shell she had to live in hiding from her controlling father.
Pink was her glue to the wall she put up for herself. And it is the same color that will undo her, the same color that will tear her down.
"Natsu," She reaches for his hand, begging, "Stay."
He swats her hand away, and looks almost apologetically, "You started this."
And with that, he left.
Been yawning every minute or so
Waiting for the phone to ring
Lucy felt the shivers travel down her spine, and to the tip of her fingers, as she traced down the stem of the fragile wine glass on the table. She hated the color of the deep red swirling in her glass; but she drank it all anyway— hoping to wash away any pink left in her system. She wanted to feel free, but the moment she only ever did was when he was around.
He was nowhere to be found now, and it's her fault.
She was so adamant on making herself believe that any feelings she had for Natsu meant nothing. She had seen the way her mother fall miserably for a man like her father, and she didn't want that to happen to her. So she did what she thought would be the best option for the moment.
She got wasted, wasted enough to latch her lips onto some stranger's.
He found out.
He ran away.
He didn't stay.
Of course, why would he?
What's gotten into me?
Can anybody see?
The high and mighty Lucy Heartfilia was drowning in colors she would usually never wear.
Her phone buzzed for the nth time today, and she barely spared it a glance. She had a special tone reserved for her former lover, it was the song they first danced to together. Their feet awkwardly overlapped, and Natsu ended up with a sore toe, and Lucy with a bleeding heel but the smile on their faces made it worthwhile.
"Kiss me," Lucy remember whispering to him, he who grinned like a fool. A fool in love.
Neon lights cascaded over their body, pink, yellow, colors they both loved. They dance amidst a wave of bodies looking for love— they were different. They found it. As he leaned in to touch her lips with his, she tiptoed to reach his. They both had their eyes closed, but they saw clearly.
Their lips met, tenderly. And both had mused, they'd be lost from now on. Swimming in a sea, without ever seeing the shore. But none of that mattered, they were going to watch the horizon and drown together.
Oh love's a crazy game
I don't know how to play
To make you want to stay
"Natsu," Lucy knocked on his door, freezing, and desperate.
Her knuckles were sore from both the cold and knocking so many times without fail. She should have known he wasn't going to open the door. Why should he? She hurt him, and he loved her. She loved him as well, but she was dumb, stupid, foolish, hateful—
The door swung open to reveal a very tired looking Natsu, his salmon pink hair was dissheveled and unkempt, his eyes had dark bags underneath, and his shirt wrinkled. He looked like a mess, but what did that matter? She looked even more terrible than he did.
"Come in." He simply said before leaving her.
I'm too scared to say
That I want you
I want you back
"I love you." Lucy timidly says, her fingers fiddling with the handle of the mug filled with hot chocolate.
They weren't strangers, and yet the distance felt unfamiliar. She was on the edge of his bed, and he was leaning on his drawer, gazing at her with unreadable eyes. She was the reason he couldn't sleep properly, the reason he lost his appetite, the reason he had started to regret choosing to walk away. Even after what she did, he couldn't find it in his heart to hate her.
The man slowly stepped towards the blonde who was intently staring at the ground.
"What does love mean to you?" He could hardly keep his voice from cracking.
Gently, she puts down the mug in her hand, and stood up. Gingerly, she took a step towards the man, and wondered about his question. If love had a definite definition, what would it be? She knew many words that could be associated with it, but only one made sense.
"Lucy," Natsu cups her face, and gazes into her chocolate eyes brimming with tears, "What is love to you?"
She finally says, "You."
Cause I want you
I want you bad
And it all made sense for Lucy.
The moment their lips met, their tears fell, she knew she was foolish to have kissed another man, when this was the man she loved. At that very moment, Lucy didn't mind the unfamiliar colors she was dressed in, she embraced it.
"You— you," She breathes, "Natsu, you are love."
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fin
A/N: How was that for a first story? :) This will be a series of one shot based on songs! I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a review, or a favorite or a follow for more ! Thank you!
Should I do more? What songs should I write about? Ships?
