So this is just a little start back into writing, I know it's not long but hopefully those who read it will enjoy it and look forward to the next chapter. I don't know if I can promise fast updates, but I do know for a 20 year old I have a surprising amount of free time that should be dedicated to my studies instead of Netflix and not this lol. I hope you enjoy!
He sat two rows in front of me, right in front of the windows. When the sun hit him mid-afternoon, it was my favorite time. That probably explains why my math grades weren't as well as my other subjects. Can you blame me? Here I had a class with my crush and it was just him and I, oh and all the other students as well, but it was just a forty minute block I had him all to myself. I was free to admire him, his smile, and the way his head tilted back when he laughed the only way he knew how, full and loud. I didn't have to worry about his crush crossing his path during my little forty minute slice of heaven. Yeah, it's sad, but of course he would have a crush and it wouldn't be on me. I think the only reason why he knew I existed was because his crush was the first friend I had met here. Yeah welcome to my high school life love triangle, it was my crush having a crush on my best friend and my best friend having a crush on him. Three points in a triangle and I was the loneliest point way up at the top. You know what's the worst part about it? Having to be the middle point between the two of them, knowing that they both liked each other and having to help the both of them get together. It had happened about a month ago, I was sitting at lunch waiting for my friends to enter the cafeteria when he came over to me. I had almost died, literally, my strawberry milk had made its way into the wrong pipe at the extreme shock of seeing my crush make his way over to me. He plopped down right next to me, gave me my favorite smile, threw his arms around my shoulders, and leaned his head down closer to me. You can see why I almost died, if the strawberry milk didn't kill me it would be the fact that my heart had stopped beating. He asked me if he could meet me after school and walk me to my part time job. I had to discretely pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Little did I know, it was more like a nightmare for me. On the way to work we talked about school, sports, food, etc only to have the bomb drop right in front of my works front door. That one sentence shot through my heart, severing it in two faster than any arrow ever could.
"Can you help me get Lisanna to go out with me?"
Eleven words that fit the eleven pieces that my heart broke into. I knew those lips of his would never say my name in that order, I knew his heart would never feel the same way mine did. I knew my smile didn't move him the way his did me. I knew it all and yet I still hoped that maybe, maybe I had a chance. They don't call me unlucky Lucy for nothing.
This is the story of how I had to hand over the guy I loved to my best friend. They say that if you love someone you have to let them go right and if they love you, they will come back to you right? Well Natsu, I love you and it looks like I'm letting you go.