In just a few days I would be graduating High School. My life, as I knew it, was coming to an end. My friends would be moving on, going to different colleges all over the globe, and I'd be leaving my home behind. But before all that happened, there was summer vacation to be had. While others would be losing their minds, and probably their virginity, on the sandy beaches of where ever they were going, I'd be working away at the local diner. Yep, my funds for college were running seriously low, which meant I had to sacrifice my summer vacation to make some extra money. I'd been working at the Diner for a year now, but I thought once High School was over this stupid job would be too. My father, however, had other plans. Sure he had the money to give me, but my father was very old fashioned. He believes that teens should pay their own way through college and refused to give me even a dime. "Back in my day" was one of my father's favourite sayings. Don't get me wrong though, it wasn't all bad working at the diner. Every Tuesday at around five PM a boy from my school would stop by. He'd sit in a booth, order a shake and watch me rushing around after the other customers. You'd think it'd be creepy, but he was too cute to be creepy. And by cute I mean blooming gorgeous. He had a mop of hair that seemed to defy gravity and an attitude that made me swoon from behind the counter as he'd loosen his school tie, swing his bag over his shoulder and saunter outside, always leaving a tip. Every time I'd go to clean his table I hoped that he'd left his number, but alas.
I rushed down the street and burst through the diner doors.
"I'm here!" I yelled breathlessly.
"You're fifteen minutes late, Lucy." Michelle, the manager, said as she refilled the jar of Razzle Dazzles.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." I hurried to the back, dumped my bag in my employee locker and pulled out my uniform. The uniform was one of my favourite parts of the job. It was pretty swanky with a puffy pink skirt and a lacy, white short sleeved shirt. . I shuffled in to my skirt, pulled my blouse over my head and headed out to the diner floor. "One of my teachers kept me back after class." I explained as I tied my apron into a bow behind my back.
"Hair." Michelle said.
"What?" I asked.
"Tie up your hair." Michelle said. Michelle was only one year older than me. Her parent's owned the diner and had promoted Michelle to manager once she graduated high school. It made sense, she'd been working there for years and was great at running the place.
"Oh right." I gathered my hair into a messy bun and secured it with a bright pink hair tie. We weren't allowed to wear our hair down at the diner, but hey at least I didn't have to wear a hair net.
"He's here already." Erza, another girl from my school, whispered in my ear and she glided past me with a tray balanced on her finger tips.
"He is?" I exclaimed, a little too loudly. I cleared my throat and tried to gather myself.
"Yep, look." Michelle nodded towards the doors. There he was. Hands buried deep in his pockets, bag casually slung over his shoulder.
"Okay, okay. Everyone be cool!" I hurried behind the counter and tried to look busy. The familiar twinkling of the bell above the doors rang through the air as he entered the diner. I had my back to him, but was watching him in the reflection of the mirror that lined the back wall. I waited for him to take his usual spot in the booth in the corner, but he didn't. Instead, he headed straight to the counter and hopped on to one of the stools. My heart began to thump. Oh god, Oh god I thought. Why hasn't he sat in his booth? I could feel his eyes on my back and could see his smirk in the mirror.
"Lucy." He said. My heart literally jumped out of my chest and ran away. I mean, how did he know my name? I slowly turned to face him, knowing that my cheeks were turning as pink as the Razzle Dazzles he was helping himself to.
"How, uh." I cleared my throat, trying to keep my composure. "How do you know my name?" I asked.
"It's embroidered on your uniform." He said, pointing to the swirly stitching on my breast pocket.
"Oh." I laughed. "So it is." I forgot we each had customised blouses.
He laughed and popped another Razzle Dazzle in his mouth. I caught a glimpse of Michelle, who was shooting daggers at the boy. "You'll have to pay for those!" I said suddenly, immediately regretting it. He looked a little taken a back, but quickly began to chuckle to himself.
"How about I just order something on the menu?" He asked, placing the lid back on the Razzle Dazzle jar.
"Uh, sure." I said.
"What would you recommend?" He asked. I grabbed a menu from under the counter, placed it in front of him and pointed to the sundae on the front. "A super-sized, sundae with extra everything." I said.
"Looks great. I'll have that." He grinned.
"Alrighty-roo." I cheered, wondering why I had just said something so stupid. I shook my head and began making his desert before I said anything else embarrassing.
I have to admit, his confidence was rather attractive and I couldn't believe I was actually talking to him. The boy that had been watching me, and that I had been watching in return, for months had finally made the first move. This was better than just leaving his number on a serviette, this was actual human contact. He was exactly how I thought he would be- Super cool. Did he think the same about me? Definitely not. Maybe he was simply tired of sitting at a booth and decided to try the bar for a change.
"We're in the same grade at school, right?" He asked.
"Yep." I said as I took a scoop of ice-cream from every tub we had and slopped it into the tall sundae glass.
"I remember you from the assembly you did on recycling." He said with a slight grin. Oh god, that was almost two years ago now. No wonder he remembered it, that assembly was a disaster. "You knocked over the projector and it smashed all over the floor." He laughed.
"And then I cried in front of the whole school." The memory came flooding back to me, making me cringe.
"That, you did." He nodded. He had his arms folded on the counter and was hunched over slightly, making his upper arm muscles grow tight against his school shirt. I couldn't help but admire the view.
"Please forget that." I moaned.
"Hey, it was good until you smashed the projector. I actually started recycling after that assembly." He said.
"You did?" I smiled. He nodded. I felt myself blush even more.
I finally finished pouring syrup over the mounds of ice-cream, fruit and sweets before placing it in front of him. It was a shoddy job. Even I could see that it was one of the worst presented Sundaes this diner had ever seen. To be honest, I was better at wiping tables than making the desserts. "One Super Sized Sundae with extra everything, especially Razzle Dazzle's." I said as I topped off the ice-cream with the sparkly pink candy.
"Looks great." He said.
"You don't have to say that." I laughed a little.
"What are you talking about?" He grabbed the spoon and dove in.
"Um, so-" I began, not really knowing what I was going to say. But Michelle interrupted me before I had a chance to finish. "Lucy, there are other customers." She said from across the diner.
"Um, right." I nodded and left the boy to his sundae. "I guess I better go."
"I'll see ya' later, Lucy." He said before devouring another scoop of ice-cream. He wasn't the most attractive eater I'd ever seen, that was for sure.
The diner was surprisingly busy and I resented every customer for pulling me away from the boy at the counter. But, of course I hid my irritation behind a well-rehearsed smile. I would watch him out the corner of my eye, dreading the moment he finished the last spoonful of ice-cream. Because that would mean it was time for him to leave. Although, there was something satisfying about watching him eat something I had made for him.
The rest of my shift flew by and I was disappointed when I saw that the boy had left without me even noticing. I slumped to the back and began to change back in to my school uniform, when Erza came in.
"Someone left this for you." She leant past me and placed a serviette in my locker.
"A serviette?" I asked dully as I buttoned up my shirt. "Is this Michelle's way of telling me I didn't clean up well enough?"
"Read it." Erza smiled before heading back out to the diner floor. I shrugged in to my school cardigan before picking up the napkin, turning it over in my hands. Someone had written, well more like scrawled, something on it.
Thanks for the Super Sundae
the name's Natsu
by the way
My stomach began to fill with fluttery butterflies as I read the napkin over and over. Okay, so it wasn't a phone number. But, I had his name now and he had mine. It was a good start.
I left work with an unusual satisfaction. The sun was setting, the air was cool and I had a name. Not just any name, his name. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and opened my contacts.
"We're halfway there." I said as I typed his name in to the "New Contact" tab, leaving the number section blank since I didn't actually have that yet. "Half way where?" A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Natsu stood in front of me, his hair gently blowing in the breeze. I immediately locked my phone screen and tucked it back in to my pocket. "Oh, uh. Half way home." I said quickly.
"Oh, cool. I'll walk with you." He said, turning and walking ahead. Walk with me? I don't know if I'm ready for that. But, he wasn't stopping, so I skipped a little to catch up with him. "I was just grabbing some more of those Razzle Dazzles from the store." Natsu said, holding up a carrier bag from the local super market. "Oh, yeah. They're good, right?" I said, and they were. They were like an explosion of sugar and raspberry and edible glitter. "Here," Natsu said, tossing me a packet. "Thanks." I said as I awkwardly caught it between my fingers. Natsu opened up a packet for himself and began chomping away, but I tucked mine in my school bag for later.
"So, you live nearby?" I asked.
"Yep. Maple Avenue." He said. "You?"
I didn't like to tell people where I lived, I felt like whenever I did people just immediately made assumptions about me. Sure, I lived in a big house on a fancy boulevard and sure, my dad had a gardener and chef but that didn't mean anything to me. If I was honest, I'd be happy in a small bungalow overlooking the sea.
"Madison Boulevard." I said quietly. Natsu raised his eyebrows and whistled. "Fancy." He said.
"I guess." I shrugged, immediately regretting telling him.
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you working at that diner if you have enough money to live on Madison Boulevard?" He asked. It was kind of a rude thing to ask, but I could tell he wasn't the kind of person who would ever intend to be rude. I just sighed. "Sorry." He said. "I didn't mean to pry."
"No, it's fine." I said. "Basically, my dad is the one with all the money. Except he has all these principals and insists that I pay my own way through college." I explained, wondering why I was opening up to someone who was pretty much a stranger to me. Maybe it was his eyes. Yep, those deep brown eyes were hard to resist. "Wait a second," Natsu said. "Does that mean you're not going anywhere for summer break?"
"Uh-uh." I shook my head.
"But you have to do something." He encouraged.
"Well, I'll probably go to the beach a couple times. Plus my house has a pool so-"
"This will not stand!" Natsu exclaimed. I laughed at his sudden outburst.
"Well, what are your plans then?" I asked, wondering what kind of thing he'd be in to.
"A couple friends and I are packing up a camper van and going traveling. You know, just see where the road takes us." Natsu said, sliding his arm over my shoulder and painting the sky with his hand. A wave of disappoint washed over me and I suddenly wasn't so cool about my lame vacation plans anymore. "Wow that actually sounds pretty awesome." I sighed, staring up as if Natsu had actually painted an image in the sky. "Right?" Natsu beamed, taking his arm back and continuing our walk home. "Don't you see, Lucy? You can't waste this opportunity." He said. What opportunity? Was he going to invite me on his trip? I braced myself with a deep breath. "You need to come up with something to do on your vacation. Working at the Diner just won't cut it." He said. Of course he wasn't going to invite me on his trip. I knew that really, but a girl can hope. Even if it means inevitable disappointment. "Right, yeah. I'll think of something." I said.
We reached Natsu's house before mine, leaving me to dwell in my sudden misery. He was right, I couldn't waste my vacation slaving away after hungry tourists. I wanted to be with Natsu. Sat beside him in his camper van. I'd accidently give him the wrong directions and we'd laugh at how terrible I am at reading maps- it would be great. But, my farther would never go for it. It took everything in me to convince him to let me work at the diner, he wanted me to work at his office as his personal PA. But, I couldn't handle that.
"Ugh!" I groaned in frustration. A jogger on the other side of the road gave me a funny look, so I gave them an awkward wave in return. "That's it. I'm going home and I'm telling my dad I'm going away for the summer." I demanded to myself. Yet another person jogged passed me and gave me an odd look as I stood there talking to myself. Note to self: Don't talk to self in public and avoid joggers- their judgy.
I flopped down on my bed and let out a loud and over exaggerated sigh. My talk with my farther had gone just about as well as you can imagine. He wouldn't even hear me out. "You'll have plenty of time to travel when you're older." He'd said. Will I, dad? Will I? I grabbed my cell and rang my best friend, Levi.
"Hey, Lu." She cheered.
"I'm going to have the worst summer!" I cried.
"What are you talking about?" Levy asked, she was used to my dramatics by now.
"Okay, so you know that guy that always come in to the diner?" I began.
"Yep. The one in our year at school." Levy said.
"That's the one. Well, he actually spoke to me today." I said, feeling a little happier as I replayed the scene over and over in my head.
"He did?" Levy asked excitedly.
"Uh-huh. And he told me that he's travelling around in a camper van for the summer. Cool, right?"
"Not that cool." Levy said.
"It is. Trust me. Anyway, it's made me realise I can't waste my summer at the diner!" I said.
"Why don't you come with me to visit my cousin?" Levy asked.
"I'd love to, but my dad is determined that I spend the summer working and earning."
"Look, summer vacation is two days away, we have a little time to convince him." Levy said.
"Yeah, right." I laughed. Levy knew how stubborn my dad was.
So, two days passed and we were graduating high school. We were saying goodbye to a huge part of our lives in preparation for the next big journey. The day was spent crying, taking group pictures and, of course, signing each other's shirts and yearbooks. It was hard to believe my years as a school student were coming to an end. No more uniform, no more gym class, no more faking an injury to get out of gym class. But what I'd miss the most was the people. Spending every day together because, honestly, we had no other choice. Despite what we wrote in each other's year books claiming we'd be friends forever, most of us knew we'd probably never speak again. I tried not to think about it too much, I'd never stop crying otherwise. Hey, I'm very sentimental when it comes to things like this.
"Hey, Lu. It's time to head in for the final assembly." Levy called as I finished up drawing a heart on some guy's back. "There ya' go." I said, standing back to admire my handy work.
"Cool, thanks." The guy said. "Want me to sign yours?" He asked.
"Oh, no. Thanks." I said. There was one space left on my shirt and it was reserved for someone special. Not some guy, who I was sure was the school's drug dealer.
After a very emotional day at school, I had to head to the diner. I walked through the doors, completely ignored Michelle, who was putting money in the till, and headed out back to get changed. I was happy to see Erza was already there. She was straightening her ponytail when I walked right up to her and gave her a hug.
"Lucy?" She asked, lowering her arms to hug me back. "Everything okay?"
"No, aren't you sad?" I asked in to her bosom.
"Sure, but we still have college to look forward to. Not to mention summer vacation." She said.
"Ugh." I let her go and began changing in to my own work uniform, realising that this was the last time I'd be switching from my school uniform to my work uniform. I sucked back my tears and continued to change. "You're coming to my party tonight, right?" Erza asked me. I gasped.
"I completely forgot about your party!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks." Erza said with a dry expression.
"No, no. Sorry. I didn't mean it like that." I said suddenly. "Yes, I'd like to come please." I added quietly. Erza face lightened in to a smile. "Good." She said before strutting off on to the diner floor.
Once I was done changing I headed out myself.
"Ahem." Michelle coughed, raising her eyebrows at me.
"I know, I know. My hair." I said impatiently as I tied my hair in to a pony. Not long in to my shift, Natsu showed up. I hadn't seen him since our walk home two nights ago, so I felt a little nervous to speak to him again. Every fibre of his shirt was covered in people's signatures and little notes and scribbles. Having your shirt signed really was a show and tell of how popular you were, and damn was he popular. He sat on the same stool as before and shot me a dashing smile. I looked over at Erza who was winking at me and encouraging me to go over to him, so I did. As I approached him I noticed that there were a lot of girl's names on his shirt, which made me a little jealous. I wanted to see my name on there. "That's a lot of signatures." I said, resting my elbows on the counter. "Yeah, but it's missing one." Natsu said with a smirk.
"Is it?" I asked.
"Yep." Natsu held out a pink felt tip and slid it across the counter towards me. The butterflies were back, fluttering around my stomach like they'd just learnt to fly. I took the felt tip and popped it open. "Where should I sign?" I asked excitedly.
"Right here." He said as he leant over the till and pointed to his collar.
"Okay." I smiled as I wrote my name in swirly handwriting across his collar. I pondered on whether to put a kiss or not, but in the end I drew a heart out of habit. "Thanks." He smiled as I handed back his felt tip. "Um, could you sign mine?" I asked.
"Are you kidding me? Of course." He said. I knew Michelle wouldn't like it, but I quickly hurried out back and grabbed my school shirt. "Here." I said as I placed my shirt on the counter.
"How about… right… here?" Natsu asked as he wrote his name across the left chest. I suddenly wished I was wearing it as I watched him slowly write his name. I could tell he was taking care to make his handwriting neater than it normally was. He drew sparks around his name before sliding my shirt back to me. "Thanks." I said as I took the shirt back, knowing I'd treasure it for a long time. "I better go put this out back." I said.
"Yeah, boss lady doesn't look happy." Natsu grinned. He was right, Michelle looked pissed. In fact, when I returned from my locker Michelle seemed to be having stern words with Natsu. "Are you going to buy anything?" She asked.
"Not today, I just came by because I needed something from Lucy." He smiled in my direction. Did he just say needed? He needed me to sign his shirt. I felt myself blush and tried to hide my smile. "Well, Lucy has work to do." Michelle said.
"Right. I'll get out your hair." He said, standing from his stool.
"Wait," I said suddenly, worried that this would be the last time I'd see him.
"I'll see you later, Lucy." He gave me a salute as he grabbed his school bag and left the diner. Once again, another thing had ended. I would never again enjoy his presence in the diner. The whole place felt empty as the door shut behind him. I stood there for a moment, staring at the doors. "Lucy, come on. There's jobs to be done." Michelle nagged. The realisation set in, this would be my whole summer. Michelle nagging me as I watched people come and go. I suddenly felt very sick.
Levy had come round my house that night to get ready for the party together. Plus Erza also lived on Madison Boulevard, so it just made sense to get ready at mine. "What are you wearing?" I asked as I flopped on my bed in my dressing gown. It was the final farewell. Erza had invited almost everyone from our year, which meant that this party would be the last memory most of us had of each other and it had to be a good one. "I was thinking of wearing this orange sundress." Levy pulled out a floaty dress that cameto just above her knees. It was her style to a T. "That's perfect." I said.
"What about you?" Levy asked.
"I have no idea." I said. Honestly, I'd been dreading this moment. The moment that I had to open my wardrobe and commit to an outfit for the biggest party of the year. "Let me have a look." Levy said as she slid open my wardrobe doors. She held out a pair of denim shorts. "No." I shook my head. Next she held out a floral skirt. "Next." I said.
"Okay… How about this?" Levy reached right to the back and pulled out a dress I'd never seen before. It was a black and white striped skater dress with spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline. "Whoa, that's nice." I said, sitting up suddenly.
"Isn't It yours?" Levy asked.
"Well, I mean, it must be. But I don't remember it." I said as I admired the dress.
"Put it on." Levy encouraged. So I did and I loved it. It was perfect for the occasion. I matched it with a pair of plain white pumps, black bangles around my wrist and a white Alice band in my hair. For once, I was feeling genuinely good about myself. I was ready for the night, and ready to see Natsu.
"You ready to go?" I asked Levy after on last mirror check. "Yep." She nodded. We headed downstairs where my father was cooking his dinner in the kitchen. "We're going now, dad." I said. He looked up from the stove and smiled. "I see you found the dress I bought you." He said.
"You bought this for me?" I asked, surprised.
"I did, do you like it?" He asked.
"I love it, thank you." I smiled.
"See, I'm not all bad." He said.
"I know, dad." I smiled as I pulled him in for a hug.
"Have fun tonight." He said.
"I will."
As soon as we left my house you could hear the music from Erza's party. It was a warm evening and the smell of alcohol was in the air. As we approached Erza's house, there were people chilling on her front lawn, smoking and drinking from the traditional red cup. Her front doors were already open and there was a steady flow of people entering and leaving the house. The party had only just begun and there was already a serious amount of make out sessions occurring on the front steps of her porch. I'm pretty sure I could hear rustling and moaning coming from the bushes too. "Ready?" Levy asked as we walked up the porch steps. "Ready." I nodded. We entered the party. Great music was blaring throughout the house, the lights were dimmed and there was smoke hanging in the air. People were singing and yelling all around us. I grabbed Levy's hand and the two of us headed towards the kitchen, where Erza was pulling a pizza out of the oven. "Hey." I said as we approached.
"You made it." She smiled, removing her oven mit. "Pizza's ready!" She yelled in to the rest of the house and a wave of people rushed in to grab a slice. "There's drinks in the fridge or in the coolers outside." Erza called above the crowd.
"Got it." I yelled as I opened the fridge and grabbed Levy and I a beer each. This may not have been my first party, but it was my first time drinking. So, when I cracked opened that cold beer and took my first sip I was disgusted. "So this is what beer tastes like." I said.
"Bad, right?" Levy said as her facial expression matched mine. But we continued to drink it anyway. It seemed to taste better the more you drank.
Two hours, four beers and one hot dog later Levy and I were having the best time. We had been dancing for a while now and I was beginning to feel the effects of the beers I'd been drinking. So, I yelled in Levy's ear that I was heading outside to get some fresh air. "Okay!" She yelled back. "I'm gonna' stay here."
I had almost made it to the front porch when I was approached by a tall guy with curly brown hair. "Hey, wanna' partake in a shots off." He asked with a grin.
"Sure." I shrugged, not actually knowing what a shots off was.
"Great, come on." He said, grabbing my hand. This boy, who I didn't even know, guided me through the house and through in to Erza's game room. "We've got our final girl." The boy announced as he walked me in to the room and held my hand in the air. I finished off my fifth beer and drunkenly thrust it in to the chest of the boy holding my hand. "Lucy?" A familiar voice asked. I looked up to find Natsu stood in front of me. "Oh, hey. I didn't see you there." I said. The world around me was a blur and my eyes refused to focus on Natsu, so I simply stared in his general direction. "How much have you had to drink?" Natsu asked with a grin.
"Not that much." I said, swaying back and forth. "I'm gonna' partake in a shots off." I said and everyone around me cheered.
"Okay, she'll be on my team." Natsu said, taking my hand from the tall boy.
"Really?" I smiled.
"Yep." Natsu walked me over to a ping pong table that was now covered in shot glasses and bottles of alcohol. Erza was playing too, although I didn't recognise her partner. A boy from my class, Loke, approached the table. "Okay, round one. Vodka." He said picking up a bottle and pouring four shots. I stumbled a little and grabbed Natsu's T-shirt to steady myself. "Are you sure you should be playing this?" He asked me.
"We're gonna' win." I winked, picking up my shot glass and knocking it back without a second thought. Everyone in the room cheered as if I had done something impressive, which made me feel like I had. The other three downed their shots too, moving us on to the next round.
After four rounds and six shots, I couldn't take anymore. My legs had turned to jelly, the floor had turned to jelly and my eyes were all over the place. Natsu had his hands on my shoulders, which I'm pretty sure was the only thing keeping my from tumbling over. Loke announced the fifth round, Tequila. "Tequila." I repeated with a hiccup.
"We forfeit." Natsu announced suddenly.
"What?" I looked up at him but his face was serious.
"You know what the forfeit is." Loke said. "Shot, shot, shot!" He began to chant. Wait, so the penalty for losing a shots off is to take a shot?
"Dude, no." Natsu said.
"I still wanna' play." I said, reaching for my shot glass.
"No, you don't." Natsu grabbed my hand before it got to the shot and pulled me out of the room. I could see the doors to the back garden were ahead and could already feel the breeze on my face. Maybe Natsu was right to pull me out of the shots off, but he was walking way too fast for me. As we neared the doors I tripped over my own feet and fell forwards. Natsu, with ninja like reflexes, immediately turned around and caught my shoulders, keeping my face from smashing in to the hardwood floors. "I'm sorry." He said with a genuinely apologetic look on his face. He knew he had be pulling me too hard. "I'm gonna' be sick." I said suddenly. The words came out of my mouth before I even knew it was true. But, sure enough, I could soon feel my body rejecting the alcohol I had been filling it with all night. "Okay, come on." Natsu said, pulling me to my feet. "No, don't come with me." I said, waving him away and rushing outside, almost tumbling down the steps as I went.
After emptying my stomach behind the bushes in Erza's garden, I stumbled back towards the party to find Natsu sat on the steps. He had his hoody in his hands which he immediately got up and wrapped me in as soon as he saw me emerge up the garden. "How ya' feeling?" He asked, wiping the corners of my mouth with a napkin he'd pulled from his pocket. "Like a loser." I said. I liked Natsu, but after tonight I could probably never speak to him again. I mean, wiping vomit from the corners of a girl's mouth isn't exactly the most appealing thing, is it?
"Because we lost the shots off?" He asked.
"No. Because I just am one." I shrugged.
"You're not a loser." Natsu said, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Come on, sit down." We sat on the steps and he handed me a glass of water to drink, which I was grateful for. He rubbed my back in circles as I rested my head on his shoulder. "We should get you home." He said.
"What time is it?" I asked. Natsu checked his watch.
"Twelve Thirty." He said.
"Too early." I shook my head.
"Well, what then? You can barely stand, so dancing is out of the question." Natsu said. Then I noticed a giant trampoline in the corner of the garden. "Trampoline." I said, pointing over to it.
"No way, you'll just be sick again." He said.
"No, not jump on it. Just lay on it, looking at the stars." I smiled to myself.
"Okay, then." Natsu said. To my surprise he scooped me up bridal style and carried me across the grass. He laid me on the trampoline, scooted me in to the middle and then climbed on himself. We were laid arm to arm. You could barely hear the music from our corner of the garden, just the sound of our breathing. I stretched out my pink finger and felt his hand next to mine. Embarrassed, I immediately moved my hand away, but he grabbed it back and held it. It shocked me a little, but I didn't attempt to move in case he decided to let it go again. We quietly stared up at the stars and the party raged on inside the house, but I knew exactly where I'd rather be.
AN:
Hope you enjoyed this first chapter :) Please leave a review (unless your name is Juviana.) I was really in the mood for writing a summer romance story so here it is, plus I had a lot of people asking for a Nalu fic which is definitely what this is going to be :D