I live for band AUs. Enjoy 3
Music blared and echoed through the concert hall accompanied by cheers and screams. Levy could understand the appeal of the band on stage but she wasn't really enjoying her evening. She glanced briefly at the messy mass of blonde hair next to her who seemed to really be getting into the music.
"Hey, Lu-chan, I'm just going to go out and get some air," she yelled over the noise of the crowd which was buzzing with voices singing alongside the band.
"Yeah, sure, text me if you need to get hold of me," she replied, grinning at her blue-haired friend before continuing to bounce around to the music.
Squeezing her small body through any available gap, Levy managed to finally escape the crowd. As she tumbled out into the street, she noticed how dark it had gotten. Stars twinkled above her head as she inhaled the fresh air she'd been deprived of inside. She'd been grateful to be free of the thudding of the drums which had caused the throbbing in her head but had eased up as the door muffled the sound. Cool evening breeze whooshed through her sapphire locks and she daintily placed herself onto the curb.
As the calmness set in, the noise picked up as someone else trudged through the door with the sourest look on his face.
"Whatcha lookin' at, short stack," a gruff voice barked in an attempt to intimidate her.
"Nothing in particular," she replied coolly, unfazed by his attempt. She knew who he was; Gajeel, the top delinquent at their school, as he was known. He looked at her for a short while, examining her calm expression as she glanced around her surroundings. He was slightly taken aback by the response.
"Mind if I join ya?" he didn't ask; it was more of a statement which he followed with dumping himself next to the blunette. They sat for a while in uncomfortable silence seeing as the first time they'd met, he'd tied her and her friends to a tree after ransacking the book club's classroom. Of course, neither party brought it up but Levy thought that he'd probably have forgotten since rumours of worse things he'd done had circulated in the past.
"Hey," he coughed awkwardly, "why are you even lurking outside a concert?" She was startled by the sudden noise.
"My friend brought me but it's not my kind of music, you?"
"A friend of mine's performing, asked me to come along. I'm not much of a pop fan either."
More silence followed seeing as neither teen thought they had anything in common with each other. The blunette was sincerely hoping the excessively pierced defaulter would get bored and leave. Icy wind ran over her form causing a fit of shivers, only to be stifled by the warmth of a leather jacket being placed on her shoulders.
"Thanks," she paused, surprised at the action. "You didn't have to-"
"You want to be cold, pint-size?" he butt in, staring off down the street and ignoring his own shivers.
"Don't give me nicknames like that," she mumbled begrudgingly, staring the other way.
"You say something, short stack?"
"Nothing!" she denied waving her hands defensively before checking the time on her phone. An elongated groan followed the answer to her wondering. He looked at her with confusion before checking his own, only to give the same reaction.
"Well we've got an hour left to kill," he stated as he hauled himself up before grabbing Levy's wrist and adding, "C'mon midget."
After a while of being dragged and a lot of protesting and asking where they were going, she found herself led to what appeared to be some shabby bar down an unknown road. It made her uneasy but she tried to stay calm, knowing she could probably defend herself if need be. He swung the door open with way too much force causing everyone inside to stare at him in shock before continuing their rowdy games. As he stalked up to the bar, she meekly followed.
"Hey Gajeel," the elegant lady behind the bar greeted "You do realize you don't have a shift today, right?"
"Yeah I know but I've got time to kill so for now I'm a customer,"
"Oh okay well for you, it's on the house. What do you want to drink?"
"Uh… Just a beer," he requested, knowing fully that he would surely be turned down seeing as he was under the legal drinking age. His colleague paid no mind and looked to Levy for her order with a friendly smile.
"Lemonade please," she asked, feeling slightly more at ease talking to the purple-haired barmaid.
"Sure thing! I can bring it to your table since business is actually pretty slow this late at night," she cheerfully offered before starting on their drinks.
"Thanks Kinana." He led the bookworm to a table in the corner before sitting himself down and staring out of the foggy window next to him. Again they just sat in more silence which she used to check her messages, just to find that Lucy had messaged her.
'Where are you? I looked outside and you weren't there! – Lucy'
Suddenly Levy realized she'd never told Lucy that she had gone to some dodgy bar with one of the most infamous delinquents at their school and left where she said she'd be. In a flurry of erratic texting she wrote out her reply, 'Sorry for worrying you, I just went for a walk. I'll be at the entrance in a sec! – Levy'
Jumping out of her seat, she scurried to the door at the fastest speed her little legs would take her.
"Sorry I have to go, thank you for waiting with me!" She yelled, speeding out the door to see her friend. All he could do was grunt in response.