Well, Since I've received five positive reviews ( which I'm grateful for :D ), here's the second chapter.

I recommend you listen to "Without You " by Ashes Remain, It's a great song!... Listening to music creates a certain atmosphere to start writing for me, you might think that it inspires me (not that the lyrics and my story are related ).

I hope you enjoy this new chapter of "I'm Still Waiting"

He knew very well what the date was. That day, a year ago, was the day he left her behind, the day he last saw her, listened to her, the day he smiled to her for the last time. Right now, all he could do was regret, as he looked at the stars, what he did not have the courage to say back then.

The stars were even more beautiful than as they were in town, but that glow they emitted, along with the huge full moon that lighted up the forest, the war fire that contrasted with the white snow, and the snowflakes that gently made their way to the ground, meant nothing to the boy, as his mind was elsewhere, at another time, his thoughts wondering off to a certain person.

What he did not know, was that not far away from where he was lying on the camp, a dragon was watching over him closely, trying to read that wistful expression on his adopted son's face. No one could blame the young boy; He should have been back to that place months ago, but here he was,due to the insistence of the dragon, when he actually should be somewhere else , in an apartment, more specifically , accompanying his partner while she probably wrote another letter to her deceased family.

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I feel like I have betrayed your trust, And who would not , with what I've done? You trusted my word , I had asured that I'd be back in 6 months, but twice the promised time has passed, and it's all my fault . You must be worried, and knowing you, you are most probably hiding it behind that radiant smile of yours and those big chocolate-brown eyes filled with joy. OH, How I miss your scent, your home, your laugh, your weirdness, your jokes , your kicks to get me out of your bed ... I must be crazy to miss that, but you should already know that I have developed some sort of tolerance towards them after all that time we spent together. I'm desperate to see you, and I am not ashamed of that, every small gesture was enough to make me grin like a fool. Worst of all is that you thought of it as normal, but no one has an effect on me like you have. I would never say this out loud, because what we have is too special to ruin it for my simple selfishness, greed, my desire to want more , to want to hug you, kiss you, comfort you, make you feel in a way that no one else would.

The other day I woke up in the middle of the night; that dream, or rather nightmare, continues to haunt me. I did not tell you, and I did not know how to either, but there is no night I go to sleep in peace, for the mere possibility of having to witness that again. I never told you that those dreams were the reason why I left and have not spoken to you all this time, I have to concentrate, although I must admit I'm not doing a really good job at it right now. Igneel said he was worried, and I'm sure he is, but this is something I must deal with by myself. The problem is, that right after that experience, which now haunts me in my dreams, I could not be at peace, because the mere thought of losing you frightened me. Now, because I do not know how you are, if you're happy , if you are healthy, if you can pay your rent, if you're safe, my nightmares are more recurrent; almost every night I wake up screaming your name. It is then that I realize: that happened months ago , I'm not with you, but my dad is beside me, looking at me with those eyes full of concern . It was only a month ago that he gathered enough courage to ask who was the girl that I called out for in my dreams. What could a dragon be possibly afraid of? Every time I woke up , my face said it all, so Igneel knew better than to ask me.

Igneel is perceptive , and he realized that it was a sensitive issue for me, so he did not push it, but I think the intrigue won the best of him. When I finished my explanation, he asked "What is your relationship with her?" and I had to say that did not know, you were a friend, maybe something else, but did not know exactly what. When I said that he asked something that made me open up my eyes "What kind of relationship do you wish to have with her?" .

It hit me like five consecutive waves, like a hammer to the head , like your kicks to my chest, as hundreds of beats from Erza... I realized that this feeling I had been trying to put a name to for months was "Love" Corny, right? I realized that I love you, that I do not want to continue sleeping being apart from you, or wake up without your smile, I do not want another man near you, I do not want to eat without your company , I do not wanna live another day of my life apart from you, Lucy, And who could have thought that Natsu Dragneel knows this kind of feeling , right? But I do, and I laugh at myself now for not having realized before.

Let me know what you think of this chapter, be it good or bad, I'd like to know so I can improve
Are my writting skills decent enough? Do I have one to many mistakes?

THANK YOU FOR READING! :)

Thank you BlueCelebi, narutofan96sasuke, Soph Doph, Shadowwitch042190 and Guest for your comments! I'm glad you enjoyed the story and thought it was good enough to keep on translating, You have inspired me to keep on writting. This is why I'll gladly accept any comment you wish to make.
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ATENTION: The next chapter is going to be longer and the writting style will be different as well, including not only the characters' perspectived but also interactions with other characters, U will see what I mean :)