It has basically been two years since I updated. Well, I hope this isn't too late. I was reading through some of the reviews and felt so bad about not uploading that I just had to write this. I love each and every one of you who left me an encouraging review. And I seriously hope that I deliver a good enough chapter; after you guys had to wait so long.
It has been two weeks since I've seen Natsu. I stay as far away from his work place as humanly possible. I had ditched the idea of getting him fired, as I figured the best way to get him off my mind was to just forget about him. Though that's kind of a contradictory plan, I couldn't come up with a better one, so it will have to do. Actually, the only time I do go out is to go to work. Oh, and another thing. I haven't had sex in two weeks. Since Natsu. I feel like the fucking Virgin Mary. I could be a nun for how little sins I've committed in the past two weeks.
"You're seriously worrying me Gray." Loke said, staring at me as I ate a bowl of cereal. "You look like you want to kill that bowl of cereal. Or have sex with it. I'm not quite sure anymore."
"Actually, I want to kill you, because you're just that annoying. And then I'll kill Natsu, because he's somehow more annoying than you. And then I'll hit on Laura, because that just has to happen at some point." I murmured, just the mention of Natsu making my head hurt. Honestly, what a guy. So short tempered it's almost laughable. My ribs still hurt from where he hit me. Truly, he is the worst of the worst. Which is why I find my obsession with him completely unexplainable.
Loke just snorted. "You like him Gray. It isn't rocket science. Even I find him interesting. And another thing, it's Lucy, not Laura. Oh, and you're a dumbass." I heard actual annoyance in his voice when he corrected Lucy's name for me. An idea struck me. A horrible, disgusting idea.
"Oh my God Loke. Don't even begin to tell me that you have the hots for Lucy."
"She's beautiful." He said. "And she didn't fall for any of your bullshit. That's already the quality of a great woman."
"She put a tracker. In Natsu's phone." I emphasized. "She's crazy."
Loke rolled his eyes. "So are you. And Natsu seems to have the 'hots' for you, so anything is possible right? By the way, while we are on the topic of you, can you get the fuck out of my apartment? I fixed your door three days ago. There is no reason for you to still be here."
"You… you really think he has the hots for me?" I ignored his last statement and focused on piling as much sarcasm into mine as possible.
"Oh shut up. And get out." When I didn't move he looked me in the eyes with the straightest expression. "Seriously."
So I left. It was a ten minute walk to my house, which I spent thinking over things. Obviously the best course of action was to find another one nighter. Get my mind off of Natsu, and remind myself how great having someone for one night truly is.
I decided to head to the hardware store. I needed to get some wall paint while I was out anyways. Due to Loke's inability to open doors like a regular person, my wall had black scratches all over it. Then once I had finished with that, it would be just late enough to head to a club or maybe find a party to crash. If that's the case, I would definitely need Loke as a wingman. I shot him a text as I walked into the store.
But let's all be real, a 'forget about Natsu completely' day could never be complete without happening to see him in the fucking hardware store.
The minute I saw that head of pink hair I swear my heart sped up. And then I realized what was happening and mentally punched myself in the face. Truly, what is wrong with me? How can this happen after someone had just destroyed me mentally and physically in a relationship.
When I met Jacob, I fell for him. Blah blah, your typical boy meets.. well.. boy, story. Whatever. It was nice. A nice two years. My first two years of college, actually. Well, short story, I woke up one morning and he just wasn't there. He wasn't at college, I literally looked everywhere for him and I couldn't find him. He wouldn't pick up his phone either. His roommate said that he had switched colleges. I was so confused, because he hadn't told me anything, and I felt distraught and upset over the entire situation. So I kept calling until he picked up. I truly wish he had just never picked up. He basically told me everything I tell to my one night stands in the morning. But take all of that, and put it in the mouth of someone you spent two years dating.. loving even. Two years of my life with someone who I thought I would spend the next 60 years with. God was I so stupid. He changed me. He truly scared me to be with someone. Not that I sleep with people then kick them out because I'm damaged or something. I'm fine. It's just that he taught me how much easier it was to not feel. He also taught what feeling does to you. It brings pain. Well anyways, enough about me.
"Are you fucking stalking me pinky?" I called out to him. His head whipped around from where he was looking at the light bulb section, and he looked surprised. His mouth parted on a small 'o' and his green eyes were wide. I stood for a second and could not help but give him a once over. Dark jeans, light T-shirt. So casual, yet it looked so incredibly good on him. I decided to mock him. Maybe if I pointed out all of his flaws, I would stop thinking about him. "Truly, I'm flattered. But I really don't feel the same. Haven't I made that more than clear for you?"
His surprise melted into suppressed anger. "Yes you have. I apologize." He said shortly, and went back to what I now recognized as stocking one of the shelves. His arms were full of small light bulbs.
"Um, what the fuck. Are you ok?" I asked with mock concern. I saw his eyebrow twitch in annoyance and he paused for a second, before silently continuing his work. "Did that brain of yours finally burst? Oh wait, my bad, forgot you didn't have one in the first place."
"Do you wanna fucking go Gray?" He seethed, turning to face me. "What in the world did I do to you, just leave me alone."
I smirked. "Oh, you want me to leave? Scared you'll lose the fight again?"
"I DIDN'T LOSE! God you're such an asshole." He dropped the light bulbs he was holding onto the floor. I heard them smack and shatter against the cement floor, but didn't pay much attention as Natsu started running towards me. My body got hot as I took steps forward to meet him, both of our fists raised high in the air.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" A voice boomed from behind me, and suddenly Natsu froze. I could see pure horror on his face. Me and him were just inches apart, all of my body just wanted to ignore the mysterious voice and pull him all the way towards me. But the terror on his face stopped me.
A women, a very beautiful women, walked up beside us and pointed at the shattered light bulbs on the ground. Her hair came to her lower back in thick red waves, and she wore the local high school uniform. She was magnificent, other than her eyes. I could see why Natsu was so scared. Her eyes were fierce and angry.
"What did you do?" She said to Natsu, more calmly than before. "You owed me a favor. I offered you a position here at my workplace to help me out a little bit and what do you do? You get distracted and destroy merchandise. Very helpful. Do you even have the money to pay me back?"
"No." He said, looking down. For some reason my stomach just felt twisted looking at his fear and guilt.
"How much?" I asked, taking my wallet out of my pocket and sifting through the bills I kept in there. Money was no issue for me.
The women seemed to just now notice me. "You're willing to pay for this fool?" She asked, gesturing to Natsu, who was looking at me in confusion.
I shrugged. "Guess so." She seemed satisfied as I handed her a one hundred, so I put my wallet back.
"You must learn self control Natsu. I'm disappointed in you." She said while shaking her head. "Be grateful you have such generous friends. For your punishment, I shall be nice, and just give you this." I was curious as to what she was giving him, when she formed a fighting stance and punched Natsu in the stomach so hard I swear to god I thought she had killed him. He literally went up in the air before coming back down and crumpling onto the ground. "I expect to see you after work tomorrow at 6. Also, poker with Lucy at my place Thursday." She spoke the last thing so casually I would have laughed if not for the intense shot of worry that rattled my system.
I couldn't even speak as she walked away. All I could do was crouch by Natsu and roll him over so he was lying on his back on the ground. His eyes were open but he looked dazed. "Hey, Natsu, are you alright? Seriously this time."
He sat up and suddenly glared at me. "That women is the devil herself. She was nice this time. She won't be next time. And it's all your fault."
All my worry turned to annoyance. And lust. I couldn't help it; our faces were so close together. "How is it my fault you imbecile?"
"YOU PROVOKED ME!" He yelled, than looked around in fear, as if he was scared the women had heard him. I'm sure that's why he let my insults fly before. He was terrified of being 'punished.'
"Actually, I would have to disagree. I would say that you were the one who provoked me." I said in a soft tone, completely ignoring the fact that we were just about to fight and leaning in closer. I seriously couldn't help it. Something about this damn kid was irresistible.
He put a hand on my chest to stop me from coming any further. Though I could tell he wasn't unaffected by the way his cheeks looked slightly red. "Are you seriously about to do this? I think I hate you Gray. Why are you doing this to me?" He paused for a moment. "You're confusing me. I've never done this before."
"I don't know why I'm doing it." I said honestly. "But please…" And I had no idea what I was asking for.
Either way, he didn't move as I leaned in further, and softly pressed our lips together. It took me by surprise when it was him who tilted his head and opened his mouth. I simply followed along with him, allowing him to do whatever he pleased. It was so nice; he was an amazing kisser, that I was just as happy enjoying the ride as I was directing it.
He linked his arms around my neck and pulled himself closer, causing the kiss to become deeper as his tongue hesitantly entered my mouth. And that's when I had had enough.
I yanked him so close he was basically on my lap, and swirled my tongue around his. Our lips quickly closed and opened, an aggressive and passionate kiss on the floor of a hardware store. I wasn't thinking. Not about Jacob, or Loke, or Lucy, or the crazy redhead chick. I was just doing what I wanted.
That is, until he yanked away from me, untangling his arms from where they had been dug into my hair with a scared face. It was a different scared than how he was the redhead. It was more like a fear of the unknown. A fear of doing something and not knowing the consequences. He squeaked out one word: "NO" before sprinting in the opposite direction. He truly was an idiot.
