Lucy's Pov

"You make me feel all warm inside and I hate it! I hate you!"

My words were screamed in his face, telling him just why I had ignored him. His eyes had widened in surprise and I felt my eyes water. I didn't want to say it, but I yelled my thoughts. It's his own fault for asking me the stupid question. I could still hear it, "Tell me why you've been ignoring me! Why?". I had to wonder, why did he care? He hates me, so he should be happy if I'm not around him.

I took a deep breath as the first tear made itself known. I rushed over, grabbing a stunned Levy and dragging her with me as ran back into the school. I would not breakdown at school and it sure as hell wouldn't be happening in front of Erik. I took her to the first bathroom I saw, locking the door behind us as I slid to the floor. I pressed the heels of my palms against my lids, hoping it would stop the onslaught. It proved futile as I sob worked its way up my throat. I had never been a vocal crier, but it was different this time. I was angry, stressed, sad, and most of all, confused.

Levy held me, rubbing my back in comfort, as she let me cry and think. When did these feelings even start? I so very much want to say last week, but that is a lie. I had been like this for the past year or more. I think it started when I started high school. I remembered it like it was yesterday.

Flashback

I opened the doors to Vermillion Academy with my best friend by my side and a smile on my face. I was excited to finally be in a different school. Levy and I walked down the halls, mapping our way to homeroom. That was when I saw him. Erik. And he was headed to the same classroom as us.

My eyes drifted down, looking at his clothing, and I rolled my eyes at the simplicity of it all. White sneakers, black jeans and a purple short sleeved shirt. Placing my gaze back on his face, I was startled as I found him looking at me , his eyes roaming my body. His stare met my own and the oddest thing happened. My face warmed up, my heart beat went into overdrive, my palms began to sweat and I felt my body light up when he dropped his eyes and leered at my chest.

Finally, he turned, entering the room and I shook off the feelings he invoked.

Flashback End

I chuckled as I realized that it had been the first time I had acknowledged anything. It was years ago I had taken an interest in the man. I looked up, Levy's worried face greeting me. I searched her eyes, looking for something. Sadness, and worry were there along with a hint of desperation. I had to ponder the fact that she may know something, but I knew the only way to be sure, was to ask. "What's wrong with me?"

Levy's Pov

What's wrong with me? There was nothing wrong with her, aside from the fact that she was crying her heart out. I knew, deep down, that she wasn't talking about physical attributes. I adverted my hazel orbs, suddenly taking a fascination in the floor tiles. Could I tell her? What would I say? How would she react? They raced back and forth, making my anxiety reach new levels. Could I tell her that it wasn't hate she felt, but the exact opposite?

Observing her, I knew that if she were to take it into her own hands, try her damnedest to figure it out, she wouldn't. She could come to that conclusion, yes, but she would deny it. Like she had been denying it for years. Lucy had never been in a relationship before, never feeling the love of a partner before. That is why I was so shocked by her agreement with Cobra. She never knew what love felt like.

They say that there is a fine line between love and hate. In this situation, it was completely true. Neither knew of the others feelings. They didn't even know themselves.

I worried my lip, chewing on it in thought. I knew that I was taking my time, and Lucy allowed me to get my ducks in a row. I silently thanked her for that.

In the beginning, when they had first met, Lucy took a notice of Cobra. They had argued, as children do. Then, as the years past, it became more than that. Taunting, hair pulling, and sometimes fights were the result. Now that I think about it, and I mean really think, they liked each other for Mavis knows how long. I let a small smile grace my face. Lucy was an adult, she could handle the truth. She could finally get what she wanted.

Cobra/Erik's Pov

I was dumbfounded. Lucy had screamed those words in my face, not telling me what they had meant, and bolted back to the building, her friend in tow. I watched as their figures became smaller and smaller, until they finally disappeared. Millions of questions popped into my head, but the one that jutted out the most was, "Why are you all staring at me?!"

They all quickly went back to their own business, though I knew they were talking about the events that just transpired. A weight dropped on my shoulder, and I followed the pale arm to Midnight's face. His usual calm, sleep face was hard, telling me that we needed to talk. I nodded dumbly, not really paying attention to my steps. I tailed behind him, stopping only when I almost bumped into his back. He led us to the back of the school and I took a moment to cool myself down, bask in the tranquil spot.

"Do you understand what she was talking about?" I was unsettled by the tone of his voice. It was rough and solemn, something that cut right to the point. I shook my head, taking a seat on the grass.

What was she talking about? It wasn't the 'I hate you' that caught me off guard, but the fact that she had said I made her feel warm. Warm, I had thought she meant in anger, where you feel everything burning with hate. The tears though, that said I was wrong. They were not tears of anger or betrayal, but that of sadness and doubt.

Oddly enough, I felt the same emotions coursing through me.

Midnight's Pov

This guy doesn't understand anything. I feel like I have to spell it out for him. I knew that he didn't understand his own feelings, but Heartfillia practically threw it out there. The blonde was figuring it out, and with some help from the bluenette, she would finally understand it.

Cobra, he was another story. He was there, on the brink of comprehension, but still refused to acknowledge it. Deep down in his heart, a part of him had grasped it, and her. That was why he had come up with the stupid sex idea.

It wasn't so much as denial, as much as it was stupidity. Years have gone by with the fact that they had both hopelessly fallen and neither had done anything about it. Lucy and Levy had gone, and knowing girls, they would talk about it and the blonde would accept it. Cobra, being Cobra, would sit there dumbly until the exact words were spoken.

I paced, back and forth in front of him. I was trying to think of a way that I could tell him, without coming right out with the words. Cobra sat there, in his own little world, the imaginary bulb above his head still as dark as ever. It was maddening, the fact that a full grown man could get love from hate. The two were basic human emotions, the feel of them different. Somewhere along the line, when their subconscious had recognized the love, the bodily reactions were put off for hate.

If you were to look close enough, you would see how Heartfillia would blush lightly when she laid her eyes on him. Cobra would let his lips tilt upward at different times, and I would know he was thinking of her. It was so obvious!

My eyes lit up with an idea, something that could get him to realize his own feelings. "How much do you think of her?"

His response was instantaneous. "All the time."

"What is the first thing that comes to mind when you do?"

"Her face."

"What happens when you see her face?"

"I feel weird and my gut feels like it's going to jump out my throat."

I had to laugh, I really did. He was that consumed in his own thoughts, he didn't even realize he was telling the truth.

"What emotion does that to a person? What makes them get butterflies in their stomach from nerves?"

"...Love."

And mission accomplished.

Levy's Pov

"Lu, I'm going to ask you a few questions." The nod in answer nearly made me jump with joy. "What did you mean by warm?"

"My chest, it gets... tingly."

"Hmm. Does that happen only when you see him?"

"No. All the time, when I think about him or someone talks about him."

"Does your heart race?"

Nod.

"Palms get clammy?"

Nod.

I smiled, watching as understanding began dawning on her face. That and horror. She finally grasped just what she felt

Lucy-Cobra/Erik Pov

"I'm in love with him/her."


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