Story of Us
A/N: So, I've decided to re-write this whole chapter, and delete the whole smut scene. I realized that it didn't fit into the concept of the story, which is about youth and friendship and hardships that come with growing up. I honestly don't want to ruin ANY of that by some poorly written smut scene that I KNOW my readers have cringed from. And, when I looked back a few months later, I realized just how bad it really was. Now, I'm finally fulfilling everyone's wishes.
So...Without further ado, here is the re-vised chapter of Story of Us. Please enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fairy Tail.
Eleventh Grade
Summer came and went.
Mom, Natsu, and I had a big vacation. We went out of town again for the summer. Mom preferred to call it a "family vacation" since she considers Natsu one of her own kids.
Mom was a sly fox though. She got a hotel that had two rooms. She said that since she's the adult, she has to take a room and leave us with the other. That led to Natsu and I sharing a bed.
My face was heated whenever he came near me. And I felt like I was on fire when he "accidentally" wrapped his arm around me. I couldn't do anything about because I was so shocked about sharing a bed with a guy. Specifically, my boyfriend.
Anyway, when summer ended, Mom drove us all the back to Magnolia Town. The car ride was very exhausting and boring, but Natsu is who kept me at a stable shape. Although we didn't chat much during the ride, he would hold onto my hand and caress the back of it with his smooth thumb.
For me, it was much better than bashful words.
Finally, Natsu and I would be starting our eleventh grade year today.
Natsu went to the bathroom to change while I fitted into the uniform in my room. Mom didn't make any early breakfast. So, Natsu rushed inside the kitchen and took a granola bar. He tossed it to me lightly before getting him an orange from the kitchen table.
"Where are you going to put the orange peels?" I giggle out, following him out the door.
Natsu stopped and I laughed some more. "I'll sneak them in the trash can at the school." He winked at me before continuing his walking.
I shake my head with a chuckle.
Natsu was in my first class, which is Geometry. The class seemed to drag on. So, to pass time by, I did something that I would never do if I haven't met Natsu.
I ripped a small piece of paper from my notebook. I grabbed my pen and covered the paper with my palm to make sure the teacher doesn't catch me.
I wrote: Are you bored?
He smiled and wrote back: A bit, but I'm better since we're talking - errr...note passing :P
I couldn't help the smile that curled its way on my lips. How cute of you.
I didn't know you would do this type of thing.
Well, I can't believe I'm doing this either. But, this class is boring so I can't help myself.
Really? Surprising from the best student I've ever met in my whole life!
Shut up :U
Haaaaa that's what I get for complimenting you…
How is that a compliment?
I said that you're the best! It must count for something...
:A: you didn't have to say it like that…
Oh shit the teacher is looking! We should stop this.
No, she's just looking at the one next to me. Act natural, Natsu, before we get in trouble.
You also forgot to mention that you don't want to get in trouble because you're too much of a goody-two-shoes.
That's mean :(
Oh! i was just sayin the truth nvm
Before I could write on the paper, I could hear my name being shouted from across the room. All eyes were on me. I could feel my heart drop into my stomach.
"Ms. Heartfilia! Are you passing notes?! Would you like to share what you're writing?!" the teacher exclaimed.
I bite my lip as I felt my face get hot. I heard snickers all around me. At that moment, I wanted to run out the classroom and never come back.
"Are you going to explain your actions, Ms. Heartfilia?!"
I gulped. Why did I pass the note to Natsu in the first place?
Suddenly, I heard the seat next to me screech. I looked over to see that Natsu stood up with a determined look on his face. I blinked. What is he doing?
"Ms. Akiyama, I'm the one who started the note passing. Please, punish me. Not Lucy."
I widened my eyes. "Natsu, you don't have to do this," I whisper, tugging at his sleeve.
He glanced at me from the corner of his eye. "I want to, though," he muttered. Then, his eyes landed on the teacher's face.
Ms. Akiyama looked the both of us. Her face contorted into confusion and anger. My fingertips curled, wondering what she's going to do. "I see. You both were passing notes."
Natsu gasps. "No, I was the one-"
"You both get a detention! Afterschool once the bell rings. I expect you two to be there," the teacher snarls with a glare.
The class "ooh's" and I had to hold back from ripping my hair out.
Natsu slumped into the seat. He gazed at me with pity and guilt screaming in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Lucy. I tried, but…"
I dismissed it with a wave of my hand. "It's alright...Besides, we're going to spend our detention with each other. We shouldn't be sad about that." I smiled lightly.
Natsu also smiled. I could feel his fingers find my hand secretly under the desk. With entwined hands, he nods. "I can't wait."
So, just like that, classes ended for the day.
Natsu and I were walking hand in hand to the classroom where Ms. Akiyama was holding detentions.
When we arrived, she was already there. Her eyes followed our movements. We made sure to detangle our hands before walking in the room. We didn't want to get another detention.
"Welcome to detention, Ms. Heartfilia, Mr. Dragneel. In here, there will be no talking, no humming, no cell phones, and no passing notes."
I swallowed the lump down my throat.
Her thin lips went into a wicked smirk. It sent chills down my spine. "Enjoy!" she sang. "I'll be back. I need to talk to a few teachers. You two better be quiet when I get back."
She looked us over before walking out the classroom.
"Ugh, this sucks ass…," Natsu groaned, tapping his fingers on the desk.
I nodded. "I've never had detention before, but it seems terrible already."
"It is terrible. Luckily, our detention only lasts an hour." He grinned until he gasps.
I jump. "What's wrong?"
"We can ditch," he said.
I widened my eyes. "B-but...wouldn't that get us in more trouble?"
He stood from the desk. "We can deal with the consequences later. Besides…"
He grabbed my hand, making me stand. His touch sent tingles through my veins.
"What trouble can we get into?"
We ran out the room, out the school, and out of the campus grounds.
My heart was pounding in my rib cage and it felt like it'll jump out any second. I've never done this type of thing. This is what troublemakers do in school.
"Well...where to go to now…," Natsu ponders.
"Home?" I suggest, biting my lip.
He bonked his head lightly. "Oh, of course. C'mon! We don't want to miss the train."
I nodded, following him to the train station.
When we arrived home, we threw off our shoes.
"We just ditched detention!" Natsu shouted into the air. "Oh! Crap! Is Miss Heartfilia here?" He had a worried expression plastered on his face.
I shake my head. "Nah, she's at work. She won't come back until tonight at eight. So, we have the rest of the day to ourselves," I said with a bashful smile.
Natsu sighs out in relief. He hopped over the couch and plopped on it. Then, his face brightened. He quickly jumped up and proceeded to bounce on the couch.
My eyes widen at the sight. "Hey!"
Natsu looks at me, his lips spread out into a mischievous grin. "Ahh, c'mon, Lucy. You're such a paranoid person."
"What happens if the couch breaks?"
"Then it breaks!" He laughs, not stopping his jumps.
I groan, rolling my eyes.
"Ugh, you're such a buzzkill sometimes," he complains.
I glare at him. "Buzzkill? I'm the one who has sense in this relationship."
"Yeah, yeah, sense, buzzkill - basically the same thing." Suddenly, he reached over to me, as I stood just a couple of feet from the couch, and took my wrist. With ease, he dragged me to the couch and made me bounce on it with him. So I don't get off, he holds my hands tight and I can't help the bubbles of laughter emitting from me.
"See? It's fun, right?" Natsu continues as we jump together simultaneously.
I nodded, unable to say anything because of my constant laughs. I watched as he reached below us and took a couch pillow. He gave me a cheeky smile before hitting me softly with the pillow.
Shocked, I gasp. He laughs loudly from my reaction. I stare at him in disbelief before snatching the pillow and hitting him as hard as I can with it. He reacted the same way I did until he grabbed the other pillow on the other end of the couch, and hitting me with it.
We somehow started this pillow fight that lasted a few long minutes. The sound of us laughing boomed against the walls of the living room as we continuously hit each other with the couch pillows.
When I couldn't take anymore, I pushed him, wanting him to fall off the couch. But, he grabbed my shirt and we both fell onto the floor with a sharp thud. We moaned in pain before bursting into laughter once more.
Once we stopped, we stared into each other's eyes while laying on the floor. We smiled until leaning in and kissed chastely.
And, I knew that I never wanted us to stop.
RE-WRITTEN: 6/2/16
