Welcome to my Jerza chapter haha

It wasn't that rare for Erza to be out of her comfort zone, she hid her feelings well, but she was still human. Sometimes always being the third wheel got to her, and she couldn't help but cause a little mischief now and again. She was happy for her friends, it was nice that they found love, but when their group outings turned into a scene from the notebook she couldn't help but get a little annoyed. She knew it wasn't their intention to make her feel left out, but happened more often than she would like to admit herself. She was blind sided by it, the people she had known forever were suddenly just pairing up leaving her to sit on the sidelines. It wasn't that she didn't have her own admirers, she had plenty, but she had to force herself to try to see them as anything but friends and that wasn't worth losing a friendship over. Erza wasn't the type of person who settled or played pretend just to spare someone's feelings, she wanted something that was real, she was waiting for a spark. It wasn't until Levy's sweet sixteen that she met him, well met him again.

It was like seeing a ghost, it was like all the air was sucked out of her lungs and she finally had to remind herself to breathe once she started to feel light headed and realized someone was speaking to her. She didn't hear a word Lucy said, but she did manage to excuse herself long enough to confirm to herself what she already knew. It was like her feet were moving by themselves but she managed to wait long enough for Jellal to unwrap his arms from around levy before she threw herself into his arms. It wasn't until after they were both on the ground did she realize she might need an explanation for her actions but right now she was glad to be near him again. The dull pain from the impact was the only thing that let her know this wasn't a dream.

This really was Jellal, her Jellal. The one who told her he liked her hair as a child when everyone else made fun of it. The one who gave her a pair of strawberry earrings as a gift on her seventh birthday. The one she liked to talk to when her parents were fighting. The one who was kind to her even though he was at the age where most boys thought girls were gross, and pulling hair was a sign of affection. The one who she never had a chance to say goodbye to.

She remembered it being right after her ninth birthday that her mother picked her up from school in the middle of the day. All of Erza's things were in the backseat of the car and her mother was holding back tears and doing her best to hide a very obvious black eye. She didn't remember how many days they were on the road, but there were countless stacks of pancakes and sweet waitresses giving her an extra cupcake or two because they thought their hair was pretty. Her mother woke her up in the middle of the night on day and told her that this was their new home. She had to share a room with her mom for a while because they didn't have much money. And she would always pretend to be asleep when her mother cried. It was hard starting a new school, and fitting in with new friends. But she tried her hardest because she wanted to be strong like her mother.

Erza was thirteen the next time she saw her father, she didn't know if it took him over four years to find her, or four years to care. But she remembered being called into the office at school and him sitting there like nothing ever happens. Erza still loved her father, but she had his temper. All she remembered about that day was her father calling her mother a whore and her breaking his nose. She didn't remember what she said, but she threatened to kill him if he came anywhere near her mother. If it wasn't for Gildarts she was sure the assault charges would have stuck. But he had a soft spot for Erza and her mother so he helped them file a restraining order instead.

Erza wasn't great with words, and she was a very impulsive person so it wasn't until after she threw herself into his arms did she realize there was a possibility that he didn't recognize her. She was relieved when he whispered a "Hello again Erza." and hugged her back. She never expected their reconnecting to turn into romance, but when it did she realized why it never worked out with anyone else. They had been together for years, but she could easily count the days that they had actually spent together, but now that Jellal was here, she had no idea how to act around him.

Erza tried to watch her friends to get an idea of how a girlfriend should act, she usually just jumped Jellal the second she got the chance. But lately he had been voicing her desire to actually take her on a date, and maybe hang out with her friends. Tonight was actually a nice change of pace, but nothing her friends did seemed to fit her personality. She wasn't as passionate as Juvia, she wasn't quick to share her emotions so freely and she wasn't sure how Jellal would feel about a declaration of love that often. They said their "I love you's" in private, and they both seemed to like it that way so she was going to pass on Juvia's approach at love. She wasn't exactly as flirty as Lucy was, even though Erza was very comfortable with her body, and had already been intimate with Jellal, she was sure he wouldn't want to be hung all over in a way that was meant to be done behind closed doors. Lucy wasn't like that all the time, it usually took a couple of drinks to make her act like that, but she was going to be sure to ask Lucy about the purring thing.

Erza didn't think she was they cute type like Levy, Levy was small enough to climb into Gajeel's lap without blocking his view of the TV, and the fact he wasn't bothered by it meant that they probably did things like that often. Erza was almost as tall as Jellal, so her doing something like that would probably just be annoying so she settled for laying her head on her boyfriends lap. Erza noticed that Gajeel and Levy were always teasing each other, but they only pretended to be mad about it. When they were making dinner together they kept throwing jabs at each other, but none of their insults were actually insulting. Gajeel constantly made fun of her height, and held things out of her reach just to annoy her. Levy used to be really sensitive about her size, but it didn't seem to bother her too much when Gajeel was the one poking fun at her. Sure she still puffed out her cheeks in annoyance and called Gajeel stupid, but one comment about Gajeel's lack of eyebrows seemed to put him right in his place. At one point Levy climbed Gajeel like a tree to get what she wanted and it was pretty amusing to see.

But Erza didn't think Jellal would appreciate being insulted randomly, she knew she was bad at flirting, and worse at small talk, so when Gajeel and Levy finally went up to bed the awkward silence in the air was almost suffocating. Erza wasn't paying attention to whatever movie was on in the first place so she would be completely lost if she started watching it now, she didn't ruin the movie for Jellal though, so she was just going to lay here and mope until it was over. She started relax when she felt Jellal start to run his fingers through her hair, it was something he only did in private. Some of her friends did this from time to time, but it was so much better when it came from him though.

It was the summer before Levy's fifteenth birthday when they finally met in person for the first time, and in those few months Jellal learned what it was like to genuinely love another person. He had always cared for Levy, she was the only cousin he knew of, and it was hard to miss someone when they would call you out of the blue and request that you read them a bedtime story even though it was still four in the afternoon in your time. Over the years he had collected the countless letters and birthday cards she sent him whenever she got the chance and it always amazed him how her hand writing would improve from one year to the next. It was one thing getting to know her through phone calls, presents and the occasional book she would send him, but actually living with Levy was a whole different ball game. She was still adorable, she had always been, she still talked a lot when she was nervous and she could ramble on about a book she liked for hours on end. But over the phone he would have noticed that she played with her hair when she was nervous, or that she could probably out eat a grown man twice her size. He liked spending time with Levy, even though he had a hard time telling her no, he didn't mind doing new things he never dreamed of trying. Because of Levy he could give a mean manicure and he was able to increase his attention span after spending a whole summer in museums and Libraries because he refused to let her go anywhere alone. Levy always would tiptoe around his questions about her and boys, she thought she was being clever, but Jellal just decided to drop the subject because she seemed uncomfortable, not because she out smarted him.

And she was so smart, and sweet, Levy loved to talk about her friends. It didn't surprise him that she was surrounded by people and she was loved, Levy was the type of person who could make anyone her friend. He was sure that even the devil himself would smile in her presence and probably paint her toenails too if she asked. She always talked about these two boys she spent all her time with, and finally admitted that they were both in love with her, she only saw them as friends but Jellal could read between the lines and tell that she longed for something more, just not with them. She talked about a girl named Lucy who she hadn't known very long but she liked her a lot. The list went on and on and Levy only ever had nice things to say about people even when they had their quirks, like a girl named Juvia who Levy described as being passionate about her feelings which Jellal later learned was a hell of an understatement. One girl peeked his interest the most though, she had a very familiar name, and a shade of hair he would never forget. But he kept his suspicions on the back burner until the time was right.

Jellal didn't have much family, so Levy was very close to his heart. It was just him and his dad for the longest time, and he was fine with that. He didn't remember much about his mom, and when she died her side of the family never bothered to reach out to him, so he never saw a point in tying to build a relationship with them. Every holiday he would get a gift from his Aunt Lana, he knew his uncle was never home so even though his name was on it he probably never knew about the gift in the first place. Levy had been inviting him to all her birthday parties since she could talks and it wasn't until Levy's sweet sixteen did he accept the first invitation to one of her birthdays, his Aunt Lana was glad to have him there, she went out of her way to make her house "teenage boy friendly" and he appreciated the gesture but she ended up buying more video games than he could ever play in a month. He was nervous at Levy's party, he ended up staying up all night trying to figure out what to say. He didn't think she would remember him, it had been around ten years and they hadn't been in touch since, he thought about asking Levy to ask around for him, but he didn't want her to think the only reason he came to see her was to creep on her friend. Before he even had a chance to get up the nerve to talk to her, he was knocked on his back by a flash of red and they had been playing catch up ever since. The time difference between them wasn't that bad, they usually skyped each other right before Erza was going to bed and Jellal was getting off work, they spent most days just texting and talking about whatever crossed their minds. Jellal came to visit her as often as he could, but he was hoping to bring her to his own home soon.

He wasn't sure what it was, but there was something about Erza that made other people forget that she was actually a woman. Sure they were aware of her actual gender, a blind man could see that she was actually a girl. And she was so beautiful that he was sure there were a fare share of men who shared his thoughts and feelings towards her. But beyond that shell, behind that tough exterior that everyone saw Erza was still a woman. One with thoughts and feelings, one with needs, one who liked to be complimented and given roses, one who was always hesitant to let him take control. People made jokes at her expense all the time, they didn't mean any harm in it but he knew it bothered her. When her friends found out they were dating some of them asked Jellal if he was the girlfriend in the relationship, he wondered why it was so hard to believe that Erza was capable on intimate things. They probably wouldn't believe that Erza turned the color of her hair when he stole her first kiss. Or that she covered herself with her arms almost every time he took her clothes off. They would probably believe that she slapped him for being a little too rough during their first time together, and then spent half the night apologizing for it.

Jellal wasn't stupid, he knew when his girlfriend was drunk, he knew when she was angry, or sad or any of the other emotions she sometimes liked to pretend like she didn't have. Erza was usually a pretty angry drunk, she would boss people around and act a little insane and anyone close to her would usually end up paying for her consumption of alcohol, himself included. The fact she spent half the night moping and was pretending to be napping on his lap was a pretty obvious sign that something was bothering her. He had a feeling it had something to do with the fact they spent all day with three other couples, he didn't mind the extra company too much, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't counting down the seconds until they left. He ran his fingers through her hair, if Erza was actually asleep the action would have made her stir, but because she was faking it she barely moved when he did it.

Erza never had to question if Jellal missed her or her not, whenever she even thought about feeling self conscious his lips would find hers with hungry kisses and she would have to hold on to him for dear life to stop the room from spinning. She wasn't sure Gajeel and Levy made it all the way up stairs before he was in top of her, Jellal had such am easy going personality it was hard to tell what was on his mind, but she really wasn't expecting this. She knew there was going to be proof in the morning of the hot kisses he was leaving on her neck, and he was already making quick work of the buttons of her shirt. She wanted to scold him for doing something like this here, but his hand was already between her legs and she didn't trust her voice enough to actually get the words out. When they got together it was always like this, they would spend a day catching up and just being together, and by the second at least one of them would be pulling each others clothes off in a pace that would impress even Gray. Their clothes were the only thing stopping them from finally being together, the friction of his jeans rubbing against her felt amazing but it was a bad substitute to actually feeling his body against hers.

She always found herself surprised when he lifted her so easily, Erza was sure she almost weighed as much as him but he picked her up like she was nothing and carried her around like she didn't weigh anything at all. She was pretty impressed with how he was able to carry her up the stairs without missing a beat, one of them would have to go back later and pick up the trail of clothes they were leaving all over the place but right now all she could think about is removing the rest of them from his body. Erza almost rolled her eyes when she heard and felt a rip, she lost more underwear this way but rather than complaining about the fact he did this almost every time she would make him take her shopping for new ones. They hadn't quite made it to his bedroom yet when she felt him slip himself inside of her, definitely a feeling she missed. She almost bit through her lip trying to stop herself from saying his name, but her nails on his back made up for what she couldn't say. For the sake of the other couple in the house she was trying her best to be quiet, but if Jellal kept things going like they were right now she knew no one in the house would be sleeping tonight.

I'm way better at writing Gajevy 3 but I tried lol. The jerza section was supposed to be small, but that didn't really happen... So the next chapter will be what was supposed to be here, and I promise its all Gajevy goodness. -Chesxca