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It is so early in England! It's still dark out! But I wanted to write, so here is me, writing... I am so sorry if spelling or grammar isn't great, I promise I have read through it, but I ma rather sleepy. I had a little bit of help with ideas from a Fairy Tail loving friend of mine, which I am really appreciative of!

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Chapter Thirty-

Just so you know, this feelings taking control

An unrelenting feeling of guilt sits heavily on my chest as I continue walking through the dense tree's on my way back home. My heart pounding against my ribcage with every step I take, with the ever closing distance between us, I feel the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings. Their flight leaving me both uneasy yet warm at the same time.

Re-adjusting my satchels straps so they rest on my shoulder more comfortably, I exhale heavily as I run my fingers through my messy salmon bangs. Nothing seems right at the moment- the way my satchel straps feel against my shoulders, the fact I feel to hot for comfort. Being the Fire Dragon Slayer, my body temperature is naturally higher than usual peoples. However, this hot flush in my cheeks every time I think of the blond haired beauty, every time I rehearse in my head what I am going to say to her, is unlike any heat I have felt before. This scares me. A lot.

Passing the lake I usually go fishing with Happy by, I feel an exasperated gasp pass my lips. I'm nearly there. Gritting my teeth, I force myself to keep walking, past the water at which I confronted my reasons behind running away from waking up next to Lucy. It's not like we had done anything. At most, I had kissed her. An innocent kiss... Which lead to me neglecting her out of fear I would break if she rejected me. But now I know, I know she loves me, so the question nagging at my mind as I walk- why did I run away again?

Laughing bitterly under my breath, I muse to myself. Perhaps I am just a coward, and always have been.

aSighing heavily, I close my eyes before opening them and looking down at the floor. The butterflies, heat and nothing feeling right against my skin isn't the only thing annoying me. Or even the thought of me forgetting the speech I have prepared to give to Lucy slipping my mind when I am face to face with her. The other thing which is making my stomach twist and leaving me feeling sick is the knowledge that maybe I waited to long and pushed her too far. That maybe I have run away from my feelings, and now hers, one to many times.

For the past week, I have been away, hiding in the little hut me and Lisanna had built as children and kept Happy's egg before he hatched. I sat every hour of those days, watching the sun travel across the sky before setting, trying to work it all out. I just laid back looking up at the stars which glowed and reminded me of Lucy, before the sun would rise once again. But as the sun rose this morning, something was different, that's when I realised something. I am lonely... And I have been for a while. But I am not lonely when I'm with Lucy. That's when I realised, I want to watch every sunrise with Lucy, every flicker of bright gold and pink that could never compare to her beauty. That where I am sitting now used to be a home to me, mine and Lisanna's home, but I don't want this home any more. I want a home with Lucy, and a life, a family.

As a child, everyone thought I would end up with my white haired childhood friend, and for a moment, I did too. That all stopped the day I met my blond haired partner, I was just to dense to see it then. I care for Lisanna, but how I do is and always was different to how I care for Lucy; I never loved Lisanna how I love Lucy.

That's when I realised it... I love her.

I don't just like her, I love her.

I love Lucy Heartfilia.

But now, I am panicking. Because what if it's not just my childish fears that stop me from ending up with Lucy this time? What if she has moved on? What if she doesn't want to know me, or love me any more? All because I was stupid enough to let the best thing that I ever bumped into, irritated, saved and then brought to Fairy Tail all in the space of one day, slip away from my grasp? What would I do with myself? How could I sit and watch her smile and be happy with someone other than me?

"Lucy..."

Suddenly, I find myself starting at a run, the anxiety I had felt moments ago about telling Lucy my feelings, gone. Replaced with the fear that the longer I take in telling her, the more likely it will be she will fall for someone else.

Ripping through the forest, I pass my house in a flash. The light from the midday sun leaving patterns across the ground as it is obscured by the leaves above me. Panting, my sandals suddenly clap against the cobbles which line the streets of Magnolia, signifying I am entering town. Speeding up slightly, I head straight to the guild hall, the tall building visible in the distance.

Dodging in between people walking down the road and the market stalls, shouting a sorry to people I hit into and jumping over walls and flower beds, I take any short cut I can to get the the towering guild hall faster. I don't know why, but part of me knows that Lucy is there. I can sense it, almost. As I pass her apartment I smell the faint smell of vanilla and freshly cut grass heading in the direction of the guild. The faint aroma that only people with sensitive senses, such as myself, would pick up. The smell of her only spurring me one, despite my legs were beginning to moan at me.

"Wait for me, Lucy! I'm coming!"

As I approach the guild, I slow down to a brisk walk, trying to catch my breath. People who walk past the guild stare at me, whispering before carrying on. I try to slow my breathing so I am as close to calm as I can be when I speak the words I should have said to Lucy over five months ago. I have to calm myself down, so I don't screw this up again. Breathing in deeply and shutting my eyes for a moment, I push the doors open.

Stepping inside, I hear the usual noises of the guild; the rowdiness I have grown accustom to, and usually, am part of. The laughter, clinking glasses. No one really looks up from their business, but the few who do, have to look twice as if to confirm it is actually me standing in the guild entrance. Their faces full of surprise, but I shake my head at them, silently telling them not to say a word. Instead, I scan the guild quickly, finally finding who I am looking for, her brilliant blond hair causing her to stand out from everyone else.

My heart beat speeds up as I gulp away the lump in my throat. The butterflies beginning to fly again. Sighing and balling my fists to keep my fear away, I make my way through the guild towards Lucy. She is facing away from me, head down and most likely reading a book. The closer I get to her, the quieter the guild seems to become, all eyes on me. As I realise this, my nerves are more frayed, yet I carry on walking. Lucy hasn't seemed to realise the noise has died away as I approach her, in fact, she doesn't appear to notice anything has changed until I am directly behind her.

Her gleaming, doe like eyes suddenly meet mine as she turns in her seat, hair framing her face and a bewildered expression across her features. For a moment, I remember the first time I grabbed her hand, pulling her from the wrecked beach in Hargeon. She looked stunning that night, she still does, and I'm willing to bet she always will.

At the colour change in her checks, I can't help but let my lips form a small grin.

"N- Natsu?"