I lay beside Lucy, her hair is all over the place, covering half her face, tangled in her shirt strap, wrapped around her earrings. She looks peaceful though, happy. I brush her hair off her face, my hand aches when I do but I ignore it. She stirs and stretches but she doesn't wake up.

"You're so beautiful." I whisper and press a kiss to her temple. She doesn't move, I just watch her breathe. Her chest rises and falls as the sun creeps up over the horizon. I haven't slept all night. Part from thinking about the club and how poorly I protected her, if Grey hadn't been there, what would have happened? The other part from the pain in my hand and face.

I glance at the clock, It's five until six. I reach over and switch Lucy's alarm off and watch the minutes tick by. Lucy groans and yawns and stretches and she rolls toward the clock. The clock hit six o'clock and I rub my hand up and down Lucy's arm.

"Good morning." I kiss her shoulder, she turns her head toward me and peels her eyes open.

"You're up early." A smile stretches across the whole length of her face and she slides her arms around me.

"Hard to sleep when you've got someone so beautiful and smart and amazing sleeping right next to you." I reach up to touch her cheek. Her mouth gaps open and she sits up.

"What's wrong?" I ask. She takes my hand in hers.

"Natsu, your hand." She brushes her fingers over my swollen wrist.

"It's fine." I try to take it back but she holds onto me, her eyes full of worry. She shakes her head.

"Oh…" She caresses the side of my face.

"And you're eye too." Her brows draw together in concern.

"Really, it's fine." I try to soothe her.

"No, you need to go to the hospital." She pushes the covers off "it could be broken." She grabs a sweater from the floor and yanks on a pair of jeans.

"Lucy, relax." I slide out of bed, she shoves the jeans and shirt I wore yesterday, into my good hand.

"No, get dressed." She pulls her hair into a pony tail and steps into some boots.

"Lucy, stop." I try to stop her but she slips by and slips her bag onto her shoulder.

"Get dressed." She sighs and drops her hands "do you need help?"

"What?" I shake my head "no, Lucy, just stop.

"Natsu, you're hurt." She takes my clothes back and tosses my pants on the bed. "Now come here." She pushes the shirt over my head and feeds my good arm through the sleeve.

"Lucy, just stop for a second." I catch her hand with my good one.

"No, Natsu!" Her voice squeaks with her nerves. "You're hurt, let me take care of you." Her eyes are all misty again. I sigh.

"Lucy, it's alright." I watch her distraught features tighten.

"No, it's not." Her bottom lip quivers "you got hurt, I got you hurt."

"No, you didn't." I take her hand in mine more gently "It was not your fault, it was that guy's fault and mine because I didn't punch right."

"but…" Lucy sighs

"No, no buts." I tell her more firmly "I'll go get this checked out but only if you stop blaming yourself."

"You'll go to the hospital?" She asks timidly.

"Yes." I bring her hand up and kiss her knuckles, my shirt only halfway on.

"Okay." She breaths and she wraps her arm around me and squeezes me "just… just don't get hurt."

"I won't." I promise her "I've had worse injuries playing backyard football when I was ten."

"That was really specific." She giggles softly still holding onto me.

"I wasn't a sporty kind of guy." I laugh.

"I like you." She says sounding like a girl in junior high.

"I like you too." I kiss the top of her head and rub my hand in circles around her back.

"Let me help you at least." Lucy takes my other hand and gently feeds it through the sleeve, her hands are steady as she does it. She pulls my shirt the rest of the way down and grabs my pants.

"I can put my own pants on." I hold my good hand out for the jeans. Lucy glances at my swollen hand doubtfully.

"Lucy, go make your tea." I ease my jeans out of her hands.

"You're sure?" she asks.

"I'm sure." I nod

Lucy slips out of the room, casting a big-eyed worried look over her shoulder before disappearing down the hall.

"Coffee?" She calls back as I struggle to get my pants around my waist.

"Yeah, please." I call back fumbling with the button. I wince but finally get the button done. Thank god Lucy wasn't here watching that I grab my way too light wallet off the nightstand before heading out for some coffee.

Lucy plays with her hair as we sit and wait to be called, the news is on but she's watching the windows. Lucy bounces her leg faster and faster by the second. I slip my hand into hers, she squeezes mine without looking at me but her leg slows to a much healthier bounce. Lucy hates hospitals. I lean into her and lower my lips to her ear.

"It's gonna be fine." I tell her. She doesn't look at me but she does smile, it's much softer than the nervous tight-lipped smile she gave the nurse when we got here.

"It's gonna be fine." She repeats more for herself than me. I rub circles into the back of her hand with my thumb and she hums quietly. I know this song, she's humming Working Man by Imagine Dragons. It's one of her favorite songs to dance to in the morning.

"Good thing we got here early." I try to distract her.

"Mmhhmm." She nods, squeezing my hand, her eyes glued to the windows. She's got to see the outside.

"Not many others come to the hospital at six in the morning." I force a little laugh. Finally, she gives me her eyes and smiles.

"I'm sorry, I made you come here and I'm being a scaredy cat." She chuckles at herself and shakes her head.

"No, you're perfect." I assure her "you're sitting with me, you're holding my hand. you're here with me." I say.

"Thanks, Natsu, but you're the one holding my hand." She shakes her head "you're the one comforting me and I'm supposed to be comforting you."

"You being with me is comforting." I tell her "just touching you, seeing you, it's perfect." I squeeze her hand and she looks at me with soft eyes.

"Yeah?" She asks.

"Yeah." I tell her she smiles wider and she rests her head on my shoulder. Her phone rings and I feel her stiffen against me. She peels her hand away from my arm not at all like her normal fluid movements.

She reluctantly pulls her phone out and glances at the number on the screen. It's just a number, no name. she stares at it but it keeps ringing.

"you want me to get it?" I offer.

"Um… no, no it's…" she hesitates, the number stubbornly flashing on her screen.

"it's probably a telemarketer." She stares at the phone, it's still ringing.

"Lucy…" I lower my face in front of hers "you talk to telemarketers all the time." her eyes are tight, her mouth almost in a frown. There's that crease between her brows telling me that she's worried about something.

"What's really wrong?" I ask her gently. I try to sound understanding and supportive but I'm getting worried, Lucy talks to everyone. Who could possibly be calling her that she's afraid to answer her own phone?

"Nothing, I just-"

"Natsu Dragneel." The nurse cuts Lucy off.

"Here." Lucy jumps to her feet, her phone stops ringing. She seems better now. She reaches for me and pulls me up by my good arm and marches me through the door the nurse holds open.

"Are we going to ignore this?" I whisper to Lucy as she follows the nurse down the hall.

"Ignore what?" she asks.

"Lucy…" I just look at her, she avoids my eyes for a second but sighs and bites her bottom lip.

"Not now," she says "just, I don't know if it's a thing yet and if it's not I don't want to make a deal out of it."

I hold my swollen arm up "you made a deal of this." I remind her

"Yes, because it's swollen and bruising and it's hurting you." She's got a point.

"Fine." I say "but if it is a thing, we'll talk about it?"

"Of course." Her expression morphs into surprise "I always tell you important things."

"I know." I cup her chin in my hand "just checking."

"The doctor will be right with you." The nurse scurries out and lets the door fall shut behind her.

I glance around the room, its sterile and it smells like bleached sickness. Lucy trails around the room touching everything she can get her hands on. She tugs on locked cabinets and touches the ear thing the doctor uses to look into your ear and examines the blood pressure cuff. She's trying to relax but her shoulders are tight.

"Lucy, come sit with me." I hold my good arm out to her. Lucy nibbles on her bottom lip and casts another look around. She takes my hand and I pull her under my arm, she shrinks into my side, she closes her eyes, her hand clutching my shirt. She hates not being able to see the outside.

"We could leave." I suggest.

"No." She shakes her head "not until we know your wrist is okay. She keeps her eyes closed but I can tell there's no way I'm getting out of this.

"Just say the word and we can go home." I try to tempt her. She shakes her head again and wraps her other arm behind my back. I squeeze her to my side and wait. I love how much she trusts me, even after I wimped out at the club.

"Alright, Mr. Dragneel." the doctor looks at my x rays "your eye is good, done swelling and bruising is normal and there is a minor fracture in the wrist and hand, most commonly called the boxers fracture." The doctor gives me a pointed look.

"It happens when you don't punch properly." The doctor glances at my scan again.

"He saved me last night." Lucy squeezes my arm, her eyes are still closed but she's smiling, full of pride for a boyfriend that got himself beat up.

"How sweet" the doctor mutters. "try not to do it again before your hands can heal."

"We'll be careful." Lucy promises.

"Are you okay, miss?" The director cocks his brow and looks at Lucy clinging to my arm.

"She doesn't like hospitals." I explain.

"I see." The doctor writes something on his board. "the nurse will be in to splint your hand and discharge you."

"Thank you." Lucy peels her eyes open to smile at the doctor as he leaves.

"Doing okay?" I ask her.

"Yeah, I'm okay." She smiles at me and laces her fingers together with mine.

"alright, Mr. Dragneel." The nurse brings in gauze and splints. She sets them on my side and takes my bad hand.

"This'll just be a minute, hun." She goes to work on my arm and Lucy closes her eyes again. I can feel get nails digging into me but I don't say anything.

"Almost finished." The nurse says, noticing a Lucy's death grip on my arm.

"Take your time." Lucy nervous laughs.

"Don't worry, sweetie." The nurse chuckles "that's it."

"that's it?" Lucy perks up.

"That's it." The nurse confirms gently patting my splinted arm.

"He's gonna be okay?" Lucy asks taking my splinted arm in hers as if she were guarding it.

"He'll be just fine." The nurse smiles at Lucy and pats me on the shoulder. "Just keep an eye on him."

"Of course." Lucy hops up and pulls me to my feet. "always." Lucy smiles at me.

"Good." The nurse clasps Lucy on the shoulder "then I release him into your care."

I can't help but smile at Lucy "I'm in good hands then." I wrap my good arm around her.

Lucy stuffs a pillow behind me and brings me a pepperoni sandwich and a Pepsi. I roll my eyes when she pushes the coffee table closer to me.

"It's a broken wrist, Lucy, I'm not an invalid." I tell her as she drapes a blanket over me.

"I just want to make sure you'll be okay while I'm gone." She wraps her arms around my head.

"I'll be fine, its only a few hours and Grey is on his way over." I pat her arm "you're already late."

"What are you and Grey gonna do?" She asks.

"Lucy," I laugh.

"I just want to make sure you're not doing anything too strenuous." She looks at me with her big worried eyes. I sigh and cradle the back of her head in my good hand. I press a kiss to her temple.

"We'll play scrabble." I tell her.

"Really?" She asks doubtfully. "Grey is going to play scrabble?"

"or we'll watch a movie." I brush her hair aside "I'll be fine, go walk the dogs and water rich peoples plants."

"You're sure?" She asks, concern clouding her eyes.

"I am one hundred percent sure." I promise her.

"Alright." She sighs and gives me a quick kiss "I'll be back soon."

"I'll be waiting." I promise.

Lucy hesitates by the door "I love you, Natsu." She holds her hands against her chest. She looks worried, way more worried than she should be.

"I love you too, Lucy." I watch her maybe this is about the call before.

"I'll see you soon." She says again.

"Are you okay?" I ask "has it become a thing?"

Lucy stands there a moment, shifting from foot to foot. She looks like she's going to say something.

"Lucy…" I twist around to get a better look at her.

"No, It's not a thing." She forces a smile. "I'll be back soon, love you." She slips out and hurries away. I watch her for as long as the window allows me to, I love watching her run.


Dear...

Good evening you imaginary person I write to,

I met this guy at the park. I never thought a snort was cute before, but this guy ran into me. literally ran into me and we both fell and I scrapped my knee and he scraped his hands but what was funny was that we were both listening to THE SAME SONG. Every Night by Imagine Dragons. He laughed so hard he snorted 3 times. He apologized and helped me up and dusted me off and said the cutest thing. Let me try to remember it verbatim. He said He said "I know this is cheesy but I think I just fell for you. Would you let me sweep you off your feet next and go to the ball with me?"

I laugh because I didn't realize he was talking about that new club downtown called The Ball. A lot of people have taken to dressing up as if it were an actual ball. I don't know how he wants to go. I'll have to call and ask because I don't really have anything super fancy.


Author's Note:

Thank you so much for reading thank you for the comments

I was so excited to share this with you guys because i finally was able to watch a lot more fairytale and NalU forever is all i'm saying.

This is a prewritten story so it will definitley all be posted i'm just doing light edits to each chapter before i post.

thanks again for the support

and as always i will see you tomorrow... possibly later today

XOXO