Chapter 5: Heated Arguments

So, let's just say I had a hard time sleeping that night.

I could not get her melodic laughter out of my head; it was like soft bells ringing repeatedly, and for some reason, it never got annoying. A picture of her smile was plastered into my mind, with no intentions of going away.

And honestly, I didn't want it to.

...that sounds really creepy doesn't it? I mean, as much as just thinking about a person qualifies as creepy, that thought was beyond just being stalker-like. It's like I had some smile fetish or some shit.

Wait...is that a thing?

Honestly, I would be a little freaked out if someone just had like a picture of me in their fucking room and every time they looked at it they just smiled and sighed like they were in heaven. What would be even creepier is that there would be lipstick marks all over the picture, and little hearts and love-notes all over it.

...what the hell has my imagination turned into?

Anyway, I'm not some stalker. I just have a tiny crush on a girl that's relatively cool and great to be around and my stupid hormones are over the place and I need to calm the hell down before I get arrested for being a creeper, and not that ones that are in Minecraft, checkered green and white and hiss when they are about to blow up.

Okay, I'll save the ranting for later, because this was a sight to see.

I was walking into the school with the other bus riders when I look over to the student-driver section and happen to see Lucy getting out of the passenger seat of a car and Sting get out of the driver's side of the same fucking car.

Let's just say that put me in the worst possible mood for the rest of the morning. Every time somebody would glare at me, instead of ignoring it, I glared right back ten times more hateful and they ended up getting a pretty terrified look on their face like I was about to kick their ass. I could've laughed at that, but I was just too pissed off.

If somebody pushed me in the hallway, obviously trying to provoke me, I fed right into because I was so done with all the bullshit. Why was I taking it when I shouldn't have to? Sting can use his whole freaking fanbase if he wants to and I'll kick all their asses.

And...maybe get my ass kicked in the process...

Anyway I got to my stupid math class with the biggest scowl on my face that not even Gildarts said anything to me. He let me fume in peace and didn't even bother trying to get me to do the work. I just sat there with my fucking head down and I was done with it.

"Alright class, I have a partner assignment to give you all. Natsu, I know you're in a bad mood, but I need you to participate this time." He said.

I raised my head with the scowl still painted on my face and saw everybody looking at me. Lucy was looking to, and when I caught her eye, she raised an eyebrow that said, "What the hell is wrong with you?" The glare I had didn't drop as I looked away and I'm my peripherals I saw her face morph into confusion and surprisingly, hurt.

Gildarts grinned at me, not affected by my obvious bitch-face. "Good. Choose your partners and get to work."

Everybody partnered up and I just sat there, slumped into my chair as my face cramped up from scowling so much. I rubbed my face with my hands to ease the pain and when I opened my eyes, I jumped when I saw Lucy standing in front of me with her arms crossed and her hand occupied with a worksheet.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" She asked with a teasing smile.

I rolled my eyes with no insinuation of friendliness. "I have a lot of things to be bitchy about."

The smile dropped from her face and she narrowed her eyes. "Well, you better drop this act for ten minutes and get over it so we can do this damn worksheet." She said as she slammed the worksheet on my desk.

My eyes widened at her aggressiveness and I put my hands up in surrender. "O-Okay, w-whatever you s-say." She's pretty damn scary when she's even remotely angered.

Her glare disappeared and she smiled sweetly. "Alright, let's get started."

The worksheet took around ten minutes and it was actually pretty easy. Scratch that, it was extremely difficult. But with Lucy there, we flew by the worksheet as she explained what we had to do.

When we were done, she got up and turned the paper in and realization settled. Flashbacks of this morning as she stepped out of the car with that good-for-nothing asshole sent flares of fury through my veins and immediately my scowl returned. I knew I would get wrinkles when I aged.

Lucy returned and took a look at me face, and all signs of cheeriness was erased from her face and was replaced by genuine concern.

She sat down with a "plop" in her chair and stared directly into my eyes. "Okay, what the hell is your problem?"

I plastered a fake smile on my face and said, "Nothing, sunshine." Emphasis on the cheesy nickname.

Her eyes narrowed and I swear her eyes got darker. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

I was immediately taken aback. I never heard her curse like that over the time I've been creep-watching her for the last few months.

...neither word sounds too good, do they?

"You're so fucking happy all the damn time without a care in the world. Some people actually have serious problems going on and have no energy to even get up in the morning. Then it's you just sitting here with a stupid smile on your face like there's nothing wrong and your life is just fucking perfect." I spat out, but I regretted it when I saw a mixture of emotions flash through her eyes. Anger, sadness, and even...curiosity?

"Well listen here, pinky." I narrowed my eyes. "My life isn't as perfect as you think. I have to deal with shit too and I'm definitely not going to take yours, Natsu. So think twice before you fucking judge a person." She spat back.

I was speechless. I deserved every bit of that and honestly, I wouldn't blame her if she just Lucy-kicked my ass straight to hell.

She abruptly got up as the bell rang and grabbed her stuff. She turned her head towards my direction and said over her shoulder, "And by the way, Sting is my fucking twin brother, asshole." Then she stormed out the classroom without looking back.

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I was laying on my bed thinking about our argument. It was replaying in my head like a broken record and honestly, I needed to express my regret to her or I'll drive myself insane.

I knew I wouldn't see her until tomorrow so I grabbed my calculus textbook and sifted through, finding the page for homework. Deciding to listen to music while I tried to figure this out, I grabbed my phone and my earphones.

Thanks to my fat thumb, I hit contacts instead of music (which conveniently I put right next to each other) and went to click the home button, but a name caught my eye.

Lucy.

Her number was saved into my phone and I couldn't remember how I got it, but I decided to call anyway, throwing the textbook aside. I pretty much knew she wasn't going to answer, but I can still try.

As I expected, it went to voicemail, but I left a message.

"Hey, it's me, Natsu. I know I was a complete dick earlier and I don't deserve your forgiveness but I'm really sorry. I've been stressed out lately-which isn't an excuse to treat you that way- but seeing you all happy and cheery and me being the bitter prick I am fueled my already boiling anger, I lashed out on you without meaning to."

You have ten seconds remaining.

"Ten seconds?! No wait, that's not enough time! Lucy I'm extremely sorr-" The damn thing beeped.

I threw my phone on the bed and collapsed on it, running my fingers through my hair. Lucy probably won't even talk to me anymore. The first person that actually talked to me after two years and I fucked up already.

I felt a vibration on the bed and looked over to see an incoming call.

It was Lucy.

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ooh so dramatic

it really is weird reading all of this back and seeing how far I've come with my writing