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Several days after he'd followed her, Lucy had become used to him retweeting her stuff.
Obviously, that fact hasn't stopped the flip flops her heart did whenever she saw his name on her notifications.
But, she still longed for the day where he'd subscribe to her channel. It would make her so, so happy.
Because as her mother had said, happiness came from the most unexpected places, and for her it would be if her famous crush just clicked that button.
Not from all the things her father brought for her. She didn't need money, pretty dresses or fancy jewelry to have a good time.
Oh how she wished to be brave enough to tell him all her thoughts.
Tired, Lucy threw her school bag to the floor and sat on her bed, letting out a long sigh.
She'd woke up to feeling empty. Like, those days where you feel like doing nothing out of the blue, where you only want to lay in bed and gaze at the ceiling, thinking and thinking, because you don't feel like moving.
It'd been long since the last time she'd felt like this. But now she did, and not even Levy's usual cheerful attitude had lifted up her spirits.
Damn, not even Natsu's retweet had been enough, and that's saying a lot.
Lucy rolled over bed, burying her face on her pillow. She hated feeling like that. She wanted to do something productive.
Maybe calling Levy would make her feel better… but maybe Levy was going to get tired of her.
Checking out Twitter or Tumblr? Watching new animes? Reading a book? Watching another series?
Nothing sounded striking to her attention.
Lucy got up from her bed; she wouldn't let the empty feeling get the best from her away. She was going to do something today, no matter what it was.
Locking the door so any maid would pop out from nowhere like it was happening recently, she walked up to her wardrobe, looking at her clothes. All of them were perfectly folded, put in separate by seasons -her sweaters and scarfs were to the left, her shorts and tank tops to the right.
Lucy puffed out her cheeks annoyed, she was pretty sure who made it. Virgo, the purple haired young maid that loved to play with her clothes, and took any chance to put them in different places. Lucy threw everything to the floor, and rearranged them all. She even took them to a box to donate them next day.
When she finished, only half an hour passed by, and Lucy groaned in frustration.
Looking around, she found nothing else to do that didn't involve going outside her room.
She hated going out her room.
The atmosphere of the house was cold, empty, fake even. With so many unknown people walking around and cleaning everything they saw, others cooking the whole day, it missed the familiar touch every house must hold. Even if Lucy loved all of the employees, it wasn't enough.
Her phone rang on her pocket and she saw a notification of one of her favorite channels.
ScarletHair uploaded a video.
Lucy brought her laptop to the floor, over the fluffy white carpet and she laid on her stomach as she waited for YouTube to load.
When it did, she clicked on the latest video the redhead Erza Scarlet did. As always, it was one recipe to cook something with strawberries.
Lucy'd known about Erza since long ago, being her one of the first channels she'd subscribed. Erza was a beautiful girl on her twenties, with long scarlet hair and brown eyes. She was engaged with a blue haired young man named Jellal, the one that always tasted her food when she was finished. Their relationship was so cute, it reminded Lucy of the lack of love in her own.
This time, Erza was teaching a way of making a weird sandwich out of strawberries, and Lucy listened attentively. The last time she tried to make one of her strawberry cakes, Lucy almost put the kitchen on fire. Cooking was treacherous.
The video lasted twenty minutes, but for Lucy it all ended too quickly.
So she rewatched all of her favorite videos, from tutorials to AMVs to pranks.
She even watched again a whole video of shirtless boy making something out from ice, and while his chest was enjoyable to the view, she found herself thinking he was not her type of guy. Black eyes, black hair… those weren't her things.
She liked more colorful things.
Something that reminded her that not everything in life was black and white like her father tried to enforce on her.
That's why she ended up, again, scrolling down to the list of Natsu's videos.
Maybe not the best idea, when she remembered how he still didn't subscribe to her and it made her empty feeling all the bigger.
Lucy groaned -it wasn't like her to get so annoyed over something so small like that.
What if he didn't want to subscribe to her? She already had tons of followers, and she loved every one of them. One more, one less. What was so special about him, anyways?
Lucy pushed down that voice that wanted to argue and tell her that it really was special.
She watched one video of him playing a prank on his roommate Sting. Natsu had put a box of condoms over his bed with a note that supposedly was from the girl Sting had a crush on.
'See you tonight,' -Yukino.
He showed it to the camera, a red kiss on the side of the note. It was a bit evil, but Sting's reaction was priceless.
Later, when the blond boy arrived at their flat and saw the little gift on his bed -all while Natsu was hidden in the bathroom and had put a secret camera over his desk-, Sting immediately blushed and gasped. Then he started to shout Natsu's name, calling him frantically.
The mind of the joke came out of the bathroom, looking sleepy. Sting proceeded to interrogate him about it, telling him if Yukino really came to put it over his bed. Natsu said the girl had come to search for some books, but he didn't see her putting anything.
Sting looked like he'd faint any minute. Natsu was too good acting.
Then Sting left the house, a flustered face on his face.
The video ended with a note from Natsu, saying how the thing ended. Sting had went to Yukino's house, asked her for her little gift, but she denied it all. But Natsu told, that somehow that night, Sting and Yukino got together. He confessed all of it was to finally push Sting over the edge and go out of his own shell.
Lucy found herself smiling stupidly at the screen when it finished.
Now she felt a bit better.
Feeling brave and happy, even if for a minute, she logged into Tumblr. She hadn't been on that for a week, maybe, and a feeling of guilt travelled through her when she saw 25 asks waiting to be answered on one of her videos.
Lucy clicked on it and started reading through them all, smiling wider and wider with each word.
OMG, I love your videos! Sad you don't use Tumblr more!
I saw your videos and you're gorgeous!
You always make me smile in my bad days! Thank you for your smile!
Fuck you bitch. You're horrible and I don't know nor care why you have so many followers. Wish you died.
Lucy's smile disappeared.
She read the message over and over again, the stab on her heart being more painful as she did so.
She knew, deep in her heart, that one bad message between the maze of nice ones shouldn't affect her. That whatever an anonymous coward said didn't matter. She knew it.
But that didn't stop the sadness running through her. Sadness and pity, from the person who had enough free time to waste it hating on others. Because, what was the point of it all?
Get her to kill herself? As if. She was not going to die. Not like an anonymous had so much power. It was just another person in the world. Lucy didn't care about him/her. She had so many things she wanted to do and dreams to follow, a stupid message wouldn't ruin it all.
Sighing, she continued to scroll down on her asks, reading even more hate, but nice ones between them all. Lucy logged off and rolled over, now laying on her back. She entered Twitter and quickly typed,
So sad.
She then put her phone over her stomach as she stared at the white ceiling, remembering how when she was young, her mother used to paint little stars all over, phantoming constellations for her and teaching her the story of each one.
The cell phone rang again.
Snapping out of her daydream, Lucy checked out her notifications. A direct message.
NatsuDSlayer: Why are you sad?
Lucy choked her own saliva.
She sat up, her empty feeling completely gone, as she stared at her screen. Did he really…
Trying to sound a bit more professional, she typed back her reply.
CelestialLucy: Just anon hate.
Before she could think she made an idiot off from her, he responded just as fastly.
NatsuDSlayer: That sucks. Some people sure have free time.
Lucy squealed over the fact that he thought and agreed with her over the same thing. When would she stop being such a loser? Probably never.
CelestialLucy: Thought the same.
NatsuDSlayer: Hope you feel better now. Sorry I have to go now!
CelestialLucy: I do, thanks! And goodbye!
When no more replies came, only notifications of people retweeting her tweet and a message from Levy asking her the same Natsu did, Lucy realized that he really left.
And that was when the realization of what just happened hit her like a bag of bricks being thrown at her head.
I just talked with my famous crush.
Word Count= 1677. Kind of a filler, but something important happened! Yay! Next chapter is full of surprises, fufu. Maybe a new POV? Anyways, thank you so much for everyone who reviewed, favorited and followed this story! You guys are the best and sorry for the late update, I was busy yesterday. My Tumblr is bookalchemist, if someone is interested to follow! Message me and I'll follow you!
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