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chocolatemillkk · 6 years

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Until Next Time (JS)

I was running late and the August heat drenched me in sweat as I rushed out from the tube doors and into the London traffic. It was an unusually humid Friday evening and I was running late for my date. Well, double date. My best friend Lucy had been trying to get me with some Youtuber her boyfriend worked with a few months back. And I guess they became friends because ever since she met him Lucy has been convinced he was The One for me.

“But he’s a Youtuber!” I told Lucy the third time she brought him up. “He’s probably got loads of views and a loaded ego too!”

“No!” She explained. “Joe’s honestly not at all what you think! He’s brilliantly hilarious and down to earth and you’ll like him. He’s got the nicest face and a great smile-”

“Maybe you should date him,” I teased her and she threw her pencil at me. “I have a boyfriend I am very much in love with but I think you would regret saying that as soon as you met him.”

“I dunno, I don’t think I wanna date right now.” I told her.

“Don’t you dare try to change up your excuses!” She threw a pen at me this time but it misses. “You broke up with Cole four months ago! And you were only going out for half a year babe, let that shit go and stop hiding.”

“Seven months,” I grumble but she was right. I wasnt even hung up on him, not most days anyway. I just didn’t want to date a Youtuber, ugh, that sounded so pretentious.

But when Lucy brought him up two more times I had to finally agree on a double date.

“You’re 15 minutes behind…” Lucy’s text buzzes and I whip it out. I can feel the sweat trickling down my back as I type back “Just looking for the restaurant, almost there. Xx”

I spot it a little further down and just as I’m about to walk in I catch my reflection in the glass. Oh lord. I try to push my short Y/H/C hair behind my ears and flatten it from the humidity but it stays puffed up and I feel like a troll. Whatever, I would leave the date early as I planned. But as I walk in and glimpse sight of the guy sitting in front of Lucy I duck into the toilets and give myself a full stare down in the mirror. Oh god. That was one good looking guy, I think as I start freshening up some of the makeup that smeared on the way here. But a Youtuber! I argue with myself. He’s got to be even more conceited then, I finally realise. Whatever. I walk out, ready for the evening to be over already.

-Joe’s POV-

“She’s just running late, she works on the west end,” Lucy explains as she snuggles into Andre on the other side of our booth.

“She’s a really sweet girl, with a similar sense of humour.” Andre chimes in.

“I doubt anybody’s got humour as good as mine,” I joke but before I could say I’m kidding someone comes up to our table. “I hope you don’t seriously think that.” The girl says.

“Y/N!” Lucy jumps out of the booth to wrap her in a hug and when she lets go I get a good look at her. She was average height which was probably good for me, she wore a pink blouse with grey pants and her jacket was held in her arms. A business girl, then. Her short hair looks a little dishelvled but the rest of her looks amazing.

I get up from my seat, “Y/N, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Her narrowed eyes cast a suspicious look my way but she gives me a tight smile. “Nice to meet you too Joe, Lucy has been on my ass about you for ages now.” She rolls her eyes but as Lucy giggles and Andre laughs, Y/N’s face transforms into a smile that could make even a blind man want to grin and I cant help but stare, mesmerized.

“Well I hope I live up to the expectation,” I give the other couple a pointed look but we laugh it off.

Soon we’ve placed orders and everyone is talking but Y/N still keeps a few inches between us. I subtly lean my head down and sniff but I don’t smell. Maybe she was just shy, but it seemed like she was staying reserved.

“So what do you do again?” I ask Y/N.

“Oh I’m in marketing,” she says, her face lights up as she talks about the campaigns she runs and it’s amusing to watch her let her guard down but as soon Andre’s phone rings out she shuts down and turns to Lucy.

“Sorry guys, I’ve got to get this.” Lucy gets out of the booth for Andre to pass and as she’s moving I see her nod her head at Y/N. I watch the silent, two-second exchange between the girls before Lucy says, “I’ve actually got to make a call too I’m gonna pop out for a sec.”

I hear Y/N sigh so I turn to her.

“You alright?”

She blushes, I don’t think she expected me to hear her. “Yeah!” She smiles at me and then looks back to her drink, taking a long sip. We sit in a somewhat awkward silence for a minute before we both speak up

“I don’t think-”

“The thing is-”

We pause and then laugh, exhaling the tension that built up previously. “Go on,” I give her a smile as she blushes again.

“Okay,” she angles her body to me. “The thing is, Lucy has brought you up all month telling me about this Youtuber and I finally agreed to this to get her to shut up. I mean, in my previous experience Youtubers can be pretty cocky and condescending but here you are sweet and funny but I just don’t know…”

“If you’re into the whole making-videos-for-the-internet thing?” I finish, a little on edge. Youtube was way more than that but I try not to let any anger slip through. Here was a really nice girl, Andre was right she was my type and I wanted to make her laugh more and get to know her better but she was completely closed off because of her bad experiences?

“That makes it sound so bad,” she cringes a little.

“I was actually having a nice time with you but if you think so. It is what it is right?” I ask, maybe a little too aggressively. I down the rest of my drink and ask the waiter for a refill.

“For you, ma'am?” The waiter flirts with Y/N and I see her blushing which builds my frustration even more.

She declines the refill, turning to me. “I’m having an amazing time too!” I shake my head.

“You don’t have to let me down easy,” I roll my eyes but she puts her hand on my arm.

“Can you stop jumping to conclusions for one second?”

I’m about to say something but Andre walks in with Lucy and they settle down with a bunch of noise. I sneak a glance at Y/N and she’s blinking back tears. Shit. Why is she doing that? I clench my jaw, this was not going well. I start to button up my jacket, wanting to excuse myself and leave early. Maybe I could catch up with the boys and forget this disaster ever happened.

“So, what were you two talking about?” Lucy asks.

“Actually-” I go to say but suddenly a warm hand slides into my hand and holds it there. “We were just talking about careers.” Y/N finishes.

“Oh boy, these are a boring lot to be on a date with.” Andre jokes.

I look at our hands under the table and then at Y/N who gives me a lovely smile. It says, forget what I said earlier. Let’s start over.

I intertwine my fingers into hers and rub my thumb over hers.

“Says the two who went out on a business call in the middle of dinner!” I tease the two.

“Apparently had some business calls,” Y/N says with a gleam in her eye as she looks at me and I feel myself falling for her as I laugh with the rest of the table.

The end of the night comes too soon but I exchange numbers with Y/N as she walk towards the tube. She refused to share the Uber with me but she surprises me as she grabs my jacket lapels and pecks me on the lips.

“Until next time,” she smiles and turns away, leaving my mouth open. “You’ll catch flies!” She calls out without even turning around and my chest rumbles as I let out a laugh. Until next time for sure.

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morbid-calamity · 7 years

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Loving The Insane Chapter 3 [NaLu-fanfiction]

If people continue to like this then I'll continue to post chapters. If you guys want I can post another chapter today. Thank you for reading my writting~ Disclaimer: I don't own fairy tail Hiro Mashima does. Lucy's pov: My new therapist was really pretty. She has beautiful long white hair. She didn't look but in her mid 20's at most and she seems nicer than all of my previous therapists. Which I scared off like every other person in my life. Sigh. "Hello Lucy, I'm your new therapist. My name is Mirajane but your welcome to call me Mira." She said smiling at me. "Nice to meet you." "So from what I've read it says that you frequently have panic attacks am I correct." I nodded in response. "It also says that your mentality unstable. I've come up with something that may help you get rid of some of those built up feelings." "Writing your feelings down, putting them into songs or writing poems is a great way to get rid of some of of those feelings and I want you to try doing one of those." She said placing a notebook on my lap as well as a pen. "Do you really think this will help." "Maybe, maybe not but that's why I want you to try it. If it makes it worse I will have you stop immediately. Are you okay with this." She asked. "Yeah as long as it helps." "I'm going to cut this appointment short so you can go back to your cell and start writing. The guards have been told to leave the chains off of your hands so you can write. This is a big risk I'm taking to help you so I expect you to be responsible. That being if you try to hurt anyone while your hands are unchained you will be shot." When she stopped talking she pressed a button that was on the wall beside her. A few minutes later the guard from before walked in. "It's time to go." He said as he picked up the pen and the notebook off my lap. After that I stood up and followed him back to my cell. ~time skip~ "Here ya go I hope you have fun writing." He took off the handcuffs and put the Chains on my ankles and walked out of my cell. I guess I'll try writing a poem. I sighed. It took me a while to put my feelings into words but when I did the out come wasnt what I thought. *I'm alone in this cruel world. No one's here to set me straight. I have fought in wars and battles, But no one even cares. I have a Secret Story, That I will overcome. No one ever wants me to talk. What have I ever done. I've only killed to make a point, But even then, They're becoming stronger While I sit here growing weaker. I have fallen long ago. I have never felt this way before. No one cares about me, No one sees the real me, And now I'm in their way. While on the brink of insanity.* I dropped the pen and paper and started shaking. I started having flash backs. I'm covered in blood. It's everywhere. "Some one help me, I can't take it anymore!", It's everywhere their blood my families blood. He's hurting them. Why can't I stop him if don't wanna hear their screams anymore,"Make them stop! I don't wanna hear there screams anymore! It hurts, just make it stop, please make it stop!" The killer walked over to me and sat down,"No don't hurt me!" I yelled. I looked down and all I see was blood. All over my arms all over my face all over me. "It's all over me, get it off!" "I'm so going to get in trouble for this." A voice said from outside the cell. The light above the door lit up and the pink haired guard rushed over to me. "Calm down your okay." He said. "Blood its everywhere, it's all over me." "There's no blood your gonna be fine." He said picking me up. He walked over to the bed with me still in his arms and sat down. "No get away, run he's gonna kill you like he killed them." I said pushing myself out of his arms. "No ones here but me and you he's not going to hurt me." He said standing up. I looked around the room to see he was right. "It happened again. I'm so sorry." He pulled me into his warm embrace. "Please don't apologize." I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his uniform. For the first time in ages someone was Actualy trying to comfort me. "Thank you, thank you so much." "Your welcome, and I'm glad your okay now." He said letting go. "NATSU ARE YOU WANTING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED!" I looked toward the door to see a guard with raven hair standing in the doorway. I walked back to my bed and sat down. "I don't kill my friends." I whispered as I pulled my knee's to my chest. Not like they heard me though. Natsu's pov: "Shit." I muttered as I turned toward him. "Whats up Gray." "You know your not suppose to be in here unless your escorting her somewhere or giving her, her meds!" "I know but she started screaming so I wanted to calm her down." "Your kindness if gonna get you fucking killed man." He said shaking his head. "Probably." I laughed. "Well it's my shift now so come on and get out of here before the psycho decides to kill us." He said grabbing my arm and pushing me out of the cell. "I wouldn't kill my only friend but you on the other hand I have no problem with." "Wait your friends with this psychopath!" He backed away from me. "No I'm not her friend. I'd have to be desperate to be friends with her." I said closing the door. "Good and just so you know you can't just go running in there every time she has a panic attack because she has them a lot. " "I know."

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