Sweet Fate

Chapter One: I Need Your Help

 Hey guys! I just wanted to let you know that this is a very new thing to me because this is the first fanfic I have ever written... I am French but I do have an English editor so if there are any mistakes, I am sorry! It's a Lucian (Lucy Hale and Ian Harding) fanfic based on their lives together as a couple. I have heaps of ideas for it and I really hope you enjoy reading it :)

Lucy's POV

It was a cool Friday night, the wind was blowing the leaves on the trees and I could feel it in my hair as I walked out of the bar. Troian and I had decided to go out after a full day of filming for Pretty Little Liars. Since the show had begun, we started hanging out with each other. She's always been there for me and she always will be, same goes for me. I'm very grateful to have her as a friend. We always laugh and have a good time when we're together and we'd pretty much be lost without each other. Tonight was one of those nights, full of laughter, smiles... and alcohol. We'd been dancing and drinking the whole night. When one of us was on the dance floor, the other was singing the song that was playing. Our voices were broken and our bodies were aching but we didn't mind because we had a lot of fun. As we were leaving the place I heard Troian.

"Shit!" she said with a broken voice.

As I turned back to see what was going on I started laughing as I saw her on her ass in the middle of the walkway. We were so drunk and then she started laughing too. After a second, I started walking toward her to help her. She took my hand and pulled herself up and back on her feet. After walking for a couple of minutes, I felt something was missing.

"Crap!" I said putting my hand around my neck "Troian, I forgot my scarf! I need to go back and get it." 

As I tried to run back to the bar, still half drunk, I could hear Troian laughing from behind me. A little smile grew on my face when I turned around and looked at her. After many efforts, I was finally in front of the bar and headed inside. After searching for my precious scarf, I spotted it, grabbed it and walked back out to Troian. I absolutely love this scarf. One of my closest friends, Ian Harding, gave it to me as a birthday gift for my 25th. I love scarfs but this one is more precious to me than any others I have. We've been great friends since the beginning of PLL and have gown closer as the show has progressed. I couldn't ask for anything more. Well, I guess I could but I'm not sure if I want to. 

Linking Troian's arm with mine, we walked down the deserted streets, only illuminated by the law light of the lamp posts. After a few minutes of walking and talking, we were standing in front of the apartment I was living in.

"God tonight was..." Troian started to say. We both looked at the other and said together,

"CRAZY!" we started laughing so hard, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole neighborhood woke up.

"Yes, it was," I said between laughs "We definitely have to do it again."

"Anytime." she said, smiling at me and walking closer to me to give me a hug "Goodnight, Goose. Call me if you need anything."

"Sure thing, night Troi." I said hugging her back.