Baby I'm Worth It

Chapter Eleven:: Two Fools

"So, how have you been?"

Is the first thing she asks me.

"I've been hurt, I still am. I know it sounds stupid for a guy to say this, others would make fun of me if they find out how much I got hurt. But is it my fault that I'm born a guy? And for a guy to say this, it's considered being 'gay'. I'm in so much pain. The worst kind of pain. I think about you all the time, even when I have so much to worry about. Even when I'm taking a shit, as gross as that sounds. I like you so much and it hurts to know that you won't return the feelings. But despite all that, Juvia Lockser how are you?" Is what I wanted to say.

"I'm doing okay," I say instead, "You?"

"Not bad," she shrugs.

She looks at me and her eyes reminds me of the memories we had: When we were kids, she would smile after she scares the bullies away. I missed that smile. Please show it to me again.

"Why don't we have a chat?" She says softly again.

"Since we're locked, why not?" I ask, and she finally cracks a small smile. I do too. I walk towards the railings and I lean my elbow. She does the same, I stare at the people walking towards their cars, hanging out with their friends and some even making out with their boyfriends, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Do you really like me?" She asks directly. This girl doesn't know how to sugarcoat things. But I like that about her, she gets straight to her point.

"Do I have to say it again?" I blush.

"No, you don't have to," she chuckles softly, "But there's one thing I'm curious about," I motion for her to continue, "Did I promise you something?"

I stiffen.

"I did, didn't I?" She asks, looking at me straight in the eye, "You said I didn't keep my promise. Can you... tell me what I promised you?"

"Remember that boy in the picture?" I ask.

"What picture?" She asks.

"The one in your wallet," I reply, she nods for me to continue, "Didn't you promise that boy that you'll marry him?"

"Oh, my childhood lover, or whatever?" She raises an eyebrow. I nod, blushing. "Are you mad because I like Lyon when I promised that boy that I'll marry him?"

I turn into a darker shade of red.

To my surprise, she starts laughing. Did she know that I was that boy all along? And she promised to marry me?

"Lyon is that boy," she says, and my head shot towards her direction, "He told me himself! You don't have to worry, if this works out and he asks me out, I might be able to fullfill my promise. But seriously, you didn't have to do that just because of a promise to my childhood lover!"

"Lyon? Is your childhood lover or something like that?" I ask.

"Yeah, that's why I like him!" She laughs again.

"What if he's faking it?" I ask.

"He's not," she says.

I smirk as a plan form in my mind, "Well Lockser, I would like to meet him."

•••

"Gray, this is Lyon, Lyon this is Gray," Lockser introduces, I study the guy as I give him half a smile.

White hair, cold eyes and cool clothes. From the way he act or bring himself, he looks like one of the guy who goes clubbing every night. Does Juvia even know that this guy used to be germaphobic?