The wrong lover

The wrong lover- Nalu

~this is a short story, and I am putting it in one chapter.~

"The wrong lover"

"Hurry up lucy!" Natsu yelled from the main part of the room. "Hold your horses, Natsu!" She yelled back at him from the bathroom. Lucy heartfilia and Natsu Dragoneel are always together; inseparable even. They've known each other since they were 6(Natsu) and 7(Lucy) years old, and they are 20(Natsu) and 21 (Lucy) now. They Are on their way to the airport to catch a plane to their home in Tokyo, Japan. They were on vacation in the beautiful city of Manchester, UK. As they walked through the airport, Natsu decided to break the silence. " What if japan is a disaster when we get home and we have to battle right away?" Natsu said sarcastically. "Don't say that! You could jinks it! I don't want to have to battle right when I get home." Lucy said. "Whatever, Lets just get to the plane. We board in 3 minutes" says Natsu. " 3 MINUTES?!?!?!" Lucy screamed while beginning to run. Natsu scampered to catch up with her.

"14 hours." Natsu said sitting down next to Lucy. "Ugh." Lucy replied. " Miss Grey soo much!" Grey is Lucy's Boyfriend. "I wish he could have come with us." He didn't come on the trip; he had to work. "Yeah....totally." Natsu replied. Natsu and Lucy are best mates; Nothing more, but little did lucy known how Natsu really felt.

~Time skip brought to you by the wizardly harry potter~

10 hours into the flight.........

Lucy removed her headphones and tapped Natsu on the shoulder. Natsu removed his earbuds and looked in her direction. "How much longer do we have?" she asked. "Three more hours." he replied. "Ok thanks, In going to take a nap. Waaaaake me uppp Whennn Septemberrrr endssssss.'' Lucy said trying to make a pun on Green day's song, wake me up when September ends. Lucy put her earbuds back in.

"Woah, Mona Lisa,

You're guaranteed to run this town,

Woah, Mona Lisa,

I'd pay to see you frown"

the lyrics of the ballad of mona Lisa by panic! At the disco Stormed her head. What if I was just a painting; or a figment of history? Lucy thought. More random thoughts roamed her brain as she drifted off to sleep.

Lucy woke to Natsu asleep on her shoulder, and a mysterious note. The note read:

I have photographic proof. There's no escape. Meet me on the corner of Sekimachi and Hotei at midnight tonight or I will show Grey this picture and he'll leave you and come crawling back to me.

                                                                                               ~Anonymous

Attached to the note was a picture of Natsu asleep on Lucy's shoulder. "I don't want to lose Grey." lucy said to herself. Natsu wake up! She said while pushing Natsu off of her. "What?" Natsu said. Well- Lucy was interrupted by the sound of an intercom. - We are about to land. Please shut off any electronic devices. Thank you for your cooperation.- Lucy, Natsu, and everyone else on the plane shut off their phones, laptops, Nintendo's, and music players.

-In the airport (after landing)-

"LUCY!" Grey screamed happily, running towards her, making her drop her bags, and begin running in his direction as well. They met in the middle, and Grey engulfed Lucy in a hug, Natsu standing alone a few feet behind them. Grey trusted both Lucy and Natsu to go on a trip; a friendly trip; and nothing happen between them. Grey wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but something in the back of his mind was telling him that she might not be the one, though he wanted her to be. Natsu knows more about lucy than anyone. He has known her for more than 10 years, but Grey has only known her for 3 years. "How long can a childhood friendship possibly last?" grey thought to himself, still hugging Lucy. when she finally pulled away, Grey spoke up. "Do you want to go get some dinner? It's already 5:30." he said. "Sure! Can Natsu come?" she replied. " I was actually hoping that we could go alone. Just the two of us." Grey said, wondering why those two were always together. They weren't even dating. Grey and lucy were together, and they would never break up. Well, at least that's what he thought.