The Reason Why | NaLu ✔️️

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5. You saved my own life

You did. I didn't think it was possible. I used to say I wanted to die before I got older, but because of you, I guess I thought twice.

You were like a bright daisy in a garden, while I was the weed who admired your beauty and grace from afar. And for some reason, you, the daisy, decided to talk to the weed. I don't know why you did, but you definitely gave the weed hope and helped it grow into its own flower.

I've used that comparison before, right? It's the best way I can tell how I felt our love story went.

There are so many good things about you.

But you're not perfect. You have your flaws like any human being, but I've come to love all your imperfections, or at least they were tolerable to me.

I remember coming into your hospital room, seeing you laying on your bed almost lifelessly. I began to panic, but I saw that your heart rate was still steady.

It just wasn't at a normal rate. Slower than normally, the doctor had said.

I went up to your bed and grabbed your hand, staring at your pale face and gently rubbing my thumb over your boney fingers. You had lost your glow, but to me you still held a certain beauty to you.

Your hair was gone and your eyes had red circled underneath them. I missed seeing your golden locks, but that's okay. I still love you.

I felt you hold my hand tighter, using the little strength you had left. When I felt how weak your grip was, my heart began to race out of fear.

You can't leave me now.

"Lucy...Lucy, I love you," I blurted out, feeling that lump in my throat return. Choking me and enabling me to talk to you. I withstood it though, because I needed to talk to you in your last moments.

"You saved me, literally, that's not a metaphor," I had said, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I will always be so thankful for that and...and I'll always be thankful that you were sent my way..."

"I love you, so so much...I wish this didn't have to happen to you...you don't deserve it..." I had mumbled, withstanding the tears.

"Natsu."

Your voice was shaky and somewhat hoarse.

"I have to leave the hospital today."

I was shocked, but the next thing I remembered was being in your bedroom and staying by your side. I laid next to you and tried to not hurt you in the slightest; I knew you were so fragile right now, I couldn't risk anything.

"Natsu, I had to leave the hospital today," you told me at your house.

"I know..." I mumbled out, and the thought of you losing your memory scared me so much.

"How did you know?" you asked.

I didn't know what to feel then. You had lost most of your memory. Not all of it. You forgot things easily and repeated yourself a lot. It took awhile to get used to, but I stayed with you.

We had slept in the same bedroom for a few weeks - you on your bed and I slept on the small sofa you had in your room. Sometimes you'd even ask me to lay with you, which I happily obliged to. Wrapping my arms around you and smiling, but also knowing that your touch would soon be gone.

I woke up one day, turning to your side and smiling a bit when I saw your face.

"Lucy."

Your eyes opened and you gave me the strangest look, scooting away from under my arms. I was confused.