Mine

Happy

Hey guys! How are y'all doing? I'm feeling pretty good right now!

Thank you so much for all the love with the story, it mean so much. And I know I keep saying that, but truly, it does.

Thank you to everyone who has voted, commented and read my story. It gives me motivation to keep updating! I've never gotten this far on my other stories, so thank you! I love you all!

Plus, I need to come up with a name for y'all. Like our group name in a sense? I've seen some other authors do it and it's really cute. I could call you guys my pandas!

Lolz, it might be cheesy but I like it. You all are now officially dubbed  my pandas! Haha, I like it.

Anyways, without further ago, on with the story! Enjoy :)

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Normal P.O.V

Sting spent most of the afternoon with Lucy. They had stood there talking most of the time, Sting being too entranced watching the way her eyes lit up when she talked about something she loved.

All that he could think about was how happy she looked the whole time.

Sting felt accomplished with himself, he finally felt as though he was doing something good.

If he could make someone like her happy, then he was sure that he had to be doing something right.

Sting never pictured himself to be in this position. Traveling miles just to see a girl to just talk and be with each other.

He had many doubts in his head. He doubted that this situation could go on for long, someone was bound to find out at some point.

He doubted the travel, the distance is bound to break them apart. Going so far could get old real fast.

But his doubts were washed away and all made worth it when he saw that smile or heard her laugh.

He still wondered how he could be so entranced by a girl.

He has never felt such a strong pull, if he ever felt anything at all.

The pair sat on the ground, facing each other as they each babbled on about the most random of things.

"Sting?" Lucy timidly spoke up, looking at her lap.

"What's up, blondie?" He confusedly asked, seeing the quick shift in her tone.

"What do you think that the others will think about us? I know that I shouldn't let that bother me, but it really does. Yea, I know that our guilds are friends now, but I'm still worried." She practically whispered.

Sting's heart sank.

"Look, Lucy. I don't really care how any of them feel. All that matters is us and how we feel." He brushed a piece of hair behind her face, Lucy looking down in shame.

"You're right, I'm sorry I ever doubted anything." She sheepishly apologized.

"No need to worry, I know how you feel. But as long as we have each other, nothing can touch us."

He closed his eyes, resting his forehead upon hers.