Ugh I like this kind of Natsu and Lucy. I hope you are all doing well. I've been busy with testweek coming up and am obviously very inactive on Wattpad because of other interests I've found. I'm still hooked up on reading though :), and I hope you are too, because enjoy xD

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Lucy was at a party, and asked to come play spin the bottle with a group full of athletes and gorgeous girls. After an almost very humiliating situation for her, Natsu Dragneel, star center of the hockey team comes to her rescue. Then the night ensues in cute conversations :)
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LUCY

I stumbled into the kitchen, finally a good chance to take a breath without tons of people shoving me in the back.

What was I thinking going to this party?

The hockey team celebrated their championship today, and lots of people were invited. For some reason I was invited too.

I promised myself to make this year my year. Making lots of friends and memories was my only goal, so why did I still fail at that?

My year at Magnolia college has been rough as fuck. Firstly I made an enemy of Natsu Dragneel at the start of the year. What is worse is that he was the best center of the hockey team we'd had in years.

For some reason he immediately set out to make my life as difficult as possible. All right, maybe I overexaggerated a bit. He was always giving me dirty looks and making it seem like he was talking behind my back. He has this weird vendetta against me for some reason. And it was such a shame because he would be the kind of guy I'd make a move on.

I saw he was generous and kind to others, but his whole mood turned sour when I enter the classroom. Also because he was of the hockey team, random strangers also gave me apprehensive stares.

I didn't notice someone else entering the kitchen. I felt myself being slightly pushed to the side. "Can you not be such a hindrance?" Lisanna asks, one of the sorority girls.

I apologized quietly and left with my drink. This party has been killing my mood.

The point is, nobody gives a fuck about popularity here. It's not a typical high school story with the mean girls and the popular jock group. But everyone knows everyone.

"Hey blondie! Come join the game," someone called out. I ignored it, seeing it was probably not directed at me anyways.

"The one on the couch, yes you, Lucy," the same person called again. Finally I looked up, locking eyes with Loke, one of the hockey players. I had a class with him this semester.

They sat in a circle on the ground, an empty bottle in the middle. I hesitated slightly. I've never hung out with these kind of crowd. With the athletes.

I sighed. What can be the worst thing to happen anyways? I stood up, making a show by walking as seductively as I can with a straight back. My black, tight skirt and a red blouse crop top were definitely making an appeal all right.

At least I know I look hot by the appreciative glances I got from the boys.

I sat between an empty spot between two guys. I scanned the group. Most of them were hockey players, some soccer players and I'm pleasingly surprised by all the other gorgeous women in the circle.

Despite what the rumors say, they're everything but assholes. Sure they sleep around a lot, but what's wrong with owning your sexual appeal?

"Let's start this shit show," Laxus, a blond haired, tough looking guy said. It was honestly pretty amusing to see strangers kiss each other. Some disgusted by it, some into it, and some just straight up making out.

Then I saw Gray Fullbuster with the bottle. He's my crush at the moment. He got this handsome, cold look going for him. He's in my workgroup class and a pretty fun guy, if I looked at him from the distance anyways.

I watched the bottle spinning with narrowed eyes. It slowed down until it pointed at me. My heart beat sped up rapidly, locking eyes with him.

I'd almost feel giddily was it not for him groaning loudly. "I'm not kissing her," he said, shaking his head. Everyone laughed, and I felt like I was the joke here.

Once again.

I tried not to show the pain from being humiliated as he took a shot.

Suddenly I heard ruffles and someone stood up, until finally a shadow fell over me. I looked up from my sitting position, meeting Natsu's eyes. My heart began beating louder at the intensity in his eyes.

He gave the group a glance before focusing on me again. "Your loss, Fullbuster," he said before he bent down and kissed me right on the mouth.

Butterflies appeared in my stomach as this sudden kiss took me by surprise. I felt him smirk through the kiss as he tangled his hand in my hair.

I smiled through the kiss, kissing away the hurt feelings. Whistles erupted from around us, and I wasn't even embarrassed.

He kissed like a God, and my heart melted at him coming to my rescue. I could almost get lost in this feeling, wanting it to last forever.

We broke the kiss, staring at each other for a second too long before breaking it.

Then Natsu sat back down on the same spot, making my smile go slightly down. It was just a kiss. This is college, tons of people kiss each other without being together. Can't say I'm not disappointed though. Of course someone like him would consider it as something happening daily.

After a few more rounds I had to kiss one other person, but none made me feel the same exhilaration Natsu did. The game eventually got boring and people began dispersing. I slowly stood up, not so sure what I should do now.

I'm not feeling the party vibe anymore, so I quickly bid my goodbye to some people I know and walked outside. I grabbed my phone, checking the time and ready to call for a Uber.

"I haven't caught your name back there," someone whispered in my ear.

I jumped, my heart dropping at the voice. I turned around, meeting the face of the cocky center player whose grin could eat me up. "It's Lucy."

"Wanna catch a ride home?" he whispered huskily.

He was wearing black cargo pants with a white, loose shirt. He had tightened a grey hoodie around his waist. Fuck he was so hot.

I checked my phone. "It's only 1am. Why is someone like you already ready to go home?"

He shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Could say the same for you."

I merely rolled my eyes at the bad avoidance tactic. "Not a party type." I tilted my head. "Can't say the same for you."

He raised an eyebrow. "What? Because I'm a hockey player I have to party till I fall down?" The other noise was the softened noise of the music.

"Just saying," I answered, shrugging. "Why would you want to give me a ride anyways? You hate me."

His eyes became wide as saucers before he let out a loud chuckle. "Where did you get that impression from, Luce?"

I smiled at the nickname, it was a cute one, I'll give him that. "The glares you gave me every time I enter the room."

He threw his head back and laughed. "Never intended to make you feel that way. That's just my concentrating face, baby," he answered, using the endearment term nonchalantly. His whole posture screamed casual behaviour.

"I'm not your baby," I said.

"I sure hope you're not," he responded easily, before bursting out in laughs. Even I managed to let out a chuckle.

"So, a ride?" he asked again after a moment of comfortable silence.

"Why are you offering?" I countered, crossing my arms. Damn, I should have brought a jacket with me.

"Are you cold?" he asked instead, undoing the knot of his hoodie. "Wanna?"

"Please," I said, the need for warmth winning. He handed it to me with a grin, and boy, did that not make me feel giddily.

The hoodie fell over my butt, but I immediately closed my eyes in pleasure at the warmth now.

"You sure are dodging my question a lot. I'm not gonna be asking forever," Natsu said, rolling his eyes slightly. There was a cute flush on his cheeks though. Maybe from the alcohol?

"How many drinks have you had?" I asked, not trusting him if he had taken more than a couple of beverages.

"One," he answered easily.

I raised my eyebrow. That's honestly pretty surprising. I've got this whole stereotype that everyone in a D1 team drinks a lot.

I opened my mouth but was immediately cut off by him raising his hands. "Don't come at me with some stereotypical shit again. I could lose my license if I drank much and rode home."

I nodded, letting out a sigh. "All right, let's go," I said.

Once I was seated in the passenger seat, I looked at him buckling up his seatbelt. "You dodge my question a lot too. Always so polite you offer a loner girl a ride?"

He looked me in the eyes. "What's so polite about almost shoving my tongue down your throat?" A slow smirk crawled up on his face.

I swallowed. Didn't expect that kind of response. I tilted my head and tried to play it off with nonchalance. "You're right," I said, inwardly rolling my eyes at my response.

He started the engine and drove. "Where do you live?"

"Dorms."

He nodded, not taking his eyes off the road. "Wanna date?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, feeling dumbfounded. Did he just ask me out? Me? "Don't tell me you caught feelings because of a stupid kiss."

"A stupid kiss, huh?"

"I mean, why would you want to go out with me? We've never even talked before, and suddenly you're interested?" I pointed out. For Pete's sake, I thought he hated me. But if there is one thing I've learned already, is that this guy wouldn't offer me a ride home, wouldn't kiss me if he hated me.

He shrugs. "I felt butterflies when I kissed you. Just wanted to explore the feeling."

My heart thumped loudly. This guy is so straightforward it's attractive, also difficult to get used to, but attractive nonetheless.

"Thank you, by the way."

He grinned. "For what?"

I almost scoffed, not believing he was playing dumb. "You know, saving me from the humiliation I was about to experience."

His eyes softened. The usual mischief in his eyes was replaced by kind ones. "No problem."

"Why did I think you hated me?" I wondered out loud.

He exaggeratedly threw up his hands. He immediately caught the steering wheel again though. "I don't know. I never knew I've got a resting 'I-Loathe-you' face."

I laughed out loud. My whole body feeling warmth at this guy talking to me. "At least you're self-aware now," I teased.

"I feel like you're going to be so much trouble," Natsu said, sighing loudly.

I glared playfully. "Why?"

"You've dodged my question again. Wanna date?"

I couldn't control the grin forming on my face. "I'd love to."

Natsu smiled too, and his toothy grin made me feel butterflies. His jawline looked so good in this angle. "Better write my number real quick then. I'm occupied as you can see."

I slowly took out my phone, rolling my eyes. "The guy should ask for the girl's number," I muttered under my breath.

Suddenly I felt a finger on my forehead pushing me into the seat. "You've gotta stop with the stereotypes, babe."

Then he recited his phone number, my fingers desperately trying to keep up. I looked up from my phone, noticing we have already arrived at the dorms.

I quickly send him a text so he had my phone number. "Thank you for the ride," I said hastily and quickly left the car.

A second later I heard his footsteps behind me. I looked over my shoulder, raising my eyebrow.

"Gotta be a gentleman and walk you to your door, right?" He gave a cocky grin, and if my parents saw him, they'd describe him as everything but a gentleman. My face softened at his remark.

Eventually I arrived at the door, grabbing my keys and opened said door.

I walked in, not minding Natsu going in too. "You need to take a breath. I didn't murder your cat. I asked you out."

"Sorry," I said and took a deep breath. I stilled my movements before calming down. I've never had this kind of guy interested in me.

I looked at Natsu standing at the entrance, his hands in his pockets. "You know you don't have to if you don't want to, right?"

I nodded slightly. I walked up to him and put my arms around his neck. "I know," I said before giving him a peck on the lips.

He smirked. "Already skipping the no-kissing-till-third-date rule?"

"Already broken it before you asked me out."

He smiled widely. "I like you. You're so hot. And that skirt man." He put his arms around my waist, pulling me closer.

I threw back my head and laughed. "Why don't you come in?" I said suggestively.

He looked to the side, his tongue poking at his cheek before shaking his head. Ugh, that was so hot.

"As if you'd let me."

I trailed my finger from his neck down to his abdomen, enjoying the shiver I drawled out of him. "Maybe I would. Remember, you don't know me."

He grabbed my hand, gripping it tightly. He used it to pull my face closer to his. I felt his breath fanning over my face. "As much as I'd like to, I have an early meeting tomorrow."

"With who? Your other booth call?"

He smiled, tilting his head. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He gave my whole body a once-over again. "But honestly Luce, you're the hottest girl I've ever met. I am definitely not fantasizing about someone else right now."

"So this attraction you feel is just straight up superficial?" I asked plainly, putting my face in an "I'm bored of this already" way.

I thought he would be shocked and apologize and prove me wrong, but this guy man. I don't know if I like his cockiness or not.

"Depends," he answered, pulling me flush against him. "If you just want it to be surface-level, I'm in. If by any chance you want more, I'm game baby."

This guy is such a 'go with the flow' type of guy.

I grinned, liking his assertiveness and straight answers. And after everything I've been through in my life, I need someone who's so easy to understand.

"Take me on a date," I said, standing on my toes to give him another peck. "I love to see where this is going."

He surprised me by a tight hug. "You would not be disappointed."

He kissed me goodbye and closed the door, leaving me staring at it stupidly. What just happened today?

I haven't smiled this hard in weeks. Gosh this day went from boring to one of the best moments that happened this year. And I'm so excited to find out what Natsu's place would be in my life.

I realized I'm still wearing his hoodie. My cheeks flushed. Don't tell me that's the reason why he said I was the hottest person he has ever known.

I facetimed him, waiting to see if he'd answer.

"Already miss me?" he asked the moment he answered my call. He was just putting on his seatbelt.

I stretched out my arm, making sure the camera captures my whole upper body. "Thank you for lending me your hoodie. But because we're basically girlfriend and boyfriend already, I'm keeping it. Thank you."

His whole body shook with laughter as he caught my eye. His eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Keep it—"

"It looks better on you anyways?" I finished with quotation marks, rolling my eyes.

"I was gonna say 'I have enough of those hoodies already, don't worry about it', but okay," Natsu said and grinned.

"Drive safely," I said and made kissing faces and noises.

"See you later hottie," he answered with a wink before the screen went black.

Ugh, this guy. Loveeeee ~