《Astraphobia❀|NALU✓》Astraphobia❀
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I dedicate this chapter to:
Lucy❀
Levy and I were sitting in my room, coming up with a scheme for Angel, and her little 'minion's. When Levy and I were plotting, of course...a thunder storm came in. I started freaking out, and it became a chain reaction from there. I covered my ears, tears already cascading down my pale cheeks.
"Lucy?" Levy grew worried, watching me horrified.
"L-levy..." I sobbed, covering my ears.
"I-I need e-earmuffs," Levy got to her feet, running down to the closet.
"Meow," Plue came over, and plopped himself in my lap.
Levy came up moments later, no earmuffs. She looked around my room, looking for any sign of help. Her eyes eventually went to my phone. She grabbed my phone, dialing someone's number. Her hands shook, and she hung the phone up, repeating the same process.
"Okay," Levy looked around. Her black leather jacket whipped around the room.
I was a sobbing mess. I cried, and I shook. Levy held me in her arms, the phone near-by her.
My phone started vibrating, and my ringtone started to go off, making Levy jump for my cell phone.
"Hello?" She asked into the phone.
"Hi."
"Natsu, it's Levy... things aren't going well. We're at the Heartfilia Estate. Get the gang here."
She put my phone down, and smiled softly. "Everyone will be here in a little while."
I shook my head violently. "T-they c-can't. T-the storm." I shook in fear, thinking of all the negative things that could happen to my friends.
"It's alright Lucy," Levy caressed my hair, and within' minutes, we heard a motorcycle approach.
Levy ran down the steps, as I crawled. I sat at the top of the stairs, crying my eyeballs out.
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Levy opened the door, "Come in," I saw two people come in.
"Lucy!" I didn't look up, knowing who it was.
"Lucy, are you okay?" Wendy's small hands made their way around me.
"W-wendy!" I sobbed, hugging her small frame.
"What can we do to help her Levy?" Natsu asked from the bottom of the stairs.
"Well, when the storm started, Lucy was asking for her earmuffs. It makes sense on why she needs them now," Levy started, "The cancel out the noise from the storm."
Natsu bobbed his head in understanding, "Alright,"
Levy and Natsu came up the stairs.
"Come here." Natsu said, opening his arms. I jumped into his arms.
"It's all going to be okay," He rubbed my back gently.
"When's metal face getting here?" Levy questioned.
"He should be here soon, he just needed to run some errands." Levy nodded her head in understanding.
"I have an idea!" All of our eyes went to the small girl.
"What is it?" I asked quietly.
"We can watch a movie! Do you have a movie theater?" I nodded, watching as the girl made her way into my room.
"Where are your movies?" I pointed to my bookshelf. She pulled one out.
'Jurassic Park'
My eyes scanned over the DVD case. Then the doorbell rang, causing Plue to come out from hiding.
"P-plue, this is Natsu, and this is Wendy."
"We came as soon as we heard you were in trouble," I saw all of my friends come to the door. I was still in Natsu's arms, and I wasn't planning on moving.
"Thank you all so much,"
"So what's wrong with ya' Bunny girl?" Gajeel looked to me sadly.
"I-I have a case of something called Astraphobia,"
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