You know when you're in high school, you define yourself. You're either a Jock, popular person, or the school clown. The typical labels for a High School, for me, I'm just that person that likes to read in the corner of school with a few friends and listen to my music. Today, I was doing the same as always, read under the stair case. It's a nice area to be, not a lot of people come here unless they use the side door to leave. Other than that, it's very quiet. As I had my book placed on my lap, I opened my bag to find my headphones, I stuck my hand in the familiar spot where I always keep them, but once having a small panic attack, I realized I left them at home on my desk.

"Why me?"

I sigh and forget about my headphones all together. I open my book and begin to read. Around me was quiet, only a few voices were heard down the hall, but it didn't bother me much. Some time later I heard this noise, it sounded like a person whining or begging for something. What the heck? I got up from my spot to look down the hall, but I didn't see anything. "I must be hearing things." I sit back down and read the page over again, but once again I hear the same thing this time only louder. "I'm Sorry!!" I look behind me where the side doors are, "Inside? What are people doing in there?" I leave my book on the bench, place my ear to the door to see if I hear who could possible be in there.

"I won't do it again I swear. Just please man, don't hit me again."

Is a fight going on? I hope no one is hurt. Maybe I should go in. I gently turn the handle, just enough so it's not heard. Inside, I hid behind the wall and peek my head around the corner. What I see take me back a little. Two guys, one towering over the other who sits on the floor looking scared out of his mind. I couldn't see if his face was bloody or what, but I did hear the terror in his voice. "P-Please, I promise I wont do it again."

"Just get out of here."

The second he heard he was able to leave he ran as fast as his legs would take him, he didn't see me at all, but I saw a glimpse of his face. It looked swollen and some blood was dry on his face. I turn back to see the only person left behind, but instead I see something black in my view. I glance up to see him peering down on me, his face was set in angry scowl. "What are you doing here?"

I wanted to say something, but my voice was stuck in my throat. I slowly stood up but kept my head down the whole time. As I looked at my feet, I saw his right hand bruised and cut open, his blood was so red, it looked pretty in its own way. "Did you hear me. What are you doing in here?"

"You're hand. It will get infected if you don't clean it right."

He must have gotten annoyed by me not giving him an answer, because the next thing I hear is his hurt hand slam against the wall near my head. Now I was almost cornered by him, I still didn't look at him, but at some point I wanted to know who I was talking to. "You're getting on my nervous girl. I'll ask one more time, What are you doing in here?" I heated the tone in his voice when he spoke, it was so cold and almost deadly, but what's the worse that can happen. He wouldn't hit a girl.

"What are you doing in here that's the better question. Also, what did you that guy do to you that required you to beat him up." Now I had the nerve to look him in the eye, I saw just how dark his eyes really were, black with almost a tint of red at the center.  I knew who this was now, this was the schools bully or devil as I heard it said before. Now I felt just a little scared, but I also felt safe in my own weird way right now. I think he saw the tiny thing of fear on my face because he moved away from me. "Just get out of here and stay away from me alright."

"But, your hand."

"Just leave already and stay away from me."

I did as I was told and got out of there. I really didn't want to, I wanted to help him or maybe find out what that guy did, but I was just like everyone else in school. Scared of the guy labeled the devil. "I'm a horrible person."

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The week following that encounter with him, I found myself looking for him, looking for any sigh of him. I didn't like how I left things, I fell victims to judging him to quickly. Where is he? I didn't pay much attention on where I was walking, I hit my foot on something which cause me to trip and almost hit the floor, but I felt something grab my waist. "You're like an accident waiting to happen huh." I heard that voice I've been looking for, I look over to see him just giving me a neutral expression before helping me. "I'm sorry, it was my fault for not looking." He just glares at me before walking again, but I didn't want him to leave, not now at least."

"Wait." I grab the back of his shirt with closed eyes, what am I doing? I'm stepping over some line. "I-I'm sorry about last time. I didn't mean to just leave you thinking I'm scared of you or anything." I felt the shirt leave my hand then him turning around. His expression was the same, but his eyes looked softer, it was calming to look at. I smiled at him knowing he accepted my apology.

"Hey, why don't you eat lunch with me today. My treat."

"That's not a good idea, remember I told you to say away from me."

"Well I don't really listen to people when they want me todo something, plus I want to get to know you. Please just one lunch and if you hate it, then we can go our own ways."

He looked unsure on what I was asking, but I grabbed his none injured hand and gave it a squeeze. "One lunch wont hurt you right?" I heard him sigh and scratch his head. "Fine, but one lunch." I felt my whole face light up from his answer, I ran to his chest and hugged him, I was just to overwhelmed on this, but I came back to reality when I felt him stiff up from this. I stepped back and felt my happy expression disappear from this. "I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to do that." His eyes went back to that cold look again when he walked by me, he didn't say anything, just left.

Zeref's POV:

I had to make sure she didn't see where I was going, I just needed to be alone, like always. It needed to stay that way, not just for myself but I didn't want people to get hurt from my outburst. Friends in the past have become fearful of me, even after I said I was sorry they kept there distance. Now someone is trying to come into a wall that took me years to build up and I'm not sure what todo. The scary thing is, how easily she's breaking down the walls I've built, I've seen her before always doing the same things, sitting and reading. Sometimes after I threaten someone or even hurt them, I manage to find her laughing and smiling with her friends. Her smile was something else, it made me feel calm and almost human in a way.

"Damnit, I can't let her in, but I want her near me. I want her to make me feel like I'm more than just some monster, I want to feel like I'm human." I slump to the floor and prop my knee up, setting my arm on top. I looked over to my hand to see how the healing is coming along. Normally when I look at my hand, I just remember the fear of the face it touched, but this time, I remember not that guys fear, but I her voice sounding worried about my well being. Sadly, I had to go an ruin it by scaring her and telling her to leave me alone. "What the hell is wrong with me. I should learn by now that demons like me can't have angels like her."

Mavis's POV:

It was lunch time now and I was sitting in my normal spot, I didn't take my book out or even listen to my music. I just sat and waited to see if he'd show up. What was I thinking about hugging him. He hardly knows me, but I couldn't help it. I just needed to hug him, to hear his heart beat in my ear. I sigh as I bring my knees up to my chest."What are you doing?" I looked up, thinking it was him, but instead I see that guy from before, the one that ran past me last week. "What do you mean?" He comes to my eye level, making me feel a little uncomfortable for my liking. "You really should stay away from that guy, he's dangerous, he could hurt you if you get to close."

"I really don't think he'd ever do that."

"Oh yeah? You hardly know him. He could be that type of guy that likes to control stupid girls like you."

Stupid? He's the stupid one. I felt my heart in my throat, I didn't want to cry, but it wouldn't be sad tears, it would be ones out of frustration. I couldn't believe what he's saying about him and myself. "Why do you care so much, this is between him and I." He leans in and grips my shoulders, I wince from the pressure he was putting on them. "Look, I'm just doing this for your own safety, just stay away from him." With each word he spoke, he gripped tighter and tighter. "Let go of me!"

"Is there a problem here."

We both stopped out actions when we heard that tone. I saw a hand clench the hair of the man in front of me. His grip on me loosen, my shoulders hurt like crazy. "Looks like I need to remind you that it's not polite to touch what doesn't belong to you." I head a hiss of pain come from the man in front of me when his hair got pulled more. "You need to leave this girl alone."

"I can't do that, you see, I've claimed her to be mine, if she excepts that is."

Those dark eyes look into my own and I felt my heart beat like crazy, I wanted that more than anything. Even thought I hardly knew him and the fact that I've only heard bad things about him, doesn't change the fact that the first day I saw him I wanted him to be mine and mine alone.

"I except."

I saw this devilish smirk sweep across his lips, it was the sexiest thing I ever saw from him. "You see, now either leave on your own free will or I'll force you to leave." The man, looked at him than back at me. "Fine, be crazy. I'm sorry I tried to help." He yanks his hair out of his grip and runs down the hall. "I'm sorry you saw that, I didn't want you to ever see that." He turned his head towards me and at that moment I caught him by surprise by kissing him. It was warm just like I thought it would be, and soft too. When we were done I snuggled into his neck and hugged him tightly, I felt his arms wrap around me, in a protecting manner.

"It's alright, don't worry. We'll get past this alright."

He buried his face in my hair, inhaling. It sent a shiver down my spine."Help me get better please."

"Of course I will, that's what girlfriends are for silly. I'll always help you no matter what.

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Look I'm not dead. I'm really happy I wrote this and I think the picture i used is miss leading, but I like it. Also it was my birthday two days ago and I didn't have time to finish this. Anyway, hoped you liked it :)