GRAY'S POV

My hands clench the steering wheel as I drive down the road from my house. I couldn't stop looking at Juvia. Her face was apple red and she just looked down for minutes at a time, seemingly deep in thought. "Hey, Gray..?" She mutters looking at me. "Yeah?" I say, meaning for her to keep going.

"How long have you liked Lucy?" She asks I have an immediate answer. "Since eighth grade," I answer. She sighs, I look over at her to see she is staring at me through her light blue hair. "It's funny now that Juvia thinks about it... she used to like you." She laughs nervously before she seems to have only just realized what she said and leans back into the car seat.

While she is doing that I swear I have a heart attack. My face was red and my hands were slightly shaking while I held on tightly to the steering wheel. It seems obvious now, the way she would stutter and how red her face would get.

If I couldn't tell if she liked me then could I tell if Juvia likes me now? I shake my head, trying to rid the surprisingly pleasant idea of Juvia being in love with me.

I like Lucy, would I be able to tell if she liked me?

Juvia seems to have caught on to me by my silence, "J-Juvia doesn't like you anymore though, obviously.." She says, snuggling deeper into her black coat. I chuckle at thought of Juvia liking me, she acted the complete opposite. "I didn't think so," I lied blankly.

Why did I feel disappointed? I was confused as I drove a bit faster down the road. Juvia was a friend at most. "Are you okay...?" Juvia asks I shoot her a blank look before nodding. She smiled worriedly at me before looking back to her window.

I sigh and smile to myself, we had a pleasant night, that's all there is to it.

So when I dropped her and she smiled at me, I shook off the star stricken, confused look on her face before she blushed and ran into her house.

End