Chapter 11

We laid in bed in silence for a long time until we eventually fell asleep. when I awoke Marcus' breathing was still deep and even. I moved slowly so I wouldn't wake him. Just as I attempted to climb over him to get out of bed he opened his eyes.

I stared into his grey eyes from above him and then I realized what it probably looked like. A breathtaking smirk spread across his lips as he looked at me. "Well, this is certainly a wonderful way to wake up in the morning." He kissed my neck as he spoke, hugging me tighter and pulling me as close to him as he could.

"I just didn't want to wake you." I tried to steady my breathing as he continued to kiss my neck and jaw.

"Yes, I'm sure that's what it was," he said, winking at me. My face turned bright red as the thought ran through my mind. "You are absolutely adorable." he kissed my cheek and laid me down next to him so he could cuddle me once more.

"You do know that I need to get ready for school, right?"

"Oh, can't you just take one day off? We can spend the whole day together doing whatever you want." It sounded so tempting.

"I can't. I have perfect attendance." I fought my hardest to not give into him just yet.

"Please, Princess, for me?" He pouted.

"Oh fine! Curse you and your charm!" I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Don't let my father hear that. He may take you up on it," he said with a mischievous smile. I fell for him more and more every time he smiled at me.

Eventually, I convinced Marcus that I needed to at least shower before we did anything and he, reluctantly, obliged. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel before heading downstairs to see what smelled so good.

I entered the kitchen to a sight would never get used to; Marcus made breakfast.

"Oh, good! You're just in time to-" he stopped mid sentence as he turned and saw me.

"Don't stare, it's rude." I grabbed a piece of toast and turned to go back upstairs as I smiled at him. When I reached my bedroom, I couldn't fathom what had come over me to do something like that. Just last night we had admitted our feelings and suddenly I was teasing him with things that I figured no boy would ever see, especially from me.

I did my best to push the thought away and deal with it later. I dried myself off and put on panties and a bra so I could look for something to wear.

I walked in front of my mirror and stopped to look at myself. I admired what little figure I had and stared at my expressionless face. I remembered back to when I used to do this to myself everyday. I tried finding something even remotely attractive about myself and I let myself down every time. Before my thoughts could get any darker, I stepped away from the mirror and into my closet. I decided on my regular dark wash skinny jeans, but I had mixed feelings about a top. I wanted to be confident around Marcus and I wanted to be confident with myself. After a short lived argument with myself, I decided on a black fitted crop top with black studs on the front, a top that Jen had bought me.

After I got dressed I went back downstairs to join Marcus for breakfast. When I walked in the kitchen he had his back to me once again. "Are you dressed this time?" He asked with a smirk I could hear in his voice.

"Yes," I laughed.

"Good, now we can-" he stared again at me. "Eat," he finished as he tried his hardest not to stare at me.

"What? Do you not like it? I can change, if you want me to." I felt disappointed that I may have worn something he found unattractive.

"No! I mean, it looks really good on you," he walked over to me and grabbed me by my waist. "I've just never seen you wear something like this. It truly does look amazing on you." He winked at me before kissing me.

I cursed myself inwardly for letting such a small gesture as a wink from him affect me like it had.

Breakfast was filled with jokes and looks revealing more than words could in that moment. After we had finished our food we laid on the couch cuddling with a movie playing in the background. Marcus played with my hair as I laid there with my eyes closed. "Alex." Marcus' voice pulling me back from the verge of falling asleep.

"Hmm?" I hummed, too relaxed to form actual words.

"Is this what you had in mind for us all day? You just want to stay home?"

"If it means you keep playing with my hair, then yes." He laughed at my response.

Then he lifted me up and rolled onto his back so I was laying on top of him with my head on his chest. "You are quite small," He stated with a chuckle.

"Yes I know, I used to get teased for it all the time. Is that going to start back up with you?" I asked, lifting my head to look at him.

"More than likely," he answered with a smirk before placing his hand on my cheek and kissing me.

As we went deeper into our kiss, someone walked through the door. "Well, you seem to be doing just fine without me," a familiar voice rang out.

I looked up to see Jen stating at the two of us. "Why are you here? Last I checked, I didn't say you could come in, so leave." I stayed where I was as I spoke.

"I'm not leaving until we talk about this." She crossed her arms to show her defiance.

"There is absolutely nothing to talk about, Jen." I rolled my eyes. "I said all I needed to say at school. I got tired of you playing with me. Everything boiled up and came out at once, which wasn't how it should have happened, but if it didn't I would have never spoken up for myself. Now, get out of my house."

"So just like that our friendship is over?" Her voice was laced with fake sadness.

"Yes, just like that." Then I heard the door open and shut behind her. "I'm sorry you had to listen to that." I looked back at Marcus.

"It's okay. You need to stand up for yourself. Don't worry about a thing."

"'Cause every little thing is gonna be all right." I sang quietly as I laid my head back down on his chest.

"Where did that come from?" I could hear the smile in his voice as he teased me more.

"It's from a song. You unknowingly quoted one of the lyrics and I finished it." I leaned up to kiss him lightly on his lips again.

"Well, you have a wonderful singing voice," he kissed me back.

Just before noon my stomach began to growl again. Marcus laughed and teased me for my hunger and then picked me up and carried me to the kitchen and sat me down on the counter as he started to cook for me once again.

I watched him as he upgraded the regular grilled cheese sandwich I asked for to one with tomato and turkey. I closed my eyes and inhaled the magnificent scent. I couldn't understand how he made something so simple smell so unimaginably delicious. Once he finished making mine, the smells came back once more as he made one for him.

We were sat at the table enjoying every moment of being together with our exotic grilled cheese sandwiches. "Let's go on a date tonight," he blurted out.