Tom x Marcy

Cute... [Chapter 4]

We were planning to meet up since it was her second last week in England, and we were going to meet up again in her last week here. We discussed the time and the same location as last time which i mighty wished to not have the same one hour bus ride with the exact same thoughts that came over me before. Nothing to distract me from thinking was the most pain of it really, but nevertheless i'd still go. Marcy was my friend and I'll always be up to hangout with her. After we talked about the time and date and such she said she was going to sleep which was reasonable. It was fairly late for her, and me too to be honest

I went off discord and laid in bed for a few minutes looking up at my concrete ceiling just thinking if I would get those same butterflies. Maybe even a bit red too, and anxious? But all the thoughts soon went away as my eyelids got heavier and heavier and then I dozed off to sleep. Last thought in my head was that. 'we were meeting up tomorrow. Act natural' and weird enough, i didn't have any sort of dream that night. Just slept and when i woke up i realised it

My head wasn't the type to make crazy or amazing dreams or anything but normal ones as it should, but it didn't. I just went on as usual. I've been ignoring a lot of the thoughts in my head recently and this in comparison to the others wasn't worth it. I got dressed with quite baggy clothing and checked my phone. I went in and talked about a few of the discords i'm in. when it was about time to go i texted Marcy that i was heading on the bus and probably wouldn't be responding since id just be vibing and listening to music.

She wasn't online so i expected no response and no response i got. By the time I made it there I saw her standing under a pretty big tree, it had so many pure bright green leaves on it. Big and small branches all connecting perfectly, it was nice. She looked so pretty, she was wearing light blue jeans, a pink shirt and a pinky-blue plaid cardigan. I shouted,'short idiot' and she turned around to look at me rather fast. When I made it over to her I was laughing at her through my pants cause i ran over. She replied to 'short idiot' without realising and when i said it. She kinda went into baby rage mode denying it but I was too busy almost losing my air supplies to laughing at her. We just hung around that tree for the most part

She made me smile a lot that day, when she was showing me this apparently cool picture on her phone I accidentally made contact to her hand for at least a minute without realising. But when we both did she stepped and looked away as we were both red. My heart was racing, it was a kind of cool feeling. Even though my face was still pretty red I looked at her and just smiled it off. That made her smirk slightly with a look of pure euphoria and disbelief because of me pushing aside what happened and the butterflies in my stomach started up again. I wouldn't discard it this time, I knew what I was feeling and why I was feeling the way I was. I just did want to admit

After that I went to go buy biscuits from a nearby store, chocolate chip because everyone surely likes them. I was trying to not take that long as I didn't want to leave Marcy alone for too long. It was turning too dark too fast, and with her gremlin height she could easily just be tooketh. When I finished paying for the biscuits I saw Marcy taking pictures of herself under a street light, I guess the lighting was good and it was a good moment. I quietly came up to not interrupt anything and suddenly photo-bombed her selfie. She got scared cause she didn't expect me to do that

She didn't even see me at all to be honest, when she looked back on the picture she started saying, "at least I still look cute as fuckkk" and without realising I nodded and agreed "yeah true, you do". I instantly came back into life and regretted what I said. She noticed but she didn't question it much, "thanks, your eh. Kinda cute too". Yeah she was definitely cute in her odd and stinky way of course. The day went by really fast and by the time i knew it I was hugging her and waving bye at the bus stop sign. Its was pretty dark and yet again Marcy turned around under the glowing streetlight to give me a slight smile and wave goodbye. I waved back this time and felt myself swooning over the events that occurred for the whole day

I would see her the next week, the last week of her stay. "Me and Marcy.. eh?" Is what I mostly thought of on my way back, but now that I knew what my feelings were straight on. I wasn't worrying the whole bus ride home. I felt a connection to her, but not a normal one. She made me feel joy and laugh a lot, gave me butterflies and made my cheeks hurt from smiling from ear to ear. She was cool and swag, I liked her.

That's it, I liked her. And I wanted to tell her on the last day in England, cause why not :)