AGAIN AND AGAIN // marcus abbott

chapter 14: blurry

day 476

i wake up to see regan and marcus exiting the tank. regan looks mad, and marcus looks confused. i catch marcus' eye and he walks towards me. he grabs my arm and pulls me into the tank. i help him into the tank and follow him in. i shut the door as marcus starts the timer. "what was that all about?" i asked. "regan wants to go out and find the radio station that's playing the music," marcus answered. "alone," he added. i open my mouth wide open and say, "alone? why would she do that? that's crazy." marcus nods his head in agreement and grabs hold of my hand. "i don't kn-," i stop him.

"what are we?" i questioned. "everything's blurry, one minute you're holding my hand and kissing my forehead and the other you're treating me like i'm just your sister," i said. "what do you think we are?" marcus asked, putting emphasis on the "you". "i don't know. you've been my best friend since day one. i want something more but i feel like you're sending mixed signals about what you think of me," i say. "let me tell you this y/n, ever since the start of this whole think i thought of you as more than a friend. all this time i've spent with you made me realize who you really are. you're one of the most kind and compassionate person i know. you are courageous and you don't let anything stop you from what you want to do. you've been with me through everything, like that one time in fourth grade when matthew hower was being mean to me and you stood up for me. or when you were there for mom when she had the new baby. you were even there when dad died. i don't know what i would ever do without you y/n. i know this is corny and all but i don't want to be friends anymore," marcus says. i look down at the bottom of the tank and think. it takes me a little to process this, after all my lifelong friend just told me he liked me. i like him back of course, but i just can't seem to wrap my head around it. i can feel marcus' eyes burn through the top of my head. i look up to face marcus staring at me with a confused and disappointed look. i grab his hand and kiss him on the cheek. "i would love that," i responded. i lay down, and marcus follows. marcus sighs in relief as he lays down. we both lay down to face the ceiling of the tank. "i really thought you were gonna say something totally different, and that would've been awkward, marcus says while laughing. "you know i used to have a crush on you in second grade right?" i questioned. "i had no idea," marcus replied.

marcus and i were listening to our teacher during math hour. at least we were supposed to. marcus was focusing intently on the lesson while i was doodling in my math notebook. i looked up from my notebook and looked at marcus. he was my best friend at the time and he was my favorite person. of course i had a crush on him. he was the only guy i had ever talked to. in my notebook i started doing the compatibility test with marcus and i. the compatibility test would add up the letters somehow and give you a percentage. i calculated our percentage and got 99%. i thought it was meant to be. i started staring at marcus unknowingly, and then he caught me staring at him and i looked away.

          "i thought i was so obvious," i said. "well not obvious enough for second grade me to notice," marcus laughed. i turned towards marcus and face him. i admire his face, and realize how much he's matured. not only mentally, but also physically. in fifth grade i remember being a couple inches taller than him, he had such a baby face too. now he's a few inches taller than me, and his face has matured. his hair has gotten curlier and his arms and legs have grown less stick-like. "you are one pretty boy," i state. he turns to look at me and says, "and you are one pretty girl." the timer goes off and we get up. he pecks me on the lips and then i open the door. i get out first and then help marcus out of the tank. everyone else is sleeping so i help marcus into his bed. i kiss his forehead before signing, "i don't know what i would do without you too." i sit back down into my chair next to his bed. we smile as marcus grabs my hand and tightens his grip. i don't ever want to let go.

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a/n
I KNOW THIS WAS CORNY AND CRINGY. but it had to be done for the development of the relationship. after i finish this fanfic i'm going to edit it to add more marcus and y/n relationship content so there's more to work off of :))