We Found Love

Chapter 43

Rihanna's POV

I walked into the living room to see that Whitney, Hailie, and Ashlynn had moved all the furniture to make space for their sleeping bags and pillows in the center of the room.

"Are you guys sleeping in here then?" I asked still trying to fix my hair from Marshall and I's.... Eventful studio session.

"Of course! This is where the big TV is!" Whitney said rolling her eyes like I was supposed to know already.

"Oh that makes sense, what movie are you guys gonna watch?" I asked trying not to be that annoying "mom" that always checks on the kids during their sleepovers, but I was curious.

"I think Mean Girls. Ash hasn't seen it yet." Hailie said as she painted a fresh coat of pink nail polish onto her friends fingers tips.

"You haven't seen Mean Girls?" I asked shocked that she has went this long without watching one of the best sleepover movies of all time.

"Nope! I know weird right?" She said laughing. Ashlynn has seemed to warm up to me a little, which is good. I'm happy she's acting more openly now and can actually talk without tripping over her words.

"Well you girls have fun I'm going to go bother your dad." I said leaving the room making the girls laugh. I wasn't lying, I'm sooo bored and I think going to bug Marshall is the only thing that an keep me entertained.

I walked upstairs and headed to the room Marshall was in. He said he had some paperwork to fill out about the probation with Royce da 5'9" personally I think the work can wait till tomorrow. It's late and I'm in the mood to cuddle.

I walked into his office and saw him lounging back in his chair with the end of a pen pressed firmly against his temple. I could tell he was deep in thought, and I contemplated on whether or not I should interrupt him. However, I broke my cover when I sneezed making his head shoot up to see me standing in the door way.

"Bless you." He said nonchalantly as he scribbled down some words on the paper in front of him.

I figured it wouldn't make much sense to leave now so I walked over and climbed on his desk so I'd have a place to sit.

"Need something?" He asked swallowing harshly at the sight of me sitting with my legs crossed on top of his desk.

"I'm bored again." I said pouting, trying to persuade him to leave the work for tomorrow.

"Already? We just fucked like half an hour ago." He said in disbelief that I was already in mood to have sex again.

"Just because I'm bored doesn't mean I want to have sex." I said rolling my eyes at his assumptions.

"Really? 'Cause it seems like that's what it meant earlier?" Marshall asked with a smirk on his face as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah that was earlier, now it means let's go watch a movie." I said jumping off the tall desk. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up out of his chair.

"Alright let's go watch a movie." He said tossing his pen down onto the hard wooden desk top and walked beside me out of the room.

"You're such a bad influence." He joked as we walked toward our bedroom.

"How am I a bad influence?" I laughed astonished that I could be a bad influence on the infamous "Slim Shady."

"Making me push my important paper work until tomorrow is not something a responsible person would do." He explained as we reached the bedroom. We walked in and I immediately started to strip out of my clothes and into pajamas. I walked over to Marshall's dresser and opened his shirt drawer ready to pick which ever one I wanted. I pulled out a black tshirt from our monster tour with half of my face blue and Marshall's beside it colored in red. I have my own version of this shirt but Marshall's is bigger, plus it smells like him.