that kiss

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"you're ignoring me"

"why did you come to the studio when i was making the song?"

"i already answered that, because i wanted to hear you sing"

"okay whatever, could you move? i want to get into my car quickly"

"why quickly?"

"b-" i started to stutter.

"because i need to take my jumper off, i'm really hot"

"why can't you take it off now?"

"marcus, move-" i pushed him out of the way and entered my car.

"can you drop me off at home?" he asked.

"i'm going to the store"

"okay, i could go with you?"

i sighed, unlocking the door as he smiled and made his way across the car.

he eventually got in, making himself comfortable as i avoided eye contact.

"y/n talk to me"

i ignored him again.

"i don't understand you, we become friends, we hook up, we stop talking, we flirt, and then we don't talk anymore, AGAIN"

"marcus." i said, making eye contact as he looked back at me, frustrated.

"imagine your manager quitting, and getting a new manager, imagine losing your whole fucking family, imagine starting a whole fucking career, imagine moving to another country and not knowing what to do with yourself, my emotions are just as confusing as my relationship with you"

i started the car as he stayed quiet, but still looking.

"i really don't trust anyone" i said.

"why not?" i looked at him in disappointment.

"our hookup, i thought you really liked me"

"i did, and i do, i think i'm in love with you y/n" her slowly took her hands off of the wheel.

"you're really fucking confusing me marcus"

"okay y/n, did you think i used you? the time we hooked up"

"yes! you did" i said.

"did i say i did?" i now stayed quiet.

"exactly, if you didn't let me explain myself, we would've been in a positive relationship."

"explain yourself marcus"

"i was just scared that emma and martinus would eventually find out that i fucked you. i stayed quiet about it and didn't wanna seem like i pussied out"

i scoffed, "how would emma find out?"

he stayed silent.

"now youre not answering my question, what a fucking liar!" i scoffed again, as i started to drive

the drive was quiet.

we arrived at the store, and i went in as marcus followed not far behind me.

i went to the foundation section as marcus was behind me on his phone.


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i slowly uncovered my wrist, hoping his phone will distract him enough to not look at my scars.

he didn't say a word luckily, so i think i could've got away.

i held the different shades of foundation to my wrist until i found the most accurate match.

i rolled down my sleeve and walked to the checkout.

i then went to pay for it, once again, marcus following me, this time not on his phone.

i payed and left the store.

i unlocked the door as he got in from the other side.

i got in the car first, closing the door and doing my seatbelt.

i then heard the door open and close from his side as he got in.

"what are you doing?" he said.

"driving home now"

"no, not that"

i looked at him confused.

"what are you doing to yourself?"

my confusion turned into realisation.

fuck, i thought i could get away.

"i- it was Hugo" i said.

"y/n stop fucking lying" he said as i gulped.

"you have to stop doing that to yourself" tears formed until i burst.

"ITS SO FUCKING EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, SO FUCKING EASY, BUR FOR SOMEONE WHO HAS RELAPSED ITS NOT FUCKING EASY" i said.

"just know i care for you"

"you fucking don't, no one fucking does, all that everyone wants from me is fucking music and for me to be happy"

"isn't the happy part a good thing?"

"it's good but not easy"

"why so?"

"because IMD FUCKING STRUGGLING TO STAY ALIVE MARCUS"

i started the engine.

he knew something was up.

"let me drive"

"no"

"let me drive y/n" he said.

i sighed getting out of the car and getting in his seat and him getting in my seat.

he started to drive, but somewhere away from home, up a mountain.

i didn't say a word until we got to a spot.



"we are here" he said.

"this isn't home, i'm not getting out"

he sighed, closing the door behind him as i watched him move around the car to my door.

he opened the door.

"come out" he said.

"i'm driving home"

"you don't know where we are, so just please give in and let me talk to you."

my arms were crossed, i didn't reply again.

he sighed, leaning over and unbuckling me.

he picked me up bridal style and closed the door with my legs as i smiled a bit.

we sat me down near a fireplace and started a fire with a lighter he had.

he sat close next to me, realising i was cold, i felt his warmth and immediately got better.

"y/n, the reason i was scared that emma would find out is because she finds out almost everything, and i didn't want to ruin a relationship not only with her but with you, but i unfortunately did and words cannot explain how much i've missed you for the past 5 months and how worried i am for you now, please accept my apology, i want to rekindle our friendship, because we can't really avoid each other now, we have the same manager"

i looked at him, he had been looking at me already.

"i missed you a lot" is all i said, making him smile.

"something is holding me back"

"what is it?"

"that kiss you had with daisy"

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