A/N: This chapter is more of a filler chapter, but it'll be important to the story! Anyways, hope you enjoy ☺️
- 🤎Sadé's POV:
— Sunday, October 30th
I woke up today around 1 in the afternoon, feeling absolutely terrible. I had been laying in bed all day because I had a stomach ache, my head was pounding, and I had partially lost my voice from partying last night. I didn't even go that hard. In fact, I didn't go hard at all. I only had five drinks, but Marshall apparently told me that I wasn't supposed to mix light and dark liquors. Which in my defense, I had no clue you weren't supposed to do. Something about it making your hangover worse, which I was definitely feeling.
So Marshall had been taking care of me all day, and watching over me in the bedroom. As I laid in bed, he would either be lying next to me as we watched movies or was writing lyrics in his notebook. However, he had just gone downstairs to get me something that he said would help me stop feeling like crap. When he walked back into the room he had a bag of takeout with him along with a convenience store bag.
"Where'd you I get all that from?" I struggle to say to him confused.
"I made one of the security go out and buy some stuff for you. Look:" he said sitting on the bed as he started taking things out the bag.
"We have some Tylenol for your head and stomach. Some warm tea from Starbucks for your lost voice. I think they call it the medicine ball or something - Hailie & Alaina always gets it for me when I'm feeling sick. We got some bottles of water, some snacks, a fruit salad, and some breakfast even though it's like 2pm." He showed me, placing everything around me.
"Why breakfast?"
"Because you need to eat something and it'll help with your stomach ache. It's just law to eat breakfast whenever you're hungover. I don't know why though, honestly. It just taste better. Or at least it did for me when I used to get messed up." He shrugged, looking me in the eyes.
"Thank you." I hugged him, thankful for his actions.
— A Little While Later
It was starting to get dark out, and Marshall was laid on the bed while I laid up under him. I was feeling a lot better, but didn't want to move or do anything today so I snuggled up to him while we were watching the movie "Superbad", his favorite movie. We were laughing at the scenes when Marshall pulled me closer to him and spoke in my ear.
"Baby, we need to talk about something." He looked down at me.
"About what?" I met his gaze, waiting for him to continue.
"About the upcoming holiday season. We need to discuss how we're going to do it. We're spending it together right?" He started.
"Mhmm." I confirmed.
I wasn't expecting us to have this conversation actually because I just hadn't thought about it. At least, not yet. I felt my anxiety increase, not knowing what turn it would take.
"Well then we need to talk about this. You know we're in a long distance relationship, Sae. Even though we're not that far from each other, we still live in two different states and cities. You live in Chicago, Illinois and I live in Detroit, Michigan..." He frowned.
"I know... I'm really going to miss you when I leave to go back home." I looked away from him, feeling a wave of sadness rush over me.
"Me too, baby. Me too. But we can see each other again in a few weeks for the holidays. We have thanksgiving coming up, Christmas, and New Years within the next two months. We just need to decide how we're going to do this, with both of our families and all." He rubbed my arm comfortably.
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