𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 | 𝐦. 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

15

Marlon's POV

I told Tonya she could lay her head on my shoulder if she wanted to sleep, but I don't think she quite understood what I meant cause she was sleepy.

"I said you can sleep on my shoulder," I repeated myself. "If- if you want," I added, stammering over my words. Surprisingly, she didn't question it or seem weirded out, she just nodded.

I took occasional glances at Tonya, watching her struggle to stay awake. She was so cute. I don't know why she wouldn't just listen to me but I'll let her do her own thing.

I reached in my bag in front of me and grabbed my walkman, putting on my earphones and I put in my current favorite song by my brothers and I. It actually made me feel a little tired, too.

I relaxed in my seat, holding the Walkman in my hand for a while until I felt something gently hit my shoulder. I glanced down, and of course it was Tonya. Smiling to myself, I adjust myself in my seat so she's comfortable.

I wonder if she realizes that I'll do anything for her. That night when I told her I loved her as she slept was really the real me, and I think I meant it more than just best friends. It was just something about her just made me always want to be around her.

In this moment, all these feelings came rushing to me at once. The feeling of Tonya asleep on my shoulder made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, the same way I felt when we held hands on the way to my house and when I heard her voice on the phone the night before.

Something I always sort of felt when I was with her, but I just couldn't place wha the feeling was. It was.. adding up now.

The jealousy I felt when Jermaine was trying to get at her, the protectiveness I felt when I walked her home the day she left my house, the happiness and contentment I feel when she smiles or laughs. It wasn't something that friends were supposed to feel, more like what lovers felt for their significant other.

The way I can feel my heart breaking into a million pieces whenever she's upset. The way I want to hold her in my arms forever and keep her safe.

I wasn't sure why I was so oblivious to these growing feelings before, but I guess even such a small gesture like Tonya falling asleep on my shoulder is enough to feel me with love. I'm in love.. with my best friend.. Tonya.

And with her being the last thought on my mind, the soft music and the feeling of her next to me lulled me to sleep, my head resting atop her own.