The YouTubers (A Marcus Butler FanFic)

39- IN WEST PHILADELPHIA!?!

A/N WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT THIS UPLOADED AND IT DIDNT SO I HAVE TO RE TYPE IT AND RE-REMEMBER WHAT I HAD AGHHHH FUCK YOU WATTPAD!!! -.- I THOUGHT I UPLOADED THIS YESTERDAY AND TURNS OUT IT FUCKING DIDNT NOR DID IT BOTHER TO SAVE... GOD DAMNIT

READ MY AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END.

OKAY ENJOY.

ALSO P.S FIZZY AND BEN ALREADY LEFT BACK TO DALLAS :'c

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Marcus' Pov

Everything was FINALLY falling into place for me. For us? I have a girl I love and I can now call her mine. I guess I always thought I was happy back then, but I guess I wasn't? Because now that I think back, I wasn't very pleased with my life. But now I am. Emily makes me feel these weird things I have never felt with anyone, ANYONE, else. When she giggles or laughs it makes me smile or laugh along with her. When she does the smallest things like kiss my cheek or hold my hand, my stomach explodes like it's the 4th of freakin' July parade. And when we kiss it's like lightening during a horrible storm. But in a good way. Not an I'm gonna die way. (DAN MOMENT HAHAHAHA)

We were at the moment cuddling in the living room watching re runs of the best show ever. Yea that's right. FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR. A new episode was about to start so like we did with all the others we got up and started dancing and signing along to the oh so famous rap.

"IN WEST PHILADELPHIA BORN AND RAISED ON THE PLAYGROUND IS WERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS! CHILLIN OUT MAXIN' AND RELAXIN' ALL COOL AND I WAS SHOOTIN' SOME B-BALL OUT SIDE OF SCHOOL! WHEN A COUPLE OF GUYS THEY WERE UP TO NO GOOD! STARTED MAKING TROUBLE IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD! I GOT IN ONE LITTLE FIGHT AND MY MOM GOT SCARED! SHE SAID YOUR MOVIN' WITH YOURR AUNTIE AND UNCLE IN BEL-AIR!

I WHISTLED FOR A CAB AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR! THE LICENSE PLATE SAID FRESH AND IT HAD DICE IN THE MIRROR! IF ANYTHING I THOUGHT THAT THIS CAB WAS RARE! BUT I THOUGHT NAW FORGET YO HOMES TO BEL-AIR!

I PULLED UP TO THE HOUSE AROUND SEVEN OR EIGHT AND I YELLED TO THE CABY YO HOMES SMELL YOU LATER! LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM I WAS FINALLY THERE TO SIT ON MY THRONE AS THE PRINCE OF BEL-AIR!"

We laughed and sat back down on the couch. I had my legs/feet laid out on the coffee table in front of me, and Emily was laying across the couch on her side. Her head on my lap as I played with her soft hair. She had a small smile on the whole time. Never once did it leave unless it was to laugh at funny scenes.

She suddenly turned herself around to face me.

"I'm hungry" She said pouting and I just chuckled at her cuteness. She glared at me playfully and stood up, dragging me along with her to the kitchen.

"I can't be bothered to cook!" She said flinging her arms around like a maniac, again causing me to laugh.

"Too Nandos!" I said in a particularly low voice as I pointed to the door.

"Okay. Fuck it I will go like this but let me just go get my shoes!" She said beginning to run out of the kitchen, but stopped after I slapped her bum with a cheeky smirk on my lips.

"Why must you always slap my bum when I leave a room?" She asks with a raised eyebrow, but a smile was still there.

"Why not slap your bum when you leave a room?" I said back to her with a wink and a cheeky grin which she rolled her eyes at and crossed her arms sticking out her hip.