Different Worlds ||Zarcel Stalik|| (Zarry Au)✔️

Chapter Twelve

I felt good, I felt really good, and maybe yes I liked Marcel. He wasn't my type actually, but hey not even Rebecca was my type, but we ended up having a baby together. Who was I to deny Marcel a chance.

We remained steady for a bit, I guess we both didn't want to go deeper with the kiss. So, it was alright, 'cause we didn't want anything more, just feeling the flavour of our lips, and felling our cheeck trembling under our hands, that was enough for the moment.

After The first word pronounced by Dahlia, this tender kiss was probably the cutest thing that I had ever witnessed in my whole life.

Suddenly Marcel broke the contact between us and I felt cold again.

"I'm sorry." He said lowering his head. "I'm so sorry, Zayn. I actually feel so ashamed, I don't know why I did it, I guess I just wanted to confort you. I hope you can forget it?"

"Forget it? Are you crazy Marce? How can I forget that it happened?"

"Please."

"No Marce, I can't forget one of the best things that happened to me in a while." I stated.

He raised is head and a timid smile made its way on his face. "So, you aren't mad at me?" He asked with a lot of hope in his voice.

"No." I shook my head. "How can I? I needed it Marcel. Thank you."

I got up from the chair and I hugged him.

We released each other and I started to say "Okay Marce, maybe I like you, but you have to give me some time to figure everything out, 'cause yeah there are still a lot of things you don't know about me."

"Don't worry, I'll be patient with you, I understand that you need time."

"Thank you." And I was really grateful

"Anyway, would you like to stay here for lunch? I can take you home later." He proposed.

"I don't know. You know I don't decide anything here, we'll have to ask Princess Dahlia." I joke.

"Let me do it." He said laughing. He went in the living room and I followed him.

"Dahlia, my princess," he said bowing down in front of her. "Me and your dad there would like to invite you for a delicious lunch in this incredibly beautiful castle, would you be so gentle to accept?"

She chuckled and blushed terribly when he kissed lighlty her hand.

She thought over it as always, while I watched the scene amused leaning on the kitchen door.

"Mmh" she hummed. "Think that for today i say yes, but just because I like your eyes." She said to Marcel who laughed and picked her up.

"Yeah, she is quite a sassy one." I said following the pair into the kitchen.

"I noticed." He agreed. "What would you like to eat, princess?"

"Macaroni cheese!" She said without thinking twice about it. It was indeed her favourite plate. Don't ask me why but I had to cook her that at least three times a week.

"Okay, so Chef Marcel will cook a special Macaroni Cheese for princess Dahlia." He continued to play their little game. I was glad that Dahlia liked him probably more than I liked him.

"Yay, see dada, Marcy is more fun than you!" Dahlia squealed.

"What?" I asked offended "You prefer Marcel to me?"

"Of course dada."

"Oh yeah?" I said going towards her and starting to tickle her.

She started laughing really hard and screaming "Stop Dada, stop!"

"You still think Marcel is the best one?" I asked continuing to tickle her.

"No, dada is, is the best one!" She screamed in between the laughs.

"Will you two please stop it? The chef has finished cooking and the delicious meal is served." Marcel said putting three hot dishes on the table.

So I patted Dahlia's head and I sat in front of Marcel.

"So Marcel, I noticed that this house is really nice, but yeah, a little bit too bare. Did you move here recently?" I asked out of pure curiosity.

"Oh, actually yeah it's only two months that I live here. Since I'm university as soon as I finish schooln, I need a calm place to study. At dad's house I shared a room with my sister and there were always people visiting, so yeah I convinced my father that it was time for me to move out. It feels a bit lonely sometimes, but yeah, it's nice." He rambled out.

"I see. I'm just surprised your father let you actually move out. What, he understood that you are not a baby anymore and that you can make your own decisions?" I teased.

"Zayn please, you know I don't want to talk about my father." He said.

"I know that, but I want to talk about your father." I insisted.

"Zayn please." He pleaded desperately.

"Okay, okay I'm sorry, I really am, it's just that ... alright we'll talk about that another time." I said.

"Thank you, Zay." He said thankfully.

Okay I regretted talking about his father because it was uncalled for, but I still didn't approve his behaviour with Marcel. I know it was a sensitive subject for him, but I had get him to talk about it.

"Dada?" Dahlia called for me.

"Yeah honey?"

" We go home? 'Mtired, super tired."

"Sure princess, finish your meal and our lovely Marcel will take us home." I reassured her and she did as I said.

When we finished eating, I helped Marcel tidy the kitchen, then we all headed outside Marcel's house where he had his car.

He took us home, which was actually not so far from his.

"Thank you so much for today, Marcel" I said as soon as we got in front of my home.

"No problem, anyday." He said and I kissed his cheek and he blushed like crazy.

"I kiss Marcel, too." Dahlia squeled climbing on the seat and kissing Marcel's cheek who had a big smile plastered on is big face.

"Here, let me take her" I said fondly and Marcel nodded letting me take my daughter into my arms.

SOO HERE YOU HAVE CHAPTER TWELVE.

As I promised I updated sooner.

Anyway this chapter is of 1009 words and it is like a lot for me, so I hope you like it!

-ale