Shady's Forbidden Love

We're Getting Closer

Marshall's POV

I watch Y/n sleeping, breathing slowly, in and out. I can't help but notice that it's freezing cold and she doesn't look warm enough. I go over to the corner of the bed and grab the white sheets folded next to her body. I spread it out and gently  lay it over her body so she doesn't wake up.

She's sleeping so peacefully. I reach my hand over to her and in doing so, I realize I'm about to lay my hand on her head and stroke her hair softly. I stop my hand mid way and just continue watching her.

I watch her, wishing she was awake so we could talk in the middle of the night. I really want to get to know her, but not get attached. She's interesting, but I'm delusional if I actually think I'm gonna develop feelings or try something on her.
I should probably get to bed. I'm really tired myself. I haven't had sleep ever since I went to look for Y/n. It's 4:30 am, but I need as much sleep as possible.

Y/n's POV 

I open my eyes and see myself in the same room I was in last night. Did I fall sleep?? I try to puzzle all my memory back together.

Marshall went to get clothes for me in his daughter's room.

I went into the guest room and watched some TV.

I remember being really exhausted, so I guess I fell asleep.
....and why didn't Marshall wake me up?
I thought he was going to drive me back over to my house.

I get out of bed and look at the mirror on the wall. I pet my hair down, to get rid of any frizz to neat it out a bit. I don't really care to fix anymore of my appearance. I look decent so it shouldn't matter.

I walk out of the room. I look for Marshall's room, but I can't tell which one it is. There are 4 other bedrooms in this house. Why does he have so many rooms? It's just himself and his one daughter that lives here, right?
I'll just go downstairs and see if he's there. As I get downstairs, I see Marshall looking through the fridge.

He's also in gray sweatpants, like I am. I'm guessing he has a lot of pairs. He's in a white tank. I notice his arms.

I didn't realize he had so many tattoos. They're amazing. His tattoos fit him so well. Every detail. I could tell they each tell a story. His arms are muscular. They're really appealing and hard not to look at. You could see his abs through his shirt. Man, it's gonna be hard not to stare.

Morning, Marshall.

Hey, sleepy head! You're finally awake. How was your sleep?

I laugh at the sleepy head comment.

It was great, actually. Hey, Marshall, why didn't you wake me up when you saw me sleeping?

I didn't want to bother or wake you. You looked so peaceful. I figured, if she's going to her house to sleep since it's super late at night, she's asleep here so why not just stay here?

Well, are you gonna drop me off today? Right now?

What's the rush? I'll make you breakfast.

What are you gonna do? Microwave a frozen omelet you bought at the store?

Um, no. I can cook some things. Like egg, and I could fry bacon for your information.