Fake Dated - Marcel Styles Fanfic

Chapter 29

Tiana's POV

"Tiana?" Marcel whispered, slowly waking me up. "Heyy, it's time to wake uup. I brought you breakfast." he said as I rubbed my eyes and sat up on the bed.

When my vision finally became clear, there I saw Marcel sitting on the bed smiling, looking handsome as ever even with his morning face.

"Good morning," he said, smiling.

"Good morning," I replied as he smiled back and planted a soft morning kiss on my lips.

"Come on now, I prepared breakfast." he said as I bit my lower lip and stood up.

Marcel then led me outside to the veranda where he prepared breakfast on the round table with two chairs. He pulled out a chair for me to sit and when I saw what was on the table, there he prepared fried eggs, sausages, white and black pudding, bacon, mushrooms, baked beans, hash browns, toast, half a tomato and two cups of creamy jasmine tea. Typical British breakfast meal.

"Wow, you cooked all of this?" I said as Marcel smiled and sat down.

"Yes I did." he replied.

"But why so many?" I asked.

"I just thought that you'd have missed eating British meals after your 3-day trip to Toronto." he said, grinning as I chuckled.

"Thanks, love." I said which made him smile, showing off his adorable dimples as we started eating.

After 30 minutes of eating and talking, we then took a shower one by one to get prepared to go home. Since it was a warm day, I decided to wear my white sleeveless crop top that falls above my belly button, light floral pink shorts and flipflops. When Marcel finally came out of the bedroom after changing, there he wore a simple attire: white tee, black khakis, white shoes and a grey beanie.

"Wow, you look casual," I said as he smirked.

"And so do you." he replied, sticking his tongue out as I laughed and headed towards the car.

While we were riding the car, I turned on the radio and "Beautiful Soul" by Jesse McCartney played up which made me hum-- which also made Marcel chuckle.

"What?" I said, furrowing my eyebrows as Marcel smirked.

"You really like Jesse McCartney, huh?" he said as I smirked and nodded.

"Yeah, I'd marry him if I had the chance." I teased as Marcel gave me a glare and pouted which made me laugh.

 After a few moments, Marcel then turned off the radio.

"Hey! Why did you do that??" I exclaimed, crossing my arms.

"I was getting jealous." Marcel said pouting and then turned on his phone, connecting the cord to the radio and played the song he sang back when he asked me to be his girl friend. "Listen to this instead."