Oh, Marcel!

Lost In Her Own World

~Marcel~

Her head was on my chest, I played with her hair. The long blond locks, silkly flowing through my fingers.She sighed and slept on.

I really did like her. I really did want to be with her. And hey,maybe I even loved her too.

I just didn't know how to tell Ember that. There was no way that I would just blurt that out like she did. She's so brave and I'm not. Althought I have been getting a lot better. Look at me right now, laying on the couch in the dark with a girl cuddled close.

A few months ago, I would have only imagined this in my dreams. I closed my eyes and started to drift away.

The front door suddenly bursts open, a girls giggle pierces the quiet sending Ember flying off me.

"What the?" I say and place my hand on Ember's back to calm her down. She shrunk back into me as the lights were flippedon revealing Harry and Emily.

"Oh shit!" Harry murmers as he untangles himself from Emily. Her cheeks are flushed. "I'm sorry. I totally forgot that you guys were home. I thought that you would be in your room or something."

He could tell I was pissed off that he ruined the moment for me and he hurried Emily and himself to his room. I shook my head at Ember when she turned to look at me.

"Well did you want to lay down on the bed or stay here?"

"Let's go to your room, I'm cold." She is clearly still dazed from sleep. I get up and wait for her to come, but she just sits there and looks up at me with those blue eyes.

"You want me to carry you don't you?" I ask, a smile sneaking onto my face as she shakes her head.

My hands slip around her body, her hands snake around my neck as I scoop her up into my arms. She puts her head on me as I carry her to the bedroom.

I wonder if Jimmy had ever done this for her.

"You know, Jimmy never did this. I'm glad you do. Thanks Marcel." She says, her voice groggy.

Well that knocks out that question.

"You're welcome, love." I reply and open my bedroom door. I manage to do it without dropping her.

"Love? You've been with Harry too much." She says, a slight laugh escapes her as I lay her down on the bed. Her blond her splayed out on the bed.

She looked like a beauty, a goddess. I crawl into bed next to her after shutting the door. Her breathing is steady, but I can tell she isn't asleep.

It's quiet for awhile, but suddenly we can hear moaning from the other room. At first its soft, then it grows louder. I can hear the bed groaning in Harry's room.

Looks like they got to know each other pretty quick.

I don't think I would ever be able to do that. I need to know the person and actually be in love with them before that.

Ember seems to be ignoring the noise, lost in her own world.

"Marcel?" She croaks.

"Yes?" I roll over and face her. I'm just able to make out the profile of her face.

"Do you love me?"

I gulp.

What do I say?