Patient Love - Marco Reus Fanfic

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Note: All characters, names, situations are fictitious 

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"Marco." I said once I arrived his side. He remained quiet, looking at Corentin, but then he looked at me.

"Miss. Laurent, Mr. Bordeaux."He said nodding to Corentin.

"Marco." Corentin answered nodding as well.

"How are you?" I asked him but he ignored me.

"Are you okay Mr. Bordeaux? You look pretty terrible." He said narrowing his eyes. How rude.

Corentin remained silent and tripping he raised his hand.

"I feel better than I look for sure. Thanks for your concern." He said and Marco is narrowing his eyes even more now. I sense tension in the air.

"Okay, aren't we late for the.. breakfast?" I said breaking the silent noise.

"Miss. Laurent I thought it was only you and me-

"It's okay. I am not going Mr. Reusss." Corentin said emphasizing the last letter. Marco moved his head aside.

"Oh my bad. It's just I already made a reservation for two." He said moving his head to the other side.

Whoa, a reservation.

"Of course. I just want you to bring her safe and sound." He said pointing to me with his head. Marco moved his hands back to his back.

"Of course. That won't be a problem Mr. Bordeaux, I am pretty sure she's safe with me." Marco said.

"Great. Then, have fun Lulu." Cor said to me and smiled tenderly.

"Sure, you too. Remember to eat something and take those-

"Advils, I know – Corentin said, looking to Marco – See ya later Lulu." He said and walked away from us, stumbling.

Marco turned to see me and his face lit up, he smiled and extended his arm. I took it and he led me outside the building.

"Good morning Louise."He said while opening the door for me.

"Good morning Marco." I said once he stepped in the car on the pilot's seat.

"He looked pretty worried about you."He said taking the avenue.

"He's always worried about me." I said looking thru the window.

"I see." He simply said, turning on the radio.

"I got trouble with my baby..." The same woman yesterday was singing, is singing now. I moved a little in my seat, he looks at me and I see the fun on his face.

"Do you like this?" He asked pointing to the speakers and I nodded.

"What's her name?" I asked.

"Paloma Faith." He said with a smile on his face. Suddenly he looks younger and prettier.

"I've never heard her before. Yesterday was the first time." I said and he nodded.

"It's Marcel's favorite. Now I like it too." He said shaking his head and I laughed.

"I like it. It's really cool." I said and he nodded.

"It is indeed Miss. Laurent." He said in a deep voice. I feel my knees going week, I thank god that we're in a car and that I am actually sitting.

After a few minutes of listening to Paloma, we arrived a tiny café on the outsides of Berlin. Is very rustic, seems construction made of wood. He parks and opens my door, I stepped out and he extended his hand again. Again!. He wants to hold my hand again, without refusing I take it, his eyes lit up immediately and he has a smile on his face.