Don't Love Me, Love Her!

Chapter 20

Paris POV

Marlon seemed different from Emerald's birth. He didn't talk much and kept spacing out.

"Marlon I made lunch" I smiled softly.

"That's nice" his face looked emotionless.

"Are you okay?" I placed my hand on his cheek.

"I'm fine" he smiled weakly.

I glared at him folding my arms.

"That wasn't and a good smile" I shook my head.

"I'm fine" he laughed placing his hands in his pockets.

I looked closely at his eyes.

Was he crying?!

"Marlon!" France hugged him.

"You better not be breaking up with my sis" she glared at him.

"I'm not" he smiled nervously.

I stared at his hands. They seem to be shaking.

"Marlon-"

"Let's go to class" he smiled proudly.

Sigh.....

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I babysat Emerald at my home. I smiled softly as she slept in my arms.

"You look like Marlon so much!" I cuddled her.

"I'll call you Emie for short" I smirked.

"We might be sisters in the future" I tickled her.

"I want a turn" France wined.

"No...." I wined.

"You are making the baby seem older than you guys" Georgia glared at us.

"Paris had Emerald for 10 minutes that's too long!" France glared at me.

"Don't think I also want to hold her" Georgia spoke softly becoming uncomfortable.

"Georgia I thought you hate kids!" France shook her.

"Well she's different" Georgia blushed in embarrassment.

"Awe!" France and I screamed.

"Shut up" she glared at us.

I gave her Emerald. She smiled softly leaving with her out of our sight.

"Hey!" France and I said angrily.

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I realized I stopped wearing eye contacts for a long time as I looked at my glasses.

I heard some girls laughing behind me in my class.

"Hi Paris" one smirked.

"Hi" I sighed.

"Where is Marlon?" she continued smirking.

"Maybe the glasses made him run away" another laughed.

I held my chest tightly.

"Marlon wouldn't do that he was the one who told me I looked good in glasses" I said in a serious tone.

"Oh really-"

"Shut the crap!" I slammed my hands against their table.

"Stop it!" my voice became shaky.

Georgia and France came in front of me glaring at them.

"Leave my sister alone" France grabbed one of their blouse tightly.

"We don't want France to get mad" Georgia folded her arms.

"We don't want me mad" she cracked her knuckles.

I looked at them.

"Paris it's okay now" France smiled softly.

"Yea whatever" the girls left.

Silence.

"I'm sorry I didn't stand up for myself" I spoke softly.

"It's better than last time you didn't even say a word but now you at least you did" Georgia smirked patting my back.

"Yea" I smiled softly.

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"I want to know more about your sister" Dylan my teammate on the tennis team said in a serious tone.

"You don't want to" I smiled nervously.

"She's a good person for standing up for you" he folded his arms.

"Seriously do you show any emotions?" I sighed.

"Don't I?" he still look emotionless.

"Wow....but why do you want to know about her?"

"I don't know"

"Well.....why don't you meet her?" I smiled nervously.

"That's seems like a good idea" he nodded.

"Do you....never mind..." I scratched the back of my head.

Does he like her....?

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France POV

I walked to the tennis court to meet with Paris to go home.

"France Washington" a deep voice said.

"Hi...." I smiled nervously.

"Paris is changing you have to wait for some time" he leaned against the fence.

"And you are?"

"Dylan Ellington" he shook my hand.

"Why so formal?"

"Aren't you supposed to be respected?"

"Any emotions?" I rubbed my chin.

He tried to smile but it turned out terrible.

"Stop!" I covered his mouth.

"Why?"

"Don't smile" I sighed.

"I don't understand"

"Because...."

Paris came out of the changing room.

Finally!

I quickly ran to her.

"France?" she became confused.

"Let's go home" I smiled nervously.

"Bye Dylan!" she smiled.

"Bye" he waved.

"This guy....is creepy" I smiled nervously.

We walked slowly towards home.

"He's actually very nice" Paris smirked.

"He wants to know more about you" she sighed.

"That's weird" I shook my head.

"I don't" she smirked.

"I can get better guys than him" I folded my arms.

"France...." she glared at me.

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