Bad Boys Do It Better

Chapter Thirteen

I wake up, what seems like hours later, to Marcus giving me a back rub and the sound of The Weeknd's voice singing quietly. I'm only half dressed, I have my shirt and everything is on, but I'm only wearing my underwear. I slowly stretch my arms above my head and rest them under Marcus' pillows. I keep my eyes open, just staring at the wall, feeling dazed from Marcus' back rub.

"Did you sleep well, cutie?" I hear Marcus ask as he digs his fingers into my shoulders.

I nod my head. "I slept amazing." I tell Marcus. "Can you sing to me?" I ask Marcus.

Marcus stops rubbing my back then lays down beside me so I'm facing him. I lay on my side so I can see him properly. He wraps one of his arms around me and pulls me closer to him so that our bodies are touching. I wrap my legs around Marcus' legs, and gently place my hand on his cheek. Marcus places his hand on my waist and settles it there.

"When I'm faded I forget,
"Forget what you mean to me
"Hope you know what you mean to me." Marcus suddenly starts singing.

I smile widely at him as he continues to sing the rest of the song. I get goosebumps every time I hear Marcus sing, he just has a way with his notes, and the way he sings the songs. It's like Marcus wrote the song, and is living by them every time he sings a song. He's so passionate when he sings, and I can't help but adore it. I really can't believe that Marcus is just so willing to sing to me, he really has no idea how much it means to me. I could literally hear him sing all day and not get tired of his voice.

I gently caress his cheek as a break in the song comes up. "You're so cute." I tell Marcus softly and rest my forehead on his, closing my eyes.

I can feel Marcus smiling, then he pecks my lips and places his forehead back on mine. "You're so beautiful." Marcus replies softly, caressing my side.

What did I do to deserve him? I seriously can't believe he's all mine.

"You should stay the night." I hear Marcus say. "I'd love it if you did." He says, then pulls me closer to him.

I smile at him and place my hand on his side. Marcus places his hand on my head and slowly starts massaging my hair. "I would, but I have school tomorrow." I tell him and slide my hand up his shirt, gently running my fingers up and down his back.

Marcus lays down on his back, pulling me along with him. I'm now laying on top of him. "Just bring all your things here and you can get ready here." Marcus says and tucks a piece hair behind my ear. "I'll take it to your house tomorrow when you get out of school, or work." Marcus finishes.

I smile widely at him. I lay my head on his chest, and wrap my arms around his neck. I spread one of my legs outwards, and leave one between his legs. "You just wanna come over to my house." I joke with Marcus, moving my arms so they're tucked between his arms, resting my hands on the sides of his chest.

Marcus laughs through his nostrils and wraps his arms around my torso. "I just want you to stay the night." Marcus admits then begins to play with my hair. "So we can cuddle, and kiss, and talk, and fall asleep together. I could sing The Weeknd to you, or whatever song you want, until you fall asleep and give you a nice long back rub." Marcus bribes, removing his hands from my hair. He slides his hands up my shirt slightly, caressing my sides.

I can't help but smile. "That sounds really nice, to be honest." I lift my head up and look at him, only to see that he's already looking at me. "You're too cute, Marcus." I say, and gently press my lips against his. I part my lips for a few seconds and then break the kiss. "Let's go get my things then." I say and sit up on his stomach.

Marcus face instantly lights up with delight. He has a huge smile across his face, and his beautiful brown eyes are glistening. "Are you being serious?" He asks me, sitting up which causes me to sit on his lap.