I Dare You

Chapter 45

Hii so I just wanted to say first that this chapter is kind of a filler but v important.

~~ And the story is coming to an end, but I think I'll do an epilogue and maybepossiblymostlikely do a sequel.

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"Marcel do you really think that we'll need two large pizzas?" He held a finger up at me, listening to someone from the pizzeria on the other line.  He was pacing back and forth, dragging his oxygen concentrator with him.

"Okay. Okay. Thank you sir." The phone clicked and he walked back to the couch where I was sitting. 

"And yes. I do believe that we will need two large pizzas. We have a long night ahead of us Addison!" I laughed at him, a new thing for me. I couldn't help but laugh or giggle at almost anything that he said. "Okay now you can select our next activity since you were not satisfied with two pizzas. Movie or FIFA?"

I insatntly wanted to say movie, but from the way Marcel was holding up FIFA hgher than the movie, I decided on that.

"Really? You want to play FIFA?'

"Yeah, why not?" I shrugged. I've only played a few times with my brother, so I now the basics of the game. I already knew I had no chance of winning, so might as well.

"Okay. Suit yourself" He moved to the tv to put the game in. "Caution, I am very pro at this game."

"Oh really?" I laughed. 

"Yeah. I just do not want you getting upset and crying when you lose."

"I won't cry!" I shouted. It was Marcel's turn to laugh at me.

"So you will lose?" I rolled my eyes in response and got ready to play. He joined me again, sitting closer to me. Enough that I could feel his body warmth radiating off of him onto me. There was something about him that seemed so different. In a good way. He handled all of his obstacles with such poise and rationality. Marcel didn't seem to be bothered that people would stare, or talk aout it right in front of him. Now everyone knows, his secret was exposed. There were no more secrets. Kinda. I still had the guilt of this dare over my head. As much as I tried to ignore it, I just couldn't. I either helped or ruined marcel's life. And I think I know what the answer will be after I tell him. I do plan to tell him, but I have no clue when. I'm prepared for a breakup and even being cut off after I tell him. I can't blame him though. After going through all the stuff he has to go through and then find out that your girlfriend was using you at first but now may or may not have real feelings even though you can't be sure if she is still acting like she was the months before now. Maybe I'm just overthinking it, but I am definitely expecting the worse.

"Addison! I won again! You really  are bad at FIFA!" Marcel was shouting and laughing at the same time. He held his side and fell back into the couch. His laugh was contagious, so of course I had to laugh too. "You seem so distracted. Are you feelin well?" He was now serious.

"I was just thinking," I shrugged.

"About?" he inquired.

"You," I sighed.

"Oh really?" He smirked. He found it very amusing that the reason  for me losing four times in a row was him. 

"Marcel. I think that-" 

"I'll get it!" He jumped off the couch and ran to the door as fast as he could with his oxygen tank. I didn't even hear it ring. I was probably too caught up in my own thoughts. I guess now, won't be the time to tell him the truth.  Maybe tonight was the wrong time. I didn't want to ruin an already lovely date? I think it's a date.