You're My Obsession (A Gumlee fanfic)

Chapter 3

Gumball's p.o.v

Oh my Glob. Did I just blush?!?! Why would I blush? Its just Marshall Lee, the Vampire King. Those words melted in my mouth. Wait, was I drooling over the thought of Marshall? No, no, no. I just need to get my head clear.

Marshall grabbed my arm signaling me to stop. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I felt like I was being so rude so I apologized for being like that. He nodded his head signaling it was OK.

"Um...Gumball... do you want to, uh, hang out?" he asked me with a crackling voice. It seemed that he was nervous about it.

Did he just say my real name? He just uses my nickname. "Why?" I asked him.

"No reason. I thought since its been a while, we could catch up. You don't have to if you don't want to." he gave me an emotionless stare waiting for my response. I hadn't realized that it been about five minutes or so.

He waved his hands in my face. I blinked multiple times.

"H-huh?!" I said in a confused tone.

"Whatever, just forget it..." he started walking away from me.

Marshall's p.o.v

I started walking away from him, I was angry and really sad at the same time. A few seconds layer I felt a soft, warm hand on my shoulder. I flinched a little and turned around to see Gumball right up close to me. He kinda took a little, tiny step back and had a faint blush on his face.

"Marshall...I would like to catch up with you." He had a small smile on his face. I smiled and motioned him to come with me. He had a big dorky smile on his face and followed.

He asked me where we were going go. I didn't want to take him to my house. It was a mess. And he wouldn't fell comfortable me going to his palace.

"Maybe we could go to this really cool party tonight. I hope you don't mind. A lot of people you know will be there, so you wont feel a little out of place with everything happening."

"M-Marshall, I'm not a big fan of parties. You should know that." he looked a little upset. He was starring at the ground, avoiding eye contact.

"I know, but this one will be different. I promise. I won't let anything happen to you."

"Okay. When will you pick me up?"

"How about 10:20."

I knew that was REALLY late for him, but it was the only time I could do it. He gave a slow yes and walked away.