Brown Eyed Boy✔ (Marah Chambers x Reader)

Chapter Fourteen

FVCKING MARAH OMF

LIKE DADDY IM DROOLING

anyways

Ayyy there were like six cliff hangers you'll find out what's going on soon ;)

breannababbs you mentioned me and my weave was snATCHED anyways ill mention you too :)))))

AND SO IT WILL BEGIN AODNELAFNBRWM

Enjoy :)

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✌Time skip brought to you by my homosexuality✌jk jk anyways here

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"(Y/N) wake the f*CK UP!" Someone threw open the door, their bratty voice ringing through my ears. I groaned, lifting my arm to flip off the door.

Marah groaned as he snuggled closer to me, digging his face into my neck. I giggled, my eyes closed. The voice gasped.

"Mooooooommm!" The voice shouted. Oh. It was Aleisha.

"Yes, dear?" Marcia replied loudly from downstairs.

"(Y/N) is sleeping with her boyFRIEND! THAT'S NOT ALLOWED, RIIIIGGHHT?" She spoke unnecessarily loud. My hand was still up, flipping Aleisha off. Marah joined me, but his head was still buried in my neck.

"Aleisha, shut the f*ck up!" Mark yelled from inside my restroom. What?

"Yeah, for real!" James's voice sounded from my restroom as well.

I groaned, face palming. "What the h*ll is going on?"

Marah murmured into my neck, "I take it that James knows that him and Mark aren't related."

I frowned, hearing Aleisha walk away. "What does that have to do with them being in the restroom together?"

Marah chuckled. "Mark is very... Convincing, with his words, eyes and actions, if you catch my drift."

My eyes opened, and my jaw dropped. "Mark, I swEAR IF YOU DEFLOWERED MY FAVORITE COUSIN, I WILL FREAKING SHOOT YOU AND RIP OUT YOUR BALLS AND FEED THEM TO YOU!"

Mark chuckled, opening the restroom as he winked, whistling as his partially naked body had steam rising from it. "Oops, too late," he said joyfully, skipping to his room. James followed shortly after, his face beet red as he walked awkwardly towards the room with Mark. I shook my head, swearing. "F*cking faerie."

Marah chuckled, kissing my neck. "Its okay, at least he's almost fifteen."

My eyes narrowed. "Dude, you're literally proving my point. He's only fourteen."

Marah shrugged, nuzzling my neck. "The conversation is dropped. Meanwhile, you're not going to school tomorrow."

I snorted. "And why is that?" I asked, stared at his floofy head.

"Because I'm not enrolled, therefore I can't go. So you have to stay with me."

I snorted once again. "Then lets enroll you."

He rolled his eyes. "No. Math is the bane of my existence. However, I can bring you to school and then pick you up from school?"

I shrugged. "Sure. But I will see you a lot, right?" I asked, sitting up. Marah squeaked as he fell off of me.

I chuckled, getting up as Marah scrambled off the bed, shutting the door. I turned on my lamp, frowning as I turned to see what Marah was doing.

He turned slightly, winking at me as he grabbed the hem of his shirt, slightly lifting it up, showing off his bare hip, which looked great and sharp, due to his low rise sweatpants.