That night,i slept on the sofa in the living room. Marco apologized for insinuating such but i refused to sleep close to him. How could he think such?
My body was all curled up in the sofa and was covered with a blanket.
I couldn't sleep and i'm sure my eyes didn't want them either.
The next thing i know,i heard Marco come downstairs and just walked out. I got up immediately.
"What the hell?" I muttered. I took the blanket off and quickly rushed out as well to check what was going on.
He was reversing his car . "Where's he going?" I watched him leave. Why didn't he say a word about where he was going? I shrugged my shoulders. And walked back into the house. He seemed very upset when i told him to leave me alone.
As i got back to the couch,something hit my chest.
Jose Antonio Sandoval.
My eyes widened . Marco went to meet Jose. Oh No! I got up from the couch in a jiffy. Thankfully,i know the jerk's house. I ran upstairs to the bedroom to search for my keys and a sweater. I looked and searched for the key. "Where are you?!" I literally asked the key.
I finally found it in my purse. I ran back downstairs and quickly got out of the house without locking it. Jumped into my car and sped off. Marco will kill him. Oh shit! I drove as fast as i could. Like never before. He left a while ago,it's gonna be hard to reach him.
***
I pulled up the car at the driveway and got out quickly. I ran inside and saw marco walking into the house.
"Marco!" I called out to him but he didn't look. I got closer to him and held his arm.
"What are you doing here?" He looked at me.
"Please don't! Please let's go home. Yeah?"
"No,you can. But i want to see that idiot's face!" Marco looked serious. He walked to the front door and it was open. Stupid.I had to walk in with him . He wasn't ready to stop. I don't want anything to go wrong..
"What the?! How'd you get into my house?" The idiot spoke from upstairs. He was not wearing a shirt,just sweatpants. The pants laid very low and his sharp v-line was very visible. His abs were well toned but not as well toned as Marco's.
"Come downstairs!" Marco said rather calmly. I was still holding onto his arm.
Jose walked down majestically. When he got down,he walked to Marco's front. He gazed at me. Checking me out.
"Don't look at her!" Marco yelled in his face. He was taller than him for sure. Even as Marco was younger. I was the youngest among the three.
"What's up,Asensio?" He looked at me. "Hey beautiful. Listen i'm not upset anymore. Come have a drink you guys."
He was about walking when marco stopped him.
"We are not here or rather i'm not here for jokes jose. What did you do to fabiola?" I let go of his arm.
"Nothing bro." Jose said.
"I ain't your bro. Never call me that." Jose scoffed and put his hands in his pocket.
"Your little girlfriend here,likes me. She's just dating you for nothing. Did she tell you we kissed? How passionate it was? How i enjoyed those soft enticing pink lips? She couldn't get...."*punch*
I was caught off guard. Marco just punched Jose's face and he's bleeding. Take that Jerk. Haha.
"No! Marco stop!" I was laughing so hard in my head right now. He was bleeding from his nose real bad.
"I'm warning you Jose Antonio. Leave my girlfriend alone. Don't touch her ever again even if she's worked for you. Be very careful!"
Jose was angry. He was about to throw a punch but i stood in front of Marco. He clenched his fist immediately, holding back. I knew he wouldn't hit me. I know he likes me.
He dropped his hand and looked at marco. The silence was awkward but then he spoke.
"I didn't hit you back because she's here. But if we ever meet again one on one,i'll finish you. Understood?" He then looked at me. "It's just because i love you,i left him. Next time,i won't.
He walked upstairs and as he did,he yelled ,"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" still holding his nose.
"Marco,let's go. Come on." I pushed on his chest and we turned around walking to our seperate cars and driving home.
*******
"What was that for?" I asked immediately i got into the house with marco.
"I don't want anyone touching you. Don't you get it? Because of that moron,my girlfriend and i slept in different places! In the same house! I never want that again! I couldn't sleep Fabiola. I couldn't!"
I just stared into his eyes and saw his genuine intentions in them.
I embraced him,"I'm sorry." He heaved a sigh of relief and stroked my hair. "It s alright." He kissed me."I have to go for training. I'm already late." We pulled apart and he climbed upstairs.
I sighed deeply and sat on the couch. I burst out in laughter after remembering what had happened . "He so deserved it."
But i knew it was not over yet..
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Breathless Love | Asensio
RomanceIs there really something as true love? Marco Asensio. Football Player,handsome,friendly,kind,great skills and warm hearted. Fabiola Alvarez. Humble,beautiful,calm,loving and caring.She loves watching soccer and Real Madrid. Know what happens ne...