Make me feel - Marco Asensio

9° : Look at me

Chapter 9 — look at me

My stomach did summersaults nearing the building that stood tall before me,My heart skipped a beat as the sliding door allowed access I whipped my clammy hands against the fabric of my jeans inhaling deeply smiling at Dahlia who was skipping on one foot with her crutches as she walked my phone beeped letting me stiffen.Halting I took out my phone with on hand fumbled it opening the message relaxing seeing Magdalena telling me she'll come in later to work sending her a quick reply I walked down the hallway towards the locker room taking out my scrubs I put them on with Dahlia busy playing games on my phone.

"Let's go" Dahlia head snapped up nodding I helped her with standing up as we walked towards the infirmary,once I entered the infirmary I busied myself with the files and everything. "Rosaliaaaaaa"
Whined Dahlia after sometime, I looked at her "yes?" She pointed towards her stomach which tumbled in hunger giggling I nodded leaving my work seeing its lunch time walking towards the dine area. "What do your stomach desire?" She pointed towards the watermelon I put some on her plate then once again at the pineapple she wanted some chicken sandwich with that she smiled and we went out to where the other workers dined.

Eating she said "Rosalia" sweetly in her little voice, whenever she uses that voice she wants something "What is it Dahlia?" I asked her softly "Strawberry lemonade pleaseeeeeee" I giggled nodding getting up I entered the dine area taking the jar about to take a glass a hand shot doing the same I froze "Rosalia?" Marco asked,
I looked at him not meeting his eyes Eyes lingering on his chest "hi" I squeaked taking another cup pouring some,as I quickly went out of the dining area.

"Rosaliaaaa"Magdalene called out engulfing me into her bear hug finding comfort I clung into her careful with the cup in my hand.As we left each other's embrace I handed Dahlia her drink she sipped on it waving at Magdalena shyly.
"Hey" a voice greeted heads turning around we saw a young boy with unruly curly hair with a smile plastered on his face Dahlia blushed waving at him "hi"
His smile widened he motioned towards the field with his finger pointing as he rolled the ball to impress Dahlia "Do you want to play?" Dahlia furiously nodded at his question but frowned realizing that she can't move around with her crutches.

Pointing at her crutches "I can't" he shook his head saddened until an idea crossed his mind letting his face light up like a Christmas tree "I HAVE AN IDEA!" Turning around he spotted someone I saw it was Marcelo he called him over "dad can you help me get the girl and the chair over there so we can play" he spoke quickly yet his father nodded smirking at his son.He walked over to Dahlia greeting us all with a smile crouching down to her level he cooed "what's your name?" She blushed and said lowly "Dahlia" I smiled at Dahlia.
"Okay Dahlia we'll shift you on a comfortable chair and you can play"
She nodded smiling and blushing like there was no tomorrow,he scooped her into a bridal style she giggled as he twirled around placing her gently on the chair I smiled as Marcelo and his son
Enzo told her the strings of the game she nodded taking every word in.

Marco jogged into the field and saw Dahlia waving at me smiling I smiled back at her,seeing her plate unfinished I wanted to get up but was pulled down to sit as Magdalena whispered into my ear "Marco is looking towards you" I shrugged "he's just looking" trying to not make anything obvious yet,Magdalena sensed something
"Don't try to convince a rock that it can move when it can not" she backfired rolling her eyes as she saw me staying quite fiddling with my fingers "what is it between the two of you? She queried,I took in a deep breathe and took out my phone unlocking it I handed it to her she frowned confused "read and see for yourself" she nodded her eyes wandered on the screen smirking winking at me I got up from my seat going into the dine area pouring some water into a cup I brought it up to my lips to take a sip.

"Who's she?" I froze in my place,taking a gulp of my water "my sister" I answered truthfully,he quirked an eyebrow at me "Marco she's my sister I assure you" placing my cup down I walked only to be pulled back into his embrace holding me captive by the waist he pulled me in to his body feeling the warmth radiate of him let me sigh inwardly in content.

"Why are you acting so distant?" He asked huskily eyes looking at me pryingly.
I gulped looking at his chest,"I'm not" I let out softly in a low tone."Don't play dumb with me Rosa"his hot breath beside my ear made it hard for me to breath."I'm not" he shook his head "look at me" he demanded "I am" I replied lowly "you aren't" he retorted "I am" he squeezed my waist pulling me into him even more letting the proximity between us nothing but body to body.I gasped eyes shot up to him,he chuckled I raised my hand to slap him on his chest but he held my hand bringing my hand over to his mouth he pressed soft butterfly kisses on my hand eyes looking at mine as my breathing became short and ragged coming out roughly.

He leaned to my ear lobe gave it a wet open mouthed kiss pulling away leaving me shaking holding a nearby chair to hold up my poise,breath coming out roughly and tiredly as if I ran a marathon mouth gaped I swallowed dryly.

What was that? I asked myself.