Unconditional Love- Marcus Rashford fanfiction

AFTERMATH

  Jordan's POV

The sun shone brightly on my face making me squirm around. I tried moving my leg but with each move l made l felt pains in between my thighs. Opening my eyes,looking at my surroundings I came to realization this place has nothing on my room. This room had pictures of Marcus, his family and the Manchester United logo posted all over the room. Turning my head to the left side l was met with the most beautiful sight ever, a sleeping Marcus his lips pouted out and the duvet lying incredibly below his v-line. Something here doesn't add up. Could this be what am thinking.

I lifted the covers off my body to see l was completely naked as the day l was born. No,no,no this isn't right. I have a boyfriend and this is what l do. Out of nowhere l squealed on top of my lungs waking him up.

"Ouch my head hurts," Marcus groaned holding onto his head as if that would take the pain away.

"Marcus,what happened last night," l whispered myself

"What do you mean?" Guess he heard me

"Did we do it last night," l asked straightaway

"Am sorry if you feel l took advantage of you yesterday or you regret it but l don't. Have always wanted to have you since your return. I love you Jordan. It took me years to come to terms with the fact that l have love for you. Am not going to let you slip away. I need you Jordan, l really do"

"Come on Marcus, you can't just hit me with something as huge as this when you know so well k have a man,Harry. I love him and am not about to break up with him for you"

"Answer this honestly, do you love him for him or you love him out of pity as he was vulnerable in Russia"
"Eerm,l...l.."

"You see you can't even get one word out of your mouth. I know you feel the same way about me but you're just scared at what people will say, you are afraid of loosing your best friend if we are to get into an argument. I won't force you but am going to be around when you're ready you know where to find me," he interrupted me standing up and going into the bathroom"

I gathered every strength left in me,putting my clothes back on ignoring the pain. After l was dressing he had still not come out of the bathroom. I left a note on his bed saying l needed some alone time. This wasn't an easy task he was asking me to put our friendship on the line. I would be damned if am to lose him over some petty fight or stupid argument. If it means getting rid of my feelings for him l would.

               *2 days later*
Who knew live could be this energy taking and difficult. Everywhere l passed or any activity l did l thought of Marcus. Harry has still not contacted since our return from Russia. Every message sent to him was either left on read or not looked it. All my calls going straight to the voicemail. Did l do anything wrong. I made up my mind last night and nothing is going to stop me.