Get Over It -Marcus & Martinus Fan Fiction

Part 17

"Get Over It" -Part 17
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1 month later
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I've been avoiding everyone since this month.

Jacob and I just talk.

Me and Marcus... absolutely nothing.
The last time I saw him was a month ago.

I don't go to Julie's house anymore. We don't talk to each other. .
My mobile phone rang.

It was Carl.

Me; Hey.

Carl; You're unbelievable. You don't even try to talk to Julie! It's a month, Y/N!

Me; Carl... I'm so ashamed... I miss her so much.

Carl; Come and show her that you miss her.

Me; I don't know Carl... Maybe she doesn't want to see me.

Carl; Come on, Y/N.

Me; Okay okay.

Carl; Great. Marcus is coming too. I'll tell him to come and pick you up, huh?

I couldn't breathe.

Carl; Y/N?

Me; Y-yes. Yes tell him.

Carl; Alright. Get dressed he's coming.

He ended the phone call.

I fell down on the floor while I was trynna get dressed.

Fuck.

I stood up again and I went out of my house.

Five minutes later I saw a motorcycle coming closer to me.

Fuck

My

Life.

He stopped and he took off his helmet.

He long, messy hair went all over his face.

Marcus; Hey Y/N.

I didn't talk. I was still so fucking shocked.

Marcus; Okay I know I'm super hot, but say something.

I smirked.

He smiled.

Me; I'm scared of motorcycles.

He grabbed my hand and he pulled me closer.

Marcus; When you're with me, nothing will happen to you. You're safe.

Me; I kinda broke up with my boyfriend.

Marcus; Kinda?

Me; Yes... I told him that I need some space.

Marcus; So now I can do this without being afraid?

Me; Do what?

He pulled me closer.

Marcus; This.

I smiled and he kissed my lips quickly. I kissed him back.

After a while we stopped.

Marcus; Come now. Time to go.

I sighed.

I sat behind him and I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

Marcus; Hey hey calm down little girl. Not here.

I laughed.

Me; I didn't do anything bad.

Marcus; Yeah but I will if you continue this.

Me; Okay okay I got it.

I laughed more.

Marcus; Are you ready, babe?

I smiled.

Me; I love it when you call me like that.

Marcus; I know.

I laughed and he started driving his motorcycle.

I kissed his neck and he smiled.

I love him so much.

Maybe everything will be fine...
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//Annie💛