Boys Will Be Bugs ( Tomco )

Part 7

Marco didn't even go after the phone, he did the first thing he could think to do, he bolted for the door. But before he could make it there Janna was standing in front of it. "You're not going anywhere Marco, I know you hate me for this now but you will forgive and forget later. This is a good thing. I am doing you a favor." Janna insisted blocking the door. "Of course you might be able to text him and explain the whole thing to him, stopping him from coming, but you'd have to get the phone first." She grinned tossing the phone across the room and onto the bed, Marco rushed to it but once again Janna beat him there. Marco jumped on top of her, trying to get the phone out of her hands.

"Janna, give me my pho-Give me my phone!" He yelled, struggling for the phone. "How are you so freaking strong?! You're a freak of nature!" He yelled, still wrestling the girl. Janna grinned and tossed the phone on the floor.

"I have many many skills Marco, strength and speed are my specialty." She went to race to the phone once more but as Marco tackled the phone on the floor there was a flash of fire and smoke behind him and Janna slipped out.

"What are you doing?" Tom asked from behind the boy who was now laying on the ground clutching his phone to his chest.

"Janna, she stole my phone and texted you and I was trying to get it back from her to stop you from coming here but she kept the phone away from me and now you're here so I guess there wasn't really a point to fighting her for it." Marco explained sitting up to look at the demon. The second they saw each others faces they both started to blush. Marco's stomach went straight back into knots.

"What a middle school cop out. You were too scared to text me yourself so you made your friend do it and when you were scared of the reply you used the 'that was my friend' excuse?" Tom laughed, walking over to the bed and sitting on it. "If you don't want me here then you can just tell me, I'll go back home." 

"I didn't say that. I mean I want you here-I mean I don't want you here- not that I don't want you here I just, I don't not want you here. Well I kind of do actually i just, I want you here I just don't want the awkwardness here." Marco stuttered out his explanation. Tom's smile faded and he scratched the back of his neck.

"So did you really want to talk? Or was that all Janna too?" Tom asked. The boys seemed to have an amazing skill at not paying attention to the dark blush across both of their faces.

"I want to talk. I do, I'm just confused is all." Marco explained. He stood and sat on the bed next to Tom. 

"You're confused? Dude I kissed you to prove a point and I think I did the complete opposite but before I could even say a word you just left me here. I thought you would never want to see me again." Tom breathed. "Was the kiss really that bad?" He asked. Marcos eyes widened.

"No! No it wasn't bad! I mean that kinda was the bad part, I didn't expect to enjoy kissing you so much I guess." Marcos face burned more, he couldn't believe those words just came out of his mouth. He spent years hiding his feelings from Star but now suddenly he catches feelings for Tom and he can't even hide them from him for a day?

"To be fair I didn't expect to enjoy kissing you that much either." Tom smirked. Marco laughed slightly and looked into Tom's eyes, Tom leaned in once again and...

"And then my head hit the pillow, and the second my head hit the pillow I realized what was happening and-" Janna cut Marco off.

"And you rushed out of the room and left this poor boy alone in your room again? Jesus Marco you can't just abandon him every time he kisses you. You're going to give him some sort of complex." Janna laughed. "Is he still in there?" She asked. Marco nodded.

"I told him not to leave this time." Marco explained. Janna snickered to herself.

"You guys need to talk in an environment without a bed or else I'm afraid of what you might tell me happens next." Janna sighed.

"Ew." Marco replied.

"Is it ew Marco? Do you really think it's ew right now?" Janna asked, raising an eyebrow. Marco's face flushed again. "I'm kidding, Diaz. Jeez get a lode of you, you're blushing at just the thought of being alone with him again." She laughed. "Well you have to go back there and talk to him, like actually talk to him. Things aren't going to get less awkward until you guys talk your feelings out." She explained, pushing Marco back to his room.

"How? How do you keep coming back to me this way?" Janna asked, a new bowl of cereal in her hands and she sat in the hall outside Marco's room. "This is the fourth time Marco, I send you in there to talk, you get maybe five sentences out and then you're making out again!" 

"I don't know what it is Janna! Every time we try to talk about our feelings we just end up kissing again!" Marco frowned.

"You got it bad, Marco. You got it real bad." Janna grinned. "I'm just going to have to send you back in there. Next time he tries to kiss you just stop him? Maybe? And definitely stop coming out here the second you stop kissing without saying a word to him. That's just weird." She laughed. "OH and one last thing, we need to get you a concealer that matches your skin tone! Man you guys work fast." She giggled, grabbing Marco's face and pulling him closer to her to inspect his neck. "You definitely can't go in front of anyone else like that." 

"Like what?" He asked, trying to glance down at his own neck. His question sent Janna into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. 

"Oh-oh you don't know?" She snickered, pulling out a mirror and showing him. Marco's face dropped. 

"This kissing thing has got to stop."