dortmund | marco reus

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Dortmund
13 | Uh, what did you say?

ABELLA

I HATE MYSELF.

What is going on with me? I'm beyond confused with my feelings, I kissed him. I repeat that over and over in my head making sure it's not just a dream when in fact it's reality. I sigh pacing around my bedroom as I've been doing for the past five minutes, oh god I really kissed him. The realisation kept hitting me until I realised my phone had been ringing on my bedside table.

"Hallo?"

"Bonjour ma fille." I was greeted by voice of my mother, at this point I was shitting myself. I'd moved to Dortmund a few months ago and completely disregarded the fact my mother was well and alive in a different country.

"Oh, mom! How have you been?" I asked, I waited for her response hoping she wouldn't shout at me for not talking to her in ages. Sorry, mom I've been dealing with my personal shit.

"I'm well, and you? We haven't talked in a while."

"Yeah I know I'm sorry, I've been busy."

"I know you have." I gulped real hard at this point, "What do you mean maman?"

"You think I don't see you all over the internet? With all your photo shoots and your friends."

"Right, well can I talk to you later? I've got stuff to do, j'taime." She said her goodbye and I hung up the call, I did not feel like discussing my life any further with my mother. I rubbed my temples feeling a slight headache coming on, laying down on my back on the bed I let out a heavy sigh.

– I'm angry and I don't know why.

☼☼☼

I ended up falling asleep, surprise surprise. It was three in the afternoon when I woke up seeing the sun was still out, Erik had texted me to meet him at the cafe him, Marco and Pierre were at. Grabbing my bag and fixing my hair before I left, I make my way to go meet them.

"Hey you made it." Erik smiled greeting me as I sat down in the booth next to Pierre, Marco was right in front of me with his intense green eyes on my blue ones.

"What took you so long?" Erik questions, I give him a confusing look.

"What do you mean? I got here in like 10 minutes."

"That took way too long."

"Okay Erik how about you just shut up." I smile at him tilting my head slightly just to annoy him even more, Marco chuckled slightly also smiling at me. I could stare at him smile all day, it was honestly a sweet sight—I'm pretty sure if I was standing my knees would give out.

"I'm going to go order real quick." Pierre says getting out of the booth, I sit there awkwardly staring at Erik until he decides to open his mouth again to speak.

"Marco, how come you took so long to get home yesterday?"

"Excuse me?" Marco started to look irritated, his eyebrows furrowing as Erik continued to poke fun out it.

"Were you with Abella? Or were you with another girl?" He giggled slightly as if he was touching upon a nerve, at this point I started connecting the dots remembering Marco was indeed with me last night, but Erik didn't know right?

"Uh, what did you say?" Marco questions with a tinge of anger in his voice, I sat there feeling beyond awkward and wanted to remove myself from this situation as soon as possible. I excused myself and made my way into the ladies room, I stood there staring at myself in the mirror.

I noticed my cheeks were tinted red, what the actual hell was going on out there? I splashed my face with cold water hoping that could help, I was about to leave when I collide into someone;

"Oh sorry I should look where I'm going—" I look up seeing it's Marco who I collided into, he realises he's in the ladies room right?

"You realise this is the ladies room?"

"Yeah I know—" He pauses locking the door, "I'm so, so sorry about Erik."

"I take it you told him last night? I was half expecting that after all you guys are best friends."

"Yeah somehow, are you good?" He gently placed his hand on my cheek stroking it with his thumb, I closed my eyes for seconds enjoying the warmth he was providing for me.

"I'm good, you?" He places a piece of loose hair behind my ear before speaking, "I'm more than good, I'm great."

"Ah, I wonder why." I smirked slightly, he chuckled slightly shaking his head slightly.

We were both so close to each other it was actually killing me at how I could feel his breath on my neck, "You're driving insane." He whispered on my neck, his lips slowly grazed it leaving me tingling with goosebumps.

"Am I now?" I have no idea where this sudden confidence came from, but it seemed to work with Marco because he looked like he would explode at any moment.

"Stop it—" He looked beyond frustrated right now, "Also, stop biting your lip." I hadn't even realised I was biting it, I let go and watched at he eyes watching every moment I made.

"We should, uh—get going." I spoke, whispered more like at how close me were once again. I wanted to kiss him again, is that wrong? I'd only broken up with Shinji twenty-four hours ago and now look at me.

"You're right." He voice was dangerously low, I was on the verge of giving in when a knock on the door pulled me back to my senses.

"Abella? Are you in there? I can't find Marco." Erik shouted through the door, I tried to contain my laughing by covering my mouth with my hand as Marco stood in front of me unamused.

"I'm coming out right now, maybe he's in the men's room?" I suggested knowing Erik probably didn't check there. I motion for Marco to quickly leave and head back to the table and I leave shortly after. I walk back to the booth seeing Pierre was back, I sat back down looking at Erik who was whispering something to Marco.

I took a sip of the hot drink placed in front of me keeping my eyes on Marco's the whole time, he followed every little movement I made solely keeping his gaze on mine. God, what is this boy doing to me.