Trouble ~Marcus Baker~

chapter 10

"Awww" I mumble looking at where hunter and ginny stand, I don't see what she sees in him, but she's happy so I support them

"What?" Marcus asks from next to me munching on a burrito

"Look" i whisper pointing out the two

"Would you want to be my girlfriend?" Hunter asks, I squeal softly at the look ginny gives him, I think she's inlove

"He's a douche" Marcus says drawing my attention away from them

"Kinda but he's sweet to her so it's excusable, besides thier adorable" I state, taking a bite from his burrito, he doesn't even bat an eye at my action

"You dont seem like the type to go for adorable" he states letting his head tilt sideways to lean it against the wall

"I'm not, but ginny does" I nod looking back to where hunter wraps his arms around ginny, I guess things went well

"So then what do you go for?" Marcus asks,

"It's dumb and I'm ganna sound crazy" I say turning back to him

"I seriously doubt it" his gaze is to intense to hold to I look down at how interesting the grass looks and tuck my hair out my face

"I get really jealous, but I hate toxic relationships so who ever the lucky guy is who ends up with me would obviously have to be as invested in the relationship as I am but also want the same things as I do I guess. Like I wouldn't hang around a bunch of guys if I was with someone out of respect, the guy in this hypothetical situation should want to stay away from other girls out of respect to me. The problem is at this age guys want sex and alcohol respect isn't on top of that list" when I look back at Marcus he holds a small smile

"You dont sound crazy and that's not asking for a lot" he says, I smile and grab his burrito again

"What would you go for in a girl?" I ask before taking a bite

"I don't know, someone kind I guess" he shrugs, I swallow the small mouth full of food before talking

"That's it?" I ask slightly embaressed at my confession

"I'm not attracted to every kind person it's just something I'd find attractive in someone I like" I hand him back the burrito and he takes a bite while I try to find the right words to respond

"You keep surprising me Marcus baker" I smile

"All miller's and bakers please make your way to the parking lot" mom says very professionally making me chuckle

When max said she wanted all the girls to come over and hang out the last thing I ever thought would happen was that they'd watch porn.. together

I make an excuse before rushing out the room and slamming the door closed behind me before leaning against it as I try to process

"What's wrong with you?" He just pops out of nowhere

"There is something very wrong with this place" I state making my way into his room without asking and jumping back onto his already made bed

"What did max do?" He asks I turn slightly to where he stands against the door frame looking at me

"Not just max, it's Abby, and Nora and ginny and I couldn't do it" I fake cry bringing my hands to my face still mortified

"What happened?" He chuckles grabbing my legs and pulling me to the edge of the bed, I grunt dramatically before sitting up, Marcus crouched down on the floor to be level with me

"Their watching porn Marcus, and their talking about things" his head falls forward as he laughs, I ignore the feeling of his head slightly grazing my chest as I frown

"This isn't funny!!" I grumble nudging him back before falling onto the bed again with my hands covering my face

"You're right, you're right" he says still chuckling softly when he sits next to me

"It's really not, would you wanna sit and watch porn with your sister while your friends added from their own experiences?" His laughing quickly stops and all amusment he had before quickly fell away

"That's what I thought" I turn to face him but the wall over his bed catches my eye

"Oh my god" I whisper quickly crawling over him to get closer

"Marcus it's beautiful" I say softly running my fingers over the lines. He painted two eyes with so many colors it looks like a picture, the longer I stare at it the more emotions I catch lurking in the eyes starring back at me

"Thank you" he whispers back a lot closer then he was before, I could feel his breath hitting the back of my neck but I keep my body facing the wall to chicken to turn around and face his intense stare, he looks at me in such away that I'm afraid he can read my every thought, like he knows how much of a fake I am but cares about the real me anyway. I focus back on the painting infront of me still slightly shocked at how beautiful it is

The eyes are so familiar I know I've seem them before but can't place where

"Marcus whos eyes are those?" I ask softly still not having the guts to turn around

"No ones, it's just a painting" I don't know how I can tell he's lying without looking at him but he without a question knows who's eyes these are, but I don't push it

"Can I look at you're sketch books yet?" I take a breath and turn around, he's sitting a couple spaces away from me while his eyes scan over my every feature reading every emotion that plays over them

"Not yet trouble"

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