Positive. A Marcus Butler fanfiction.

Chapter 7: What happened.

~Chapter Seven: what happened?

I couldn't stop.

Marcus bites my lip asking for entrance, I didn't give it him at first, but he just bit harder.

He picks me up so I can put my legs around his waist.

My mind keeps telling me to stop and to think about my boyfriend Harry. He's coming Saturday.

But I can't. Something is forcing me on Marcus.

Whether it's drunkenness, I don't know.

We go upstairs and into one of Alfie's spare guest-rooms.

Marcus throws himself onto me again and starts to kiss my neck leaving behind love marks.

I take of his beanie and wrap my hands in his hair. He starts taking off my top as I did his trousers.

He places me on the bed and trails kisses from my neck to my stomach.

He then takes off my skirt and pants as I unbutton his top. He starts leaving love bites on my collarbone as I take off his boxers.

"Ready?" He whispers, kissing my neck.

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I feel something heavy and warm on my stomach, I roll over to hear light snores.

I open my eyes and smile, Marcus.

WAIT.

I realise I'm not wearing any clothes.

"Marcus, Marcus..." I nudge him but he just groans.

Oh god! What did we do last night?

I lift Marcus' arm off me and crawl out of bed grabbing my clothes and throwing them back on.

Ow my head kills.

"Where you going?" I hear a mumble from behind me.

"WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?!?" I shout at him, he opens his eyes in shock.

"How the fuck am I supposed to know? We were both wasted."

Oh god. Oh god.

"Harry will hate me" I whisper to myself but obviously not quiet enough.

"Who's Harry?" Marcus questions reaching for his boxers.

Fuck.

"Erm..." was all I manage to say.

"You have a boyfriend, don't you?" Marcus mumbles in annoyance.