Invincible ?Marco Reus?

I dialed Sam's number after parking my car in front of the block of flats. "Sam answer the phone." I muttered to myself. "Charlie?" I heard my name being said. Looking on my right, I gulped hardly realizing who they are. "Hi." I mumbled quietly. "What are you doing here?" Marcel posed. I looked at him and Marco softly. "I..I've just come back." I explained and he stepped closer. What is he doing? "Marco take those." Marcel said after lifting up 2 boxes. He nodded and picked them up. "Y-you don't have to." I protested. Marco chuckled. That sound and sight of his smile made my stomach twist. What the hell is happening? "We can't let you do it yourself." Marco said and I smiled softly. Quickly walking in front of them, I held the door opened.

Opening the door, I wrinkled my nose. "What's going on here?" I squealed. They settled the boxes on the floor and followed me into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" I asked Sam seeing the pan filled with oil. "Frying potatoes." he answered and Marcel started laughing. I looked back at the pan and furrowed my eyebrows. "Have you already boiled them?" I asked and he raised his eyebrows. "If they're fried, you don't need to boil them." he said with the most serious face ever. I started laughing loudly. After 2 weeks, I can finally laugh. Sam's face softened and he started grinning. "You're laughing." he said softly and I wiped the tears away. "You idiot. You do need to boil them!" I posed and he shook his head. "No, no, I don't." he protested. I took a fork and lifted up the piece of potato. "You wanna eat this?" I mused looking at the potato covered by oil. "Sam...you're...kiddng." Marco spoke. I looked at him. He...why am I doing this? I placed the fork back on the cupboard and took a breath. "I...I'll be in my room." I announced and left the kitchen. I cannot observe him, nor admire him.

Marco's POV

She looked at me and I swear her face was the softest one I've seen from her so far. But then, she placed the fork back on the cupboard and her facial expression turned into the invincible one again. "I..I'll be in my room." she announced and left the kitchen. I looked down on the floor. Have I done anything bad? "Don't torture yourself." Sam said and I furrowed my eyebrows. "I...I didn't do anything." I said and he shrugged. "You didn't, but maybe her brain realized something." he said. "What are you saying?" Marcel asked. "The walls of ice need to be melt step by step." he added and I looked at the door of her room. How could I melt them when she's running away?

Charlotte's POV

Stepping out of my room, I furrowed my eyebrows after realizing they're still here. I know that Marco...is a footballer. I also heard that he played a match a few hours ago. So what is he doing at Sam's flat at 10:30 pm? "Char?" Sam posed. I snapped back into reality and nodded my head. "How many minutes do you wanna stand on the same place?" he quipped. I blushed lightly. "I just...got lost in my thoughts." I mumbled. Sam nodded understanding that I don't wanna say anything else. But somebody else didn't get the point. "What were you thinking about?" Marcel asked and I gulped hardly. I know I shouldn't think about him. "Marcel." Sam warned. "I was only asking." Marcel told him while Marco was looking at me. "Won't you join us?" Marcel asked. "Marcel." Sam said again and he threw his hands in the air. "Am I not allowed to talk to her?" Marcel exclaimed desperstely. Seeing the 5 bottles of beer on the table were empty, I realized that they're probably...a little tipsy. But just a little. "Let him be, Sam." I spoke softly and approached them. Sitting down next to Sam, I was met by his worried look. "So...what..are you watching?" I mused trying to ease the situation. "Football highlists." Marco answered and I nodded my head shyly. He...he's like a magnet. It just keeps attracting me to him. "What do you do, Charlotte?" Marcel posed and I shivered. Sam sighed. "I...I worked as a teacher in Munich. A teacher in a private school where I had only about 2 lessons a day." I answered and he nodded. "Are you gonna continue your job here too?" he added and I gulped. "Y-yeah...after...pulling myself together." I said quietly. "Why do you need to pull yourself together?" he asked. "Hey, enough!" Sam stepped in our conversation. "It's...okay." I mused looking at him. "No, no, it's not. I don't wanna pick up the pieces again." he said and I sighed. I'm making it hard on him. "I...I should...go to bed." I said and stood up. "Charlie, I'm...sorry." Marcel apologized. Putting a polite smile on my face, I shrugged. "You didn't know." I mumbled. "Goodnight." I said and went to my room.

Sam's POV

"Don't ever ask about that again." I warned Marcel after Charlie had gone to bed. "You know..I'm sorry, but...there are only a few questions I can ask." he said and I sighed. "What happened to her, Sam?" Marco mused softly. He'd be able to take care of her. But I...I'm not the one to decide about this. "That's for her to tell you." I answered and he shook his head desperately. "I...I just wanna know. So that we can avoid some certain questions which could hurt her." Marco explained. There's just something in his eyes when he's speaking about her... "I...can't say." I whispered. "Then I'll ask her myself." Marco said and stood up. "Stop it." Marcel said, but Marco shook his head. "There's pain in her eyes even if she acts invincible and untouchable." Marco said. "Will you tell me?" Marco said. I kept being silent. "Fine." he said and turned around to walk to her room. No. This would ruin her. "Come back." I said sternly. He stopped walking and turned around to see my face. "Will you say anything?" he posed. After a while, I nodded. It's better if I answer some questions for her.

"We..met in London." I started. I will maybe regret this. "She was 18 when she came there to study. Being 19 years old, she fell in love with one jerk..." I said gulping hardly. "They were dating for 2 years. Then, the worst surprise happened. She found him with her 'friend' on toilets. Making out." I said and took a deep breath. "Having finished the school, she came back home after swearing herself not to get hurt." I said and looked at Marco. "It...happened a few years ago." Marcel said. I scoffed sadly shaking my head. "Oliver came in. He was good-looking and she finally stated trusting somebody again after 1 year." I said. Marco rubbed his face with his hands. "They were dating while she was studying at the university. After a year of relationship, she finished her school. She found a job, but weird things started happening." I said and sighed. "Continue." Marco said after a long break I've taken. "He...he...if they spent time together, it was only twice a week." I said. I can't tell them that he didn't have a problem with having sex every single day. That's...too intimate. "Once, his phone started ringing and...she answered because it said some man's name." I said and looked down on the floor. "It was a woman. Oliver came back from toilets, got angry because she found out and hit her. That's it." I finished quickly my stomach twisting. "Oh my God." Marcel said. I looked at Marco whose hands were in tight fists. "Who is he?" he muttered and I shook my head. "Don't tell her I've told you." I said and Marcel nodded. "Marco? Please." I mused. After a while, he nodded. "But do you...think her walls could be...broke down again?" he mused and I chuckled. "You want her that bad?" I squealed. "Doesn't it seem so?" he asked and I sighed. "I have no idea." I answered his previous question. No idea...

Charlotte's POV

I sat there on the wooden floor covering my mouth with my hand. H-he told th-them...he let 2 complete strangers know my story. W-why? I thought I could...trust Sam. He shouldn't have done that. If I would want them to know, I'd tell them. This was not his space to speak at all. The best thing he did was skipping that I had sex with Oliver every single day...what can they think of me now?

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