Invincible ?Marco Reus?

Tuesday evening

We were watching the TV when the door-bell rang. I stood up and went there to open the door. I haven't left Sam's flat yet. I'm kind of too lazy to drive home. "H-hi." I greeted Marcel who was grinning at me. "Hello. Came back?" he spoke while walking past me. "Hi Charlie." Marco said and I smiled gently. Maybe I'll go for it. "Hi." I mumbled shyly and closed the door. "Sam, I'll make you another cup of tea. Marcel, Marco, would you like a cup of tea too?" I mused and Marcel nodded. "Why not. Thanks, Char." he said and I peeked at Marco through my eyelashes. Do I have to say how sexy he looks in that grey hoodie? "I'll help you." Marco said and I saw Sam's and Marcel's smirk. "Okay." I whispered and padded into the kitchen.

I started pulling the cups off of the shelf when I felt Marco's breath behind me. Turning around, I blushed lightly and took a shaky breath. "I...I feel like we haven't finished our talk because of your neighbour." Marco said and I smiled gently. "I think we finished it." I quipped, but he shook his head. "Not really. I've wanted to tell you how serious I am about this." he noted, but I shook my head. "Marco, I...I can't explain what I feel in words." I rambled and he stepped closer. "Don't speak then." he mumbled huskily and I gulped. Charlie, think! Do you want this or not? "I'm afraid." I whispered and he cupped my cheeks. It feels so right. I feel safe. "Don't be." he whispered. "The first time, you asked me not to kiss you." he said and I shivered remembering the awkward moment. "Could I do it now?" he mused. I want...something different than the first kiss in my friend's kitchen. I tapped on my cheek meeting his disappointed look. "Charlie! Could you bring me another blanket?" Sam called loudly making me jump. "Y-yeah." I shouted back and left the kitchen. It almost happened. Almost...

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"I should probably get going." I mumbled after having a look at the watch. "Oh c'mon. Stay. I'm ill." Sam faked a cough and I rolled my eyes. "You still have some tea prepared in the kitchen. The same goes to the pot of soup." I said and stood up. "Congrats on the job again, Char." Marcel said and I smiled politely. "Thank you." I said and stopped by Sam. "Relax. I'll stop by tomorrow." I announced and he nodded. "Are you sure driving in heels is a good idea?" he posed pointing on my shoes. I giggled and rolled my eyes. "Who says I drive in this? I always take them off." I explained. "Marco? Won't you walk Charlie to her car?" Marcel noted and Marco stood up. I'm not sure about this. About him. Whether to give it a chance or not. "I-I can go on m-my own." I rambled and Marcel smirked. "I'm 100 per cent sure it'll be better if Marco's gonna go with you." he said and I gulped. "Bye guys." I said and started walking away.

"You don't need to come, Marco." I posed softly, hearing his steps behind me. "I'm absolutely fine." he said and when I was about to walk out of the building, he grabbed my hand and turned me around. Again, his hold was so soft and gentle. "Every freaking time I try to kiss you, somebody makes sure to ruin it." he muttered and I chuckled shyly seeing how desperate he was. "First, your amazing neighbour, then Sam." he explained bitterly and I looked away. "Charlie, please." he whispered and I looked at him after a while. "I'm leaving tomorrow and will be back on Friday. Please, please, tell me you'll think about us." he begged. Us? It sounds...nice. "I don't wanna rush you into anything, but promise me you'll think." he mused and I gulped looking into his eyes. "Shall I?" I whispered and he nodded grinning.

"You definitely should give it a thought." he confirmed and I cracked a little smile. "Maybe I'll do it." I whispered and he chuckled lightly. "Where are you leaving for?" I asked keeping my gaze on our interviewed hands. His hand is so big compared to mine. "Azerbaijan." he responded and I looked at him worriedly. "You..s-should be careful." I mumbled and he smiled. "Will be if you promise me to think." he said and I blushed gently. "I will think." I agreed and he smiled. He started leaning in, but stopped being only few centimetres away from my lips. "Not yet." he whispered and I nodded. Bringing my palm to his lips, he left a brief kiss on the back of it. I blushed and smiled awkwardly. "Good luck." I said and he nodded. "Bye Marco." I said quietly. "See you, Charlie." he said and I smiled walking away. What shall I think of this?

Marco's POV

I started leaning in after she agreed on thinking about us. But then, seeing her doubtful look, I decided not to kiss her. It's not the right time. "Not yet." I whispered and she nodded. At least she agrees with this. But I do wanna kiss her. I wanna feel her skin. Taking her hand in mine, I brought her hand to my lips and left a gentle kiss on it. I couldn't not notice the light pink colour which crept on her cheeks and that awkward smile. She's adorable. "Good luck." she said. So you care even though you're afraid of it. "Bye Marco." she said softly. "See you, Charlie." I told her. She gave me a smile and left. I just want her to think it over and find out that I'm not gonna hurt her.

Thursday
Charlotte's POV

"Saaam! How are we feeling today?" I called while walking into his living room. "Better, much better." he said and I smiled proudly. "It must be the soup." I said and he giggled. "Of course, sure." he teased and I sat down next to him. "So what?" he mused wiggling his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" I asked confused and he rolled his eyes. "You and Reus." he said and I sighed. I was thinking. I still can't make a decision. "There's...no 'me and Reus'." I mumbled and he furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you sure? Because on Tuesday, when he came back upstairs after walking you to the car, he was smiling like a dreamy Christmas elf." he said and I giggled. "I just...it's difficult, Sam." I said softly and he sighed. "For once, follow your heart, not brain." he said. Looking down on my lap, I shrugged lightly. "You say follow your heart, but what if my heart is broken into million pieces? Which piece shall I follow?" I posed and he smiled. "Let him fix your heart. Put the pieces together." he explained and I bit the inside of my cheek. "Why does he like me?" I asked and he giggled. "Ask him." he responded and I sighed. "We should watch the match together." he suggested and I chuckled. "You mean Marco's match?" I asked and he made that 'aaaw' sound. "The way you say his name is so cute." he teased and I blushed rolling my eyes. I admit liking him. But I don't wanna play games. Not anymore.

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