Marc's POV:
"Are you alright Melissa?" I asked worried as i entered the bathroom where she was, she didn't
answered but just throw up again i hold her hair back so it wouldn't be in the way and rubbed her
back softly "you need to see a doctor, you are throwing up a lot and feeling dizzy these past 3
days" i said and keep rubbing her back softly "i don't need to go" she said between breaths after a
while she sit down, "Melissa... I-i'm just worried okay" i said and hugged her at her side. "I know
i'm gonna be fine" she said and lay her head on my shoulder, i grabbed her bridal style and put her
in bed. "Thanks" she whispered and fell asleep immediately, if this is keep going on then i'm calling
the doctor. I walked downstairs and grabbed my phone and dialed a number after 4 rings someone
picked up "hello?" Someone said in a sleepy voice "hey" i smiled to hear the voice "were you
sleeping?" I asked "yeah it's like 3AM around here" she said in a duh tone "sorry..." I say feeling
stupid for waking her up "no problem, what's wrong?" She asked. I sighed "melissa is not feeling
well... She is throwing up these past 3 days and feeling dizzy" i fell a lump in my throat, there was
a silents and i ran my fingers through my hair "when does she throw up?" She asked "what do you
mean?" I asked confused "does she throw up in the morning? Noon?" She explained me
"morning... Why?" There was a silents again "Listen Marc just wait for a few days and see how it
goes, don't worry she will be fine" she reassured me "yeah... You probably right" i sigh "how are
you? Do you like it there?" I asked her "yeah i'm fine i had just a break down from what
happened there... And it's here beautiful" she said, i miss how we always been together and do all
the things together. "did you see the statue?" I asked her curious "yep" she giggled i miss that
giggle. "And do you love it? You always wanted to go to Brazil" (i think you know now who it is
don't you.) "Yeah it's beautiful Marc, even more beautiful if you see it yourself i wish you were
here with me" she sighs "i wish i was there too" i laughed "d-did uhmm did Alex called or
something" she stuttered "yeah several times, he is sorry you know" i said to her and rubbed my
face, she sighs again "i know but i needed him... And he wasn't there for me..." She said "Gerard
is also missing you... He uhmm he was kinda off you know... You didn't call him or anything" i
said to her hopping she wouldn't hang up, but she didn't she just sighs again. "i will talk to him
promise" she said and i can see her smiling al though she is all the way in Brazil and we are talking
through the phone. "Marc, i'm tired okay i call you" she yawned "yeah it's okay, goodnight
hermana" i said "goodnight" and with that she hung up. I walked back to my bedroom and saw that
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Picking Up The Pieces(Ft. NeymarJr)
FanfictionTable of contest Erina Bartra Aregall a normal girl well normal? Her brother is Marc Bartra Aregall the famous soccerplayer from FC Barcelona, for her he is an annoying brother like always... She loves children she always treats them like her own, w...