Just some cute imagines some may be a little dirty this is my first time writing anything so don't judge please..... They get better I promise!!
Si quieres que haga uno en Espaniol me dices!! :D
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*Not only is Marc gorgeous but the view is two. I would get into a career of exercise for a view like that.
Marc's P.O.V.
"Why the hell would you do that to Eric?" She screamed at me. Well it was honestly an accident but I wasn't sorry that I elbowed him in the face either. I mean I could have been more careful but I just didn't want to be careful around the guy that was with the girl I loved.
"Marc! I'm talking to you! Why the hell would you do that to him?" She screamed again. I guess I really was out of it if I didn't answer the first time.
"You know why y/n." I answered simply shrugging my shoulders, like I said I wasn't sorry, or feeling any kind of remorse.
"No I don't so please spell it out to me why the fuck would you elbow my fiance in the face!" My stomach clenched, fiance. That would have been me if I hadn't fucked things up. I broke things off with Melissa a while ago, the only thing that kept me connected to her was Gala. And I loved Gala, apparently so did Melissa because neither of us wanted to let her go. Thus we both moved when I transferred to come after y/n.
"Because I'm fucking jealous y/n! Erik would have been me if I hadn't messed up!" I shouted back at her. Well I didn't mean to shout but it had been four years since I saw her in person.
She paused for a second. No, it couldn't be. The only reason she would pause for that was because she wanted to hear those words coming from me. Finally! I was doing something right!
"Well too bad!" She bit back. "You messed up pretty bad considering that Gala showed up right around the time that I left. Either Gala happened that same night, or right around that time. Showing me you weren't at all heart broken!" My gut wrenched and I wanted to take her into my arms and kiss her hurting better. But I knew I would end up with severed balls if I did so just hold the urge to kiss until a little later maybe.
"Y/n if you let me I will apologize for that the rest of my life, but I didn't know what I wanted. I liked you so much it was scaring me. Hell, I loved you. I still love you. I moved to another country to make sure that you know that I love you. I came after you! Just please hear me out!?" I asked my voice pleading almost broken. I prayed to God she would give me a chance to explain, how sorry I was. I prayed to God that she could see that I was about three seconds from crying my eyes out in front of her. I prayed that she knew I would get down on my knees for her. I would give up soccer even. I didn't care about anything anymore.
All I knew was that I could have had her four years ago and I could have had Gala with her. But I messed up. And I would sell my soul to the devil, to go back and fix that night.
"Well I moved to another country to get away from that supposed love that you have for me." She sneered. "And I found better love with a better guy." Tears came to her eyes and she slapped her hands over her mouth before a sob could escape her body. She turned and ran down the tunnels again. Probably going back to her fiance.
