Marc Bartra Imagine -; [Please make an imagine where you and marc bartra meet at a party and end up becoming best friends then one day, he had feelings for you and you kinda did too...]
"Alright thank you so much for not bailing on me it means loads!"
I had put the phone down on our hour long conversation and breathed out a sigh of relief. My best friend Rachel had invited us to her cousins party and basically forced me to come. I mean I couldn’t turn her down because she was my best friend and she had already told her cousin we were both coming so I didn’t want to seem rude. We were now at the party and I was bored out of my mind. Parties weren’t really my scene but Rachel had found some of her friends that she hadn’t seen in years and had left me sitting on the couch alone. I decide to use my phone even though I don’t like using it in public because I don’t want to seem like a loner. I had been using it for about 15 minutes when a noise made me look up and I was met with the familiar brown eyes that I’d grown up with.
"Marc!" I beam getting up from the couch to give him a hug. Marc has been my best friend since we were about five years old. I’ve grown to love and care about him in every way possible and even developing a small crush for him. I mean he’s absolutely gorgeous but I don’t want to ruin our friendship by saying anything that could potentially make it awkward. Especially if he doesn’t feel the same way. Fast forward to today and we were both at the same party!
"Hello sweetheart" He exclaims as happiness takes over his handsome features.
"I didn’t know you’d be here" I muffle into his shoulder as he wraps his arm around my waist.
"Neither did I it was a last minute thing" He smiles pulling away from our hug.
"How long have you been here?" He questions and I tell him that I’ve been here for about an hour which is about right.
"Can I get you a drink?" He asks and I nod politely so he leaves towards the open bar to get me a drink. I check my phone to see if Rachel has texted me seeing as she’s decided to disappear but I see no texts from her. I breathe a sigh of annoyance just as Marc reappears with two drinks in his hands.
"Here you go darling" He says handing me a glass of clear liquid.
"Wow you look amazing tonight I didn’t even notice before!" He exclaims as his eyes rake up and down my body.
"You’re my best friend you have to say that" I blush giggling and something which seems like anger mixed with annoyance flashes in his eyes.
"But thanks anyway" I trail off confused at his impassive expression.
"I have to go" he blurts abruptly turning away from me and weaving in and out of the crowd.
"Marc wait" I shout after him but he carries on towards the staircase and bolts up the stairs. What is up with him? Ideas of what could be wrong race through my mind but none of them make sense. I decide to run after him so I quickly down the rest of my drink and place it on a nearby table. I quickly make my way up the stairwell and even though the party is in full swing downstairs there is nobody upstairs at all. I walk into one if the rooms and I’m met with a frustrated looking Marc.
"Marc are you okay? Did I do something thing wrong?" I ask concerned. "No it’s not you it’s not your fault I’m just annoyed at myself" he says and I raise an eyebrow in confusion.
"I can’t do this anymore" he mutters so quietly that I just about make out the words.
"Can’t do what? Babe you’re scaring me what’s going on?" I move towards him and place my hand on his upper arm in comfort and he smiles sadly.
"I love you. Not best friend love you. Love you like someone loves their partner. I didn’t want to say anything because you’re my best friend but I don’t know what I’d do if you started a relationship with someone that wasn’t me." He finishes running his hand through his hair and my eyes widen as my heartbeat quickens.
"I love you too" I whisper and his face pales and his mouth opens in shock.
"You do?" He asks to which I nod and his facial expression changes from nervous and frustrated to complete and utter joy. I don’t think I’ve her seen him smile like that before. He moves closer to me so that we’re face to face and he covers his lips with my own. He hums in appreciation as his tongue grazes gently over mine. His hands press against the small of my back bringing our chests together. My mind tells me to take it slow and savor every second of this moment together so we both pull away out of breath.
"I didn’t know you could kiss like that" he mumbles his breath fanning my face.
"Ditto babe" I grin and he begins to chuckle.
"So does this mean we’re dating?" He asks and I hear the worry lacing through his words.
"Yes baby. Yes we are" I say giggling and he smiles his breathtakingly beautiful smile.
This is the start of something new.
