Chapter 10

Tiana's POV

"What are you so worried about? We're just going to eat lunch!" Marcel said laughing while pulling my wrist as I won't go out of his car since we actually and literally arrived at their house gate. 

"You know what, I'm fine," I said "I'm completely full and I am totally not hungry at all." I added as he let go of me.

"Oh, really?" he said raising an eyebrow and folding his arms. "Said the girl who passed out in the middle of the battle of the bands competition simply because she didn't eat breakfast." he added and pulled my wrist again.

"No, really, I'm fine," I said as he finally let go of me.

"You sure?" he said as I nodded.

"Completely sure," I said grinning as he shrugged.

"Oh well, I was supposedly planning to cook cheesy beef quesadilla for you but--"

"Hey! No fair! You're using my favorites to tempt me!" I exclaimed as he laughed.

"Come on," he said as I finally gave in and stood up.

I still felt a little woozy though since it's past lunch time and I haven't eaten anything yet. Marcel led me to the front door and when I stepped on one of the front door steps, I kind of lost balance and almost fell until Marcel caught me.

He caught me.

His arm around my back and waist as we stared straight into each other's eyes. I can feel his breath. I can see the glow in his eyes. The moment was perfect until--

"Marcel--! Oh,"

We turned around seeing a pretty young lady who just opened the door.

I then stood up straight and patted my clothes as Marcel immediately went to the girl's side and introduce me.

"Gem, this is Tiana, Tiana, this is Gemma, my sister." Marcel said as I smiled at her and shook her hands.

"Nice to meet you," I said as she returned the smile and shook my hands as well.

"Oh, so this is the girl!" Gemma exclaimed as I looked at them questioningly.

"What do you mean, 'the girl'?" I asked and even before Gemma could say a word, Marcel then pulled my wrist to get inside and let me sit on the sofa.

"Okay, moving on," Marcel said "I'll be cooking quesadillas, you good with that?" Marcel said giving me a thumbs up like waiting for an approval as I nodded.

"Sounds great," I said as Marcel smiled and then turned to Gemma and did the same gesture.

"You okay with that?" he said as Gemma gave him a nod and grin.

Marcel then went to the kitchen and started gathering up the utensils and ingredients he needed as Gemma sat beside me on the couch talking about him.

"I've seen him mature as a chef," Gemma said as we looked at Marcel. "God, I hope it's better than that tuna thing he made when he was about twelve." she added chuckling as I laughed.

"Why? What's with the tuna?" I asked giggling.

"Oh, it's was awful! It was when he mixed the tuna with--"

"Gem, I can hear you from here." Marcel said, annoyed as we just laughed.

Gemma and I talked for more than a while until Marcel cut us off.

"Oh, and mum's on the way here by the way," he said which made my heart drop.

Sweet Mumma Anne.

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