((Yes, it's finally spring break. Now I get a whole week off from school. Anyway, I got inspired by my lastest obsession for the song above.

Summary: Marv comforting me after a really horrible breakup

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Everything was going well. That was until the worst possible scenario occurred. I had a boyfriend who I had been dating for a couple months now. We were both Seniors in highschool. Everyone knew us quite well. Nobody suspected the football player and metalhead to start dating. That's when people clearly became too suspicious. My sisters kept telling me that he was just using me. I was too stupid to see that they were right. I was just too caught up in the moment of feeling happy and loved. Except my boyfriend never actually loved me in the first place.

I was walking through the hallway after being dropped off by two best friends. This morning I was in a rush and accidentally missed the bus. Luckily my best friends were just nearby when it happened. Who are my best friends? Definitely not anyone at this damned disgusting highschool. They're two robbers I met a couple months back. We met by, you guessed it; they broke into my house while I was home alone. I convinced them not to and that's how they became my friends. My boyfriend would kill me if he ever found out my only other friends were 15 years older than me. But he probably doesn't really care in the first place anyway, not like he ever does. What I saw broke my heart in an instant; my boyfriend was making out with the leader of the cheerleader team. All the other students in the hallway immediately noticed. Except none of them said anything. My boyfriend hadn't noticed me standing there either. My jaw dropped. The feeling of my heart ripping in half could be felt in my chest; an agonizing, burning, and painful sensation shooting throughout my body. Tears pricked at my eyes. Within seconds I had passed out and banged my head on the tile floor; causing me to go into a concussion.

My eyes squinted at the bright lights shining above me. I sat up and looked around until I realized I was in the nurse's office. My Mom was actually sitting across from me. "Oh God, Modesta. Are you okay?" She set her bag aside and rushed towards me, "I don't feel so good." I instantly started crying directly after saying that. Kate immediately pulled me into a tight hug while rubbing my back. "The nurse said you were probably overwhelmed by something. And you falling against the floor probably caused a concussion." She backed up to look at me, "I was overwhelmed by something. More hurt, actually." I mumbled, "What is it?" She laid her hand on my thigh while staring at me with a worried expression. "My sisters were right. He was just using me." I sighed, "Are you talking about your boyfriend?" She asked, followed by me slowly nodding. "Can I just go home? I don't feel too good." I asked, "Of course." She grabbed my bag that was sitting against the wall and helped me up. People stared at me as I walked down the hallway. Including my now ex-boyfriend. He didn't seem like he even cared at all. There were bandages wrapped around my head from the fall I took earlier. Nothing could go better. My headache got to the point where it felt like someone shot me in the head. I had a headache from crying, plus the concussion a couple hours ago. While sitting in the passenger seat of Mom's car, I started to think. Who could I ask to comfort me? I wouldn't really wanna ask any of my siblings, because then they'd just tell me "I told you so." So who else? Marv! That's right. One of my best friends. I could ask him. I've always felt the most comfortable around him anyway. Maybe he'll stop by later tonight like he usually does. Not like I'm even going to school tomorrow anyway. I went straight upstairs and to my bedroom. I was him alone with Mom since Dad was at work and all my siblings were still at school. The sight of my head wrapped in bandages made me almost disgusted by my own reflection. I stuffed my face into my covers and whimpered quietly.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard voices outside my window; "What the hell are you doing? You realize her Mom is still home?" I heard a very aggravated sounding Harry, "I don't care." Marv responded. I quickly sat up, ignoring the immense pain shooting through my head. "She had a bandage wrapped around her head. There's definitely something wrong." Marv replied as his voice progressively became closer to my bedroom window. I threw off my covers and stumbled over to my window. Except something happened once I opened my window; Mom opened my bedroom door. "Modesta? Who's there?" She asked as her question was followed by the sound of Marv falling onto the ground. She probably heard him grunting in pain. I stepped aside while Mom ran over to the window and actually saw Harry and Marv running across the backyard. Mom slowly looked towards me. "Who are they?" She asked, "Mom, they're just friends. I really need someone to talk to." I put my head down, "Then you can talk to me, sweetie." I felt her lay her hand on my shoulder. I sighed before leaning my head against my bedroom wall. "I'm just gonna take a nap." I walked back over to my bed. I was slightly disappointed that Mom had scared off Marv. Because I was really in the mood to see him right now.

Sometime in the middle of the night I was woken up by negative thoughts. I found myself crying quietly to myself. A massive headache was already forming. I buried my face into the fabric of my blanket as I whimpered quietly. My blanket muffled the sound of my tears. I really wish Marv was with me right now. Maybe then I could explain to him my feelings... I raised my head up. What did I just say? Did I just say that I have feelings for Marv? I mean, he sorta is attractive and such a sweetheart. He was nicer than my ex-boyfriend was before we broke up. He was always there for me. I remember him risking getting caught a couple times just to make sure that I was okay. And he never left until he saw me smile. The thought made me smile. Suddenly I heard knocking at my bedroom window. I quickly threw off my covers and ran over to my window where I saw Marv. He quickly climbed inside once I opened the window. "What the hell happened?" He motioned towards the bandage that was still wrapped around my head. Instead of answering his question; I collapsed onto my bed and burst into tears. I quickly felt the feeling of someone pulling me into their arms. "Shhhh, it's okay." Marv whispered in my ear while rubbing circles on my back, "Do you wanna tell me?" He looked into my eyes. The way he was looking down at me with his beautiful blue eyes made me fall in love with him even more. "It was my ex-boyfriend..." I looked down, "Oh god, what did he do to you?" I felt his gloved hand resting on the side of my face, "He didn't hurt me physically. He hurt me emotionally." The scene from this morning kept replaying in my head over and over again. "Then what's with the bandage on your head?" He asked, "I passed out from how overwhelmed I was. I got a concussion from the tile floor." A single tear rolled down my face. "Don't cry. I've got you now." He wiped my tears away and lightly grabbed my chin to make me face him. I smiled and hugged him as tightly as I possibly could. "I knew I could count on you to make me feel better." I smiled into his chest, "And I'm glad that I'm that person." He gladly returned the embrace.

A comfortable silence fell amongst us until I felt like it was the right moment. "Marv." I backed up to look at him, "Yeah?" He weakly smiled, "I think this is the right time to tell you..." I trailed off, "Tell me what?" His hand was still running through my hair. "I think I might be in love with you." I watched the expression in his face change. It wasn't bad. I could tell. He looked like a mix between happy and shocked. "Modesta-" His hands rubbed my waist, "God, I've been waiting for you to say that for so long." Marv continued. Then he pulled me tightly against his chest. "I'm gonna treat way better than he did." He whispered into my ear. A large smile broke out onto my face.

"Now, let's get you back to bed." He lifted me up and laid me down back where I was laying before. Then he grabbed the end of my blanket and laid it down on me. I stopped him just before he was about to get up and leave. "Stay, please. I need comfort." I grabbed his arm, "Don't you have school?" He looked down at me, "I'm not going tomorrow." I pulled him down onto my bed. "Okay, fine." He kicked off his shoes and shrugged off his jacket. Then he climbed into bed beside me. "I love you." He whispered into my ear before pulling me against the warmth of his chest, "I love you too." I smiled and closed my eyes.