MARLEY STARED AT HERSELF IN the mirror, applying the last layer of lip gloss over her lips. She pressed her lips against one another, moving them together and made a 'pop' sound with her lips.

She stepped back, flattening out her long, black satin dress. Her short hair was slightly wavy with the help of a flattening iron and her makeup with fairly natural minus the thin black line over her eyelids.

As much as Marley hated dressing up, she couldn't argue that she didn't look fucking amazing. Not to mention a few inches taller thanks to her black strapless heels. She only had two pieces of jewelry adoring her body, a simple silver chain with a cresent moon pendent and a silver band on her middle finger.

When she was done admiring herself in the mirror, a knock on the door pulled her away from her thoughts. As she walked to the door and opened it, Cameron was revealed in a black tux with a charming smile on his face.

"You look astonishing, Mars." he smiled at her.

"Why thank you. You look like a damn prince from Disney." she giggled and pulled him inside.

"Are you ready? Your brother has been bugging me about when we'll get there."

"Shit," Marley scrambled for a hand bag on her coffee table before grabbing Cameron's hand, "Let's go!"

"Jesus woman, slow down!"

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"Marley, over here!"

"Are you two dating?"

"What happened to Tom?"

"Marley! Marley!"

The press went wild when Marley and Cameron finally arrived. Apparently the two were nearly late, but stole the show when they came. Marley was trying her hardest to calm herself down with all the flashing lights coming from everywhere.

Her hand grip Cameron's, not wanting to be alone and silently praying that he wouldn't leave her side. So they took pictures together, her anxiety slowly easing away as the photos got easier and the noise got blocked as she thought.

"Marley! Can you answer a few questions?" a friendly face in the sea of journalists asked.

"Um..." Marley glanced at Cameron who gently nudged her towards the woman and slowly gave her an uneasy smile. "Sure."

"Hi, my name is Chelsea Briggs, it's so nice to meet you." the blonde smiled at her and held a microphone up to Marley. "I'm from Hollywire on YouTube and I asked my followers on Twitter to ask me questions."

"Let's get on it then." Marley nodded, glancing around the carpet to find Sebastian and Mackie a few feet away from her.

When the questions were answered (most of them being about herself and Tom, to which she brushed off), Marley quickly stalked away and went to hug Cameron. "I fucking hated that." then she proceeded to punch his shoulder. "Asshole,"

"Shut up," he rolled his eyes and saw her family waving at them. "Found some people I think you should talk to."

Marley's dark eyes widened as she saw her parents and her siblings walking over to them, "Oh goodness!"

Marcus laughed loudly at the sight of his oldest daughter and pulled her into a tight hug, "Babe, you look stunning."

"Yes darling, very exquisite." Eric smiled as he kissed her cheek.

"Sis, wow, you look fuc- amazing." PJ grinned as Evie hugged her sister's waist.

"Marley! You look like some sort of dark princess. I love it!" the thirteen year old said excitedly.

After the hello's and excited smiles, they were all ushered inside to where the real action was going to take place. Cameron and Marley took their seats near the front, where they were greeted by the cast of the movie.

"Marley, stop looking like a fucking goddess." Elizabeth groaned playfully.

"Ha, sorry about that." Marley winked at her, seeing that Cameron and Mackie were in a deep conversation about Kingsman or something.

But something else caught her eye. Well, more like a someone. A British boy in a dark blue suit with his hand locked with another. Marley bit her lip as their eyes met for a moment. She quickly turned around in her seat and felt a hand on her shoulder.

"You know, he's been asking about you." Chris Evans whispered to her.

"Well that's too bad." she mumbled, her eyes hiding under her short hair.

"I know we don't really talk, but let him talk okay? Will you do that for me kid?" he tried to look at her eyes, but only got a soft nod.

"Yeah," Marley looked at her lap as the lights began to dim down.

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Marley couldn't get her mind off of Tom. Her small chat with Chris lingered in her head and she wished that it would get out of her head. It was that part in that movie where Steve, Sam and Bucky got caught and their items were taken away.

Her leg bounced up and down, her finger lightly tapping against the chair. As for Marley's head, it was perched against Cameron's shoulder and their arms wrapped together as the movie slowly got more intense.

Lucky for her, she was sat at the end of the row so when she slowly got up, it didn't really make a difference.

"Where are you going?" Cameron whispered softlt, his eyes leaving the screen to look at her.

"To use the ladies room." she said dismissively. "I'll be back." Marley grabbed her purse and made her way up the steps, the sound of Steve talking slowly disappearing.

Tom watched them cuddle. His heart raging with a new emotion that he's been feeling for a while, and unconsciously his grip on Liz's hand tightened at the sight of them. He knew he screwed up for blowing up at Marley. It was a dick move and he knows it, but he couldn't admit it until it happened.

Tom felt worse with how things ended. With how Marley admitted her feelings right then and there, completely catching him off guard. His stomach turned, the guilt eating him away as he thought about how terrible she felt about everything.

He couldn't even pay attention to the movie. The thought of her just filled his mind, wondering how to create an apology that she rightfully deserved. Tom played with the ends of his suit, feeling bored and tired. So when he watched Marley walked out of the theater, he took it as a chance.

"I've got to um- use the bathroom." he said lamely, and he winced at how terrible he lied.

"Yeah," Liz kept watching the scene play out, "okay."

Tom carefully and thankfully got passed Robert and Chris, who were both looking at him knowingly. They knew, everyone knew something was up. But it was kept taboo for Marley and Tom's sake. So when he finally exited the theatre he sighed softly, thanking someone above for getting him out. He was able to breathe.

Marley stayed in the girls bathroom. Her eyeliner smudged and mascara running down her cheeks. Luckily she was the only person in there, so she could cry as much as she wanted. But she did so quietly, in case someone happened to walk by or someone walked in.

But yes, Marley was a fucking mess. And for sure not a hot one. She hated him. Hated how happy he made her. Hated how easily she'd smile when he'd say something stupid, like a joke. She hated how much her heart hurt because of him.

"Marley?" a familiar voice asked.

"You n-need to leave." Marley said shakily, already knowing who it was. "It's the fucking girls bathroom."

"You shouldn't be crying." Tom ignored her comment, slowly making his way over.

"Stay right there or I'll scream 'fire.'" she threatened, her back facing him as she wiped her eyes.

But Tom did as he was told. He stopped and stared at her in awe. She looks fucking beautiful. Tom thought until her felt his heart clench when he heard her sniffle and take deep breaths. "I want to say sorry."

Marley stayed still, her hands gripping the counter in front of her as she kept quiet. "I shouldn't have been acting like that. It was childish and foolish, and crazy and-" Tom sighed loudly, running a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry for neglecting you over the past months. It shouldn't have been like that and I shouldn't have been so caught up with Liz and trying to impress her."

He slowly took a step closer, trying to string along more words to say. "To be honest... I was just jealous of Cameron and you."

"Why?" Marley asked in a small voice, glancing over her shoulder before slowly turning around. You couldn't barely hear it, but Tom was able to pick it up.

"Because it should be me making you smile that wide. I should be making you laugh that hard, giving you those stupid butterflies. I'm suppose to be holding you close to my chest on a late night, not him." Tom didn't even realize that with almost every truthfully spoken word, the distance between them got shorter and shorter until her red, puffy brown eyes were staring into his.

Tom softly cupped one side of Marley's face, bringing her forehead to his so they touched and the electricity between them burned. "I like you too." he whispered softly.

Marley's eyes fluttered shut, a shakey breath coming from her lips as she felt Tom's minty breath against her face, the proximity between them getting smaller and smaller. His other hand slowly cupped the other side of her face as her hands covered his, as if it was some sort of way of communicating.

As much as Marley loved the fairy tale moment, reality sunk in and she pried Tom's hands from her face as bit her lower lip. "You're taken, Tom. I-I can't do this." she stepped back, the warmth of his touch immediately draining leaving a cold feeling through her body.

"Mar-"

"I'm not doing that to Liz, and you shouldn't either."

As much as it pained both of them to have such a distance between them, Tom knew she was right. Liz deserved so much more than her boyfriend kissing another girl in the girls bathroom. It was morally wrong and he hung his head low in silence.

Marley grabbed her purse from the counter behind her and without another glance she walked away. As she did, she spoke in a quiet voice and said, "Goodbye, Tom."

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SURPRISE :-)))) that was fucking long, holy shittttt

...so... that happened ;-;

dude what if i ended it there and made a second one?? jk i won't, too much work

i'm sorry, i'm a terrible person looolol

but anywaay, i'm planning a spider-man: hoco fic and i was wondering if any of you would read that? idk if it will happen, but yeah :-))

but question, do y'all agree with marley? or do you wish that they kissed?