Yuli's P.O.V

I went upstairs and took off my jacket. I hanged it up in the closet and went back downstairs. I sat on the couch and watched TV. I wasn't sure what to do, even though I lived here for four years. Then my name was called. I looked behind me, seeing Marco's mom with a smile. I smiled back and answered by saying "Yes?" She walked over to me and sat in the couch in my left. She grabbed a box and she grabbed a picture frame with a picture of a two couple.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"That's me and my husband. We did a picture day thing and it was really amazing." She said calmly.

"You guys look lovely."

"Thank you. It's been a long one since we went out though."

"Well, maybe one day he'll surprise you?" I said nervously.

She chuckled then has the sweetest smile.

"You're just like Marco."

"I am?"

"Mhm."

I smile when I thought about him. I don't think I'm like him...or am I?

"You act like him because, he's a very sweet boy," She said while putting the picture frame back in the box.

"And you're a very nice person like he is."

"Ohhhh, make sense," I smiled.

"Where is he anyways?"

"He went somewhere with his dad."

"Oh."

There was silence after. I felt really awkward afterwards. She stood up and then walks to the kitchen then calls out.

"Do you want to bake something?" She asked.

"Um..sure! What is that we're baking today?" I answered.

"Well, do you want to cookies?"

"Yeah, let's do this!" I laughed.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a cookie pan. Hm, I assume maybe baking with Marco's is not that bad. I washed my hands and tied my hair in a ponytail. Marco's mom grabs the baking stuff and I grabbed medium silver bowl, rinsed it, and put it on the table. I grabbed the cookie powder and poured it in the bowl. Then I followed the instruction on the back and I did so. Seven minutes later, I made a ball of dough and put it on the tray. I counted the ball doughs and I say, twenty-four. I put it in the oven and put on the degrees that is suppose to say on the box.

Once I waited, Marco's mom looked at the sink and sighed.

"I hate doing dishes but I gotta go use the bathroom real quick, okay?" she said tiredly.

"Oh uh..okay." I smiled nervously.

After she left, there was silence after. I looked at the dishes and looked back at the bathroom door. I smiled a little and started the dishes just to be nice and I don't want her to stress over herself to have more work to do anyways.

Time past and I finished it since there were not really any. I open the oven and the cookies were not really done yet, so I put it in for three more minutes and I sat down on the couch, thinking about Marco. I smiled about him and wondered when he'll ever come home. I miss him already. The bathroom door opened and I turned my head to see Marco's mom. She went to the kitchen and gasped.

"Who did the dishes?" She said in shock.

"Oh um...I did it for you so you don't have to make yourself have more work to do." I smiled.

"Aww, thank you! Work has been stressing me out lately, and I wanted to relax for a bit." She sighed.

"Oh, well you can rest while I watch for the cookies."

"Oh okay. You sure you can do it on your own?"

"Yeah, don't worry, i'll try to be careful."

Even not to bring the house down by leaving the oven too hot. She smiled and sat on the couch and watched TV. She seems to love sports too. The oven beeped and I grabbed the tray and let it cool on the counter. After that, I swept the floor and cleaned the table. I put my hair up in a ponytail and somehow I find myself cute since I look like an anime girl. Since I was done doing some small chores, I got the cookies out of the trays and put it on a plate and covered it with another plate.

Then I went upstairs and later on the bed. Ehhh I'm so tired, even though I didn't really do anything. I went to Marco's room and changed my clothes into sweatpants and a shirt with sleeves. I lay down on the bed and pulled my hair down then didn't find myself that I drifted off to sleep.

Later...

I opened my eyes slowly and see darkness in the room. I looked around and see Marco, just walking around doing things. I turned back my head and realized that my body was covered with a blanket and I was curious that Marco did it. I sighed and sat up on the bed. He turned his head to look at me and smiled.

"Hey cutie, you're up. How was your sleep?" he question.

"Um..it was good." I smiled tiredly.

I lay back down and he went on the bed, laying next to me. I blushed and turned away quickly. He chuckled and puts his arm on me.

"What's wrong princess? Did I do something?" He teased.

I smiled and turned to face him.

"No you didn't. You're too cute to be in trouble you know?" I said calmly.

He smiled and kissed my head. I blushed more and squealed while putting my face into his chest.

"Aww you're adorable!" He laughed.

I rolled my eyes sarcastically and giggled. I looked up at him and smirked when he turned his head away. I got on top of him but he got on top of me instead. Shit. I cover my face with my hands and he laughed.

"I know what you were trying to do." He smirked.

"No you don't! I wasn't gonna do anything!" I lied.

"Whatever."

He lay his body on mine and moved my wrist on the bed. Marco kissed my lips and I blushed. Ehh I wanna die. He pulled away and smiled. I smiled back and kissed his lips this time. I pulled away and he looked speechless. I giggled and put my forehead against his. Marco lay down on me and started nuzzling my cheek. I chuckled and felt ticklish.

"I love you so much." He said gently.

"Aww, I love you too." I smiled.

He chuckled and kissed my lips again. I feel so adored right now. He pulled away and went to my neck and kissed it too. I blushed red and ground cutely.

"Ahh why?" I said.

"What?" He questions.

"You're kissing my neck...why?"

"Because I love you." He smirked.

I giggled and he rest his head on my chest. I shoved my face on top of his head, putting my fingers through his hair. I kissed it and nuzzled my face after.

"You're so warm..." Marco mumbled.

"Hm?" I questioned.

"You're warm babe."

Oh. My. God. I never ever EVER heard him say that before...even though it's been four years, he never called me that. Ehhhh.

"B-babe?" I felt nervous.

"Yes?"

"Oh, I meant the other way like, why call me...babe?"

He was silent for a moment until he laughed. I felt so stupid after questioning that. I sat up and he looked at me. I stared back and he gave a warm smile.

"The reason why I would call you that because you're my girlfriend. And for that, I'll give you a nickname which is babe and babygirl." He winked with a smirk.

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

I blushed and he touched my cheek with his hand. He gently kissed my lips and put his forehead against mine.

"You're my babygirl," He said softly with a smile.

"And since you call me Polo and Cutie, I'll just call you babygirl."

"Oh...um...okay." I smiled.

"You don't like the name?"

"I do like it cutie! It's adorable how I'm called "babygirl"."

"Ohhhh."

I nodded and kissed his lips again. Wow we love kissing. Then Marco immediately put his head on my shoulder. I smiled and sighed then he raised his head up to stare at me. Then out of no where, he boops my nose. I gave him a look and giggled. He laughed and started tickling me. I squealed and we both fell sideways and laughed. Then the door opened and Marco's mom came in with a disgusted face.

"What are you guys doing?" She asked.

"Playing." Marco called.

I snickered and he did the same. His mom nodded and left the room. There was silence between us and I smiled.

"I love ya." I said calmly.

"I love you too." He smiled.

He scooted closer to me and I wrap my arms around him. Marco did the same and kissed my head. I smiled and rest my head on his chest then closed my eyes again and went straight to sleep.