Hey guys! This is my first Star vs. TFOE fanfic and I'm so excited. I don't own any characters.
Marco P.O.V
I was angry. So fucking angry at Star. Her lips on him, His lips on her. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and took a swig out of my beer bottle. We were driving home from a party. Yeah I was pissed beyond recognition but I couldn't just leave her there on her own. Her small body was curled against the seat, her cheek resting on the freezing material. I sighed and switched on the heat, watching her face relax as it got warmer in the car. 'Marco, it isn't what you think." her voice was quiet and I could tell her lip was quivering.
"Star , how the hell was it not what I think? You kissed him!" I growled at her. Our house was about a block away. I pressed the gas pedal, hard. I could hear the tires squeal as I sped up. I wanted to be home. In my own bed, away from her. I needed to think. We weren't together, but we had kissed. We had held hands and all that shit. I was in love with the tiny blonde girl sitting in the seat next to me.
"Marco! Please slow down!" she yelped. Her voice made me angry. My vision clouded over as my thoughts took over my mind once again. I loved her so much. So damned much that it hurt. "Please, I'm sorry!" she cried and tried to touch my arm. We were going 87 in a 40 MPH zone. Good. Scare her. I jerked away from her touch, swerving into another lane and then swerving back into our lane.
She was hysterical now. Like I had been when I saw her with her lips on someone elses.
Flashback:
"Have you seen a blonde girl, about 5'2 and really hyper?" I asked as I stared down at the girl in front of me. She shook her head as she moved her hips to the beat. Her eyes roamed my body and I quickly turned away from her. After asking a few more people and checking several different rooms, that's when I saw them.
Alex, the star quarterback at our high school, pressing his lips against stars. Her eyes were wide as I stared at them. She blinked and made a move to pull away. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her closer.
"You fucking bastard!" I yanked him off of her. He stumbled and his shoulder slammed into the wall. She looked horrified up at me. I had a height advantage on her now. I stood nearly 6 foot. She shrank back away from me as I gently put my hand on her back. "Please I want to go home" I pleaded. She nodded slowly and let me guide her out the door. My beer bottle rattled in the cup holder before I picked it up.
I was angr-
"Marco!" Star screamed. I saw a pair of headlights, glass everywhere before I saw nothing at all. I heard crying somewhere to my right. I opened my eyes to see star laying on the hood of the car, her legs still inside the car. Her face was gashed and bloody as she lay on the dented hood of the car. Blood dripped down my forehead, I moved to wipe it away but winced. People were talking.
"Unresponsive Caucasian female. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Conscious but unresponsive Hispanic male. Brown hair, brown eyes" a mans voice spoke. Tears streamed down my face as they loaded Star onto the stretcher. Her hair stuck to her bloodied forehead and her face was contorted in pain. "Don't worry baby we're getting you out of here" I heard a womans voice on my other side. An older black woman with graying hair was slowly cutting through my seat belt, two people pulling me out and laying me on another stretcher and loading me into the ambulance. I wanted Star. I wanted to hold her and apologize. I knew I couldn't. "Go to sleep baby. You're gonna be ok I promise" the voices faded slowly. I wanted Star.
Please be alright.