AN:/ Mmk well in advance sorry it's short and it looks small on this edit screen... so if it's small for you as well SORRY I don't know how to fix it if it's a problem... Anyways read an enjoy and I will continue on the bottom. And also um Marceline and Marshall Lee MAY HAVE engaged in some activity that is inappropriate for teen reading. So that said, read and enjoy!

Marshall Lee's P.O.V

I opened my eyes and felt a cool hand over my chest. And now that my sleep was wearing off, I felt a cool body next to me and saw a lock of jet-black hair. I jolted upright. Then, not believing what my mind was telling me, snuck a peek at the sexy vampire lady next to me. 'Mar-Mar…' I eased my head back down to act as if I had just woken up.

"Mar-Mar." I prodded, poking her cheek. She grunted in annoyance at being unwillingly brought back from her slumber. I poked her other cheek. She swatted my hand away muttering obscenities. I pinched her nose. This time she smacked my face.

"WHAT?! Damn, I'm awake!" She groveled, snuggling back into my red velvet sheets. I counted five seconds down on my fingers. She gasped and looked over her shoulder back to me.

"WHAT THE FU-" She scrambled to get up resulting in her falling off the bed and onto the floor. I held back my laughter and floated over to the edge of the bed. She hopped up and leaned against the wall. Her face a mix of horror, confusion, and panic. I grinned.

"Do you remember me now?" Her face went blank for a second. Red tears started to stream down her face. She opened her mouth to speak then, deciding against it, turned around and quickly and ran out the door. A few seconds later I heard the front door slam.

Marceline's POV

I bit my lip to keep back a sob, and sat down on the grass putting my head in between my knees. The wind blew a hard gust of cold air onto my body and I realized I was in nothing but my underwear.

'Could this day get any worse?'

As if the world were answering me it began to rain and the rain was cold, it hit my skin like a frosty needle…. But I liked the pain. It helped me to forget. I heard the door open behind me and I sniffled a bit. Marshall came towards me, fully dressed, with a blanket and umbrella in his hand. He sat down on the wet grass next to me putting the towel around my shoulders and stuck the umbrella deep in the ground so he wouldn't have to hold it.

"Mar-Mar…" He started, shuffling closer to me.

"Shut up." I snapped, angling my body away from him.

"What did I do to make you hate me?"

"No, Marshall. You don't understand.

"Then make me fucking understand!"

"You're getting mad at me..."

"Well no shit, I am!"

"Stop yelling at me!"

"Tell me what's going on!"

"You won't get it!"

"Try me!"

"I don't want to talk about it!"

"Just tell me!"

"Stop!"

"Why won't you tell me?!"

"Shut up!"

"Tell me! Do you hate me or something?"

"Shut up!"

"Did I do something wrong?!"

"Stop talking!"

"Are you too fucking good for me now? Is that it?"

"Marshall!"

"Don't want to be seen with me anymore, huh?!"

"SHUT UP!"

"TELL ME!"

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU OKAY?! I DON'T WANT TO. BUT I DO. I WANT TO SEE YOU AS A FRIEND BUT I CAN'T BECAUSE YOU'RE SO GOD DAMN SEXY."

I could feel his eyes on me after he heard what I just said, but I didn't want to look at him and see the disgusted look in his eyes.

"Mar-Mar…"

"Leave me alone! You got what you wanted!"

"Mar-Mar… I…"

"No, I already know you don't feel the same. Just go."

He put his hand on my chin and forced me to look at him. In his eyes were not disgust but, shock and even… appreciation?

"Marceline Abadeer. I do not hate you. I love you more than anything or anybody I've ever loved in my entire undead life. And these past thousand years have been unbearable without you with me. I miss your smile, your infectious laugh, the way your lips feel on mine… And the worst thing in the world is for me to see you unhappy. I love you. Don't you ever think anything else. Always have, always will. And I have no idea why you would ever think I didn't. Why do you think I kissed you that day on the beach? Because I thought it was a game? No. I wanted you… to want me back. And you have always pushed me away, but I always come back because I don't want anybody but you. Only you. I hate that it took you a thousand years to finally say you loved me. We could have been together all this time." He flashed me one of his trademark grins, except it seemed different from the others, like it was maybe a little brighter.

"I-I don't know what to say Marshall…" I said after minutes of staring into each others eyes in silence.

"Can you at least give it a try? If you say no, I swear I'll pull more of the sappy stuff on you." He said nudging my shoulder.

"Can you prove it?"

"Prove what?"

"What you said… Can I… C-can I read your book?" He looked at me quizzically before realizing what I meant.

"Ah… So that was what you were doing in my room." He said with a smirk. Feeling heat rush to my face, I turned away. I looked up and noticed that the rain had stopped and the sun was beginning to peek through the clouds. Marshall hissed in pain beside me and as ray of sunlight hit his shoulder.

"Ouch. We should really get back inside now," He said getting up and taking the umbrella out of the ground so that it covered us from the light. "C'mon, lets go take a look at my book." He added putting his arm over my shoulders and leading me back inside.

AN:/ (continued) Alrighties! There is a serious issue that I am starting to notice... I AM NOT GETTING REVIEWS! OMG THAT MAKES ME SOO SAAADDD! PEOPLE PLEASE SHOW YOU'RE LOVE FOR THIS STORY IT MOTIVATES ME. AND MOTIVATION GETS ME WRITING. NO MOTIVATION= LESS WRITING= LONGER TIME PERIOD BETWEEN CHAPTERS. SO ANYWAYS REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW AND TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVED THAT ARGUING PART! I loved it soooo much.. But I'm like... a huge sap for crazy romantic moments... BUT NOT THE POINT! Review guys it makes me happy! PLEASE! And again sorry this was short and the next chappie might be as well because we will be taking a journey into the contents of Marshall's book (er. Man diary... Vampire diary? uhh Vampire journal?) and this might take a while for me to write because I don't know what goes on through a guys head...But if you REVIEWWW it might give me the motivation I need to REALLY TRY. And get it to you sooner!