I Don't Wanna Love Somebody Else (Gumlee)

Chapter 11: I Won't Forget You

Gumball POV:

I looked into Marshall's deep red eyes. His eyes began to water, I began to wipe the tears with my thumb. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. He pushed my hands away with his pale hand. "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Lately, I have thinking a lot about me, and how I am just going to be alone. F-forever. I am cursed to be alone, to be forever young, as I watch everyone I love get old and die. No one will miss me, no one." he took a breath and spoke again, "I won't be missed, I will be here forever, and no one will even care, or remember." He put his fingers through his dark hair, "I shouldn't have came, I-I'm sorry, I'll just go," he said then quickly ran towards the window.

I grabbed his hand, his head turned quickly towards me. "Marshall," I paused then spoke again, "I won't forget you, Marshall Lee." I said before kissing him. Our lips touched, then he wrapped I moved my arms around his neck. He put his hands on my hips, as his tongue touched my bottom lip. His body forced mine against the wall, as my mouth let his touch inside. Our tongues touched which other as we put them in each other's mouth. My hand fiddled with his hair on the back of hid head, then our bodies moved to the bed. His body hovered over mine, as he took his shirt off. I put my lips back on his, his hand wandered and went up my shirt. He kissed my neck as he rubbed my chest. my head tilted back, and Marshall smiled against my skin.

His hand went lower, and lower, then he rubbed my boxers. I tried to hold in any noises that wanted to come out of my mouth. "N-no~" I said, "Marshall no!" I repeated. He quickly got off of me, and I sat up quickly covering my face. There was a knock and a voice outside the door. "Prince Gumball?" I heard Peppermint Maid say. My face was red, and I looked at Marshall, but he was gone. I pulled the blanket over me. She poked her head in, and thought I was asleep. She walked up to the window and began to close it, "Don't close it." I said politely. She jumped slightly, startled by my voice. She nodded and left the room. I stood up, and ran my hand through my pink sweaty hair. I looked at the ground, and picked up Marshall's shirt. I looked out the window, still having bright red on my face.

Marshall's POV:

"What the hell is wrong with me?" I said as I  flew through the air. I hit my head with my hand repeatedly. I flew towards my house, as quickly as I could. I landed myself to the ground, and walked up to the door then opened it. My cat, Snowbelle, welcomed me home. "Hello darling," I said while picking her up. She meowed and rubbed her head against my face. I laughed and put her down. I scratched my head and sighed. She rubbed against my leg, and purred. She was a sweetheart, if only she could talk, I would tell everything that happened earlier, and how much of a fool I am. I took a deep breath, and blushed at the fact about what happened earlier tonight. I stretched my arm, then remembered, I left my shirt at Bubba's room. I sighed again, and took my pants off.

I grabbed Snowbelle, and  went upstairs.  I threw my body onto the bed, and layed  there. Snowbelle got out of my arms, and layed next to me. I was wide awake. I sat up and I grabbed my guitar that was next to my bed. I began to stroke the strings, and begin to sing. As I sang, all the kissing and all the things that were said earlier, ran through my head, I hit my forehead. I couldn't focus with all the thoughts going through my head.