Marley Rose

EMERY SMYTHE

He doesn’t anticipate her reaction. The idea of not being in a relationship doesn’t upset him exactly. It’s always been about people making judgements about him before trying to get to know him. He listens to her praise him and every time he tries to interrupt her, every time he opens his mouth to speak, he can’t get a word in. She keeps going and any bruised ego he might have had at his latest break-up fades fast.

She keeps moving closer and before he can really think about what he’s doing, he finds himself cupping her cheek and leaning in to catch her lips with his own. It had been an unspoken invitation to kiss her and although this is a line he’s always been careful not to cross, the temptation is entirely too much this time.

MARLEY ROSE

When Emery closed the gap between them, it was barely a surprise and yet Marley found herself holding her breath as if it was the most unexpected thing in the world. She leaned back onto the couch, letting him take the lead as her arms snaked their way around Emery’s neck. The joke he mentioned a while ago entered Marley’s thoughts. I’m on my way over to make out with my new girlfriend. She paused from their kiss, leaning back to look at his eyes and let out a small chuckle before reconnecting her lips with his. Making out was familiar territory for Marley—one of the few—and if there was anyone in this world she felt most comfortable with talking about intimacy with men, it was Emery Smythe. 

EMERY SMYTHE

‘I’m sitting so far away because this is my spot. Even Farley knows that.’ He liked the fact that she moved closer though. She was in touching distance and he’d always been a particularly touchy-feely person; especially the more he drank. He’d only finished his first glass as Marley worked through her second. He listened to her story; feeling himself tense up slightly at the thought of anyone fighting with her, anyone yelling at her. It didn’t sit well with him in the slightest. ‘Maybe the idiot should have discussed marriage with you before just springing the question on you.’ he remarked coolly. He found it very easy to blame Chris for everything. ‘You can’t just spring that shit on a person because honestly in the moment, almost anyone would say yes.’

When the conversation turned to him, he leaned back slightly and shrugged his shoulders. I’ll forgive you because you’re cute.’ he laughed before shaking his head. ‘There’s no-one on the scene long-term.’ he answered simply. ‘I’m not really boyfriend material Marls. Most people make assumptions about me because of what I do so they either stay away cause they’re not looking for sex or they approach me because they’re just looking for sex. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not afraid to indulge in the occasional one night stand but it becomes exhausting when that’s all you have on the table.’

MARLEY ROSE

It came as no surprise to Marley that Emery would take her side. Time after time, he has proven his loyalty to her, especially during her roughest patches in the business. He has always been there for her, and she hated seeing him this way. “Not really boyfriend material? Are you kidding? You’re like the most boyfriend material guy I know, and that’s saying something but you you know I know a lot of guys.” Marley joked, hoping to brighten up the mood even by just a little bit. “Seriously though, we’ve known each other four years now, and this is the first time you missed going to one of my tour shows. You’ve probably been to more of my shows than all my exes combined. If that doesn’t show commitment, then I don’t know what does.” She leaned a bit closer to Emery to emphasize her points, taking his hand in hers. “You’re smart, and funny, and kind. Really kind, and patient, and considerate. Even with all your experience, you never make me feel “ “Not to mention you’re pretty much Adonis reborn.” Marley has become a pro at flirting at this point. That was her charm. She was never the sensual girl, but rather the sweet girl next door. Her compliments to guys were usually a bit exaggerated, but with Emery, every word that came out of her mouth were genuine. Granted the delivery was flirty, but that’s how they’ve always been.

EMERY SMYTHE

With a feigned groan, he got up from his seat and followed her through to the couch. He made himself comfortable on his spot; the opposite end of the couch from where Marley sat. He knew he was in for a good night when she finished her first glass. Tipsy Marley did not come out to play often and Emery loved when she did. He reached over the refill he glass and offered her a grin. ‘Well Miss Rose, I think the question on everyone’s lips is just how could you get engaged and fail to tell your most important friend?’ he prompted, arching a brow.

That particular bit of news had shocked him. Marley was one of the people he’d be eager to tell if something so exciting had happened to him and truthfully, he felt a little put out that she hadn’t confided in him until the whole thing was over.

MARLEY ROSE

Marley scrunched her nose at the question she knew quite well was coming. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, you're the only one who knows." With that, Marley once again emptied the glass Emery refilled for her. She may not be amazing with liquor, but she takes pride in her self-control. She never gets too drunk to the point of blacking out. It's just that she knows it doesn't take much for her to lower her inhibitions, so she usually stays away from it. "Aside from Chris, of course, and Farley." She added, starting to feel the wine's effect. "It was just crazy. It was crazy! It was crazy." She added dramatically, her arms a little too animated than usual. "We were uh, making one this one night and I had to stop it, because... well, you know. I prefer to wait, right?" She paused to grab a donut before continuing. "Why are you so far away from me, by the way? I don't have cooties!" Marley complained with a childish pout as she scooted closer to Emery, twisting her body to face him completely. "Anyway, so I thought he was going to break up with me after that because he got really cold but then two days later, he popped the question while we were out having dinner at his place. I said yes, because I couldn't find it in me to say no." With the donut gone, she grabbed the bottle again and started to refill her own glass. She was the perfect amount of buzzed, and it was just the right amount push to get through telling this story for the first time. "I did though, obviously. Unfortunately, I found the courage a week after he proposed. The fight we had was awful, and I... I don't he'll forgive me any time soon."

EMERY SMYTHE

‘You know you’re a rude one Marley Rose.’ he said, shaking his head as he followed her through to the kitchen. ‘I’m wounded that you could hug my dog before me. Sometimes I think you’re only my friend to get to him.’ He pulled out a seat at the counter and plopped himself down. Over the years, he’d come to feel very comfortable in Marley’s house; so much so that he had a particular spot on her couch that he considered his. ‘I couldn’t stop by without a little welcome home gift now could I? Especially since I failed in my friend duty and didn’t make it out to any of your shows this time round.’ he shrugged although he offered her a smile.

The smell of donuts filled the air and he groaned. ‘Fuck me, they smell good.’ As soon as they were in grabbing distance, he closed his fingers around one immediately wincing at how hot it was. Regardless, he took a bite. ‘These are so good babe.’ he praised after he’d finished. ‘I have had dinner which is why I brought the wine. You and I have a great deal of catching up to do, and catching up is always better over wine.’

MARLEY ROSE

Marley couldn't help but laugh as Emery devoured one of her donuts. "Hush, you, you know it's perfectly fine you weren't able to go to any of my shows. It's not like I expected you to fly all the way to Asia. It was a bummer you missed all the food, but if all you want is to hear me sing then I'd gladly do that whenever, wherever. If you're worried about showing your support, then that's silly because I know you do whether or not you're physically there." She poked his side a little bit, hoping to tickle him slightly and make him laugh. "You know I can't handle your pouty face." With that, Marley grabbed the tray of donuts and brought it to the living room, setting it down on her coffee table.

MARLEY ROSE

After two crazy months filled with ramen, roasted ducks in Bali, and oysters in Taipei, Marley Rose’s Unchained Asia tour is finally over. She’s is back in LA in her three-bedroom cottage in Beverly Hill complete with its own pool and garage. It looks like one of the houses she and her mom saw on MTV Cribs back in the day. Marley always found it a bit excessive, but her agent said it was a steal for its price and could be a real investment someday. Besides, the look on her mom’s face when she saw the kitchen practically sealed the deal.

Millie Rose was still in Ohio which meant Marley has the entire place to herself. It’s been a while since she hung out with a friend, let alone invited one over. The dynamic he has with Emery is definitely unique. Her mom even teased her, calling theirs a romantic friendship. After fluffing the pillow next to her and Farley for the eight time, Marley grabs her phone and sends Emery a text.

preparing the ingredients so u wont have to lie to fans for free donuts again. see u in a bit! - ur donut fairy

EMERY SMYTHE

He’d almost been disappointed he’d promised to bring Bernie along with him; it meant he had to take his car and after their conversation discussing his bad boy status, he’d desperately wanted to show up to Marley’s house on his bike, leather jacket on his shoulders with a fake cigarette hanging between his lips. Almost because in truth, he was very much looking forward to seeing the singer. He’d considered trying to surprise her at one of her Asia concerts but work commitments hadn’t granted him the opportunity.

His phone buzzed right as he was parking his car and he laughed at her message.

You’re rude Marley Rose. I got those donuts for being my pretty and witty self. I am looking forward to what you whip up though donut fairy. XO

Thus far, he hadn’t encountered any paparazzi which was a welcome surprise. He’d been pictured with Marley on more than one occasion and while he loved playing up to the camera sometimes, it was bothersome to have to second-guess everything he said or did when he was with her.

He knocked her door, Bernie sitting patiently at his feet. He had a bouquet of flowers in one hand, and an expensive bottle of red wine in the other.

MARLEY ROSE

Marley jumped off the couch immediately when she heard the knocks on the door. Sneaking a glance at through the peephole, she opened the door swiftly with a huge smile on her face. “Here I thought you’d pull a Sandra Dee on me, Smythe.” She was about to leaning towards him, seemingly about to go in for hug until she directed her attention to dog beside him instead, giving Bernie big a hug. “Hey, Berns! I missed you!” She let her hug linger for a couple more seconds before throwing a look to Emery with a wider grin, feeling proud of her teasing. “I’m kidding,” Marley said as she rose from her crouch, giving Emery a tight hug. “I’m really glad to see you, Em. Farley’s out by the garden. Bernie can join him, and we’ll deal with them after we finish in the kitchen. We wouldn’t want to get mauled because we exposed them to peanut butter”