Daddy Horan

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Marcel's P.O.V.

What do I tell her? She noticed my bruised hand and face. Do I tell her that I got mad about her and Niall? That I did this to myself? No, no, no. She'll think I'm crazy. I'm Marcel. I'm not crazy. I'm smart and kind and...

"Marcel." She grabbed my face and stared at my bruised eye. "Tell me what happened."

She looked worried. She was so special and beautiful. Niall doesn't deserve her.

"Marcel-"

"I'll tell you when everyone leaves." I hushed her and grabbed her arm gently though I wanted more than anything to hold her tightly.

She only nodded and followed me to the kitchen. Her family was sitting down eating their breakfast with Niall.

"Oh, hello Marcel would you like to join us to eat breakfast? We made ham and egg. I just thought you and Lana would eat with us before you guys go to school." She gave me a smile, hoping for me to accept the offer. I knew she was just being nice to me, just because of my parents. I mean, they are like the richest people from the whole town and everybody knows my family.

My parents didn't really pay any attention to me, they just focus on their work and that's it. I never felt loved by anyone. I was just a nobody in school. That was until Lana. She was the first one to notice me. She wasn't like one of those snobby, selfish, mean girls that just care about popularity. Maybe that's why I suddenly care about her. Possibly love her...

" Yeah, sure." I accepted. I just said yes so I could just try to get her parents to accept me, and get to know me. Maybe later on they can probably let me date lana.

"Please, sit down, I'll bring you guys your plates." Her mom said to Lana and me. I saw Niall giving me a death glare. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? He's bad for her. She wanted me to take her home. She wants me...

I couldn't help the smirk forming.

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Lana P.O.V.

"So, Marcel, I'm sorry for what you witnessed yesterday." Niall cleared his throat and spoke lowly. "I didn't want to bring you into...this." He motined between him and me.

"What's between you two?" Marcel spoke rather loudly."It was a pleasure giving Lana a ride home yesterday." He smiled widely.

"W-what?" Niall frowned.

"Well, we got to know each other better." Marcel nudged me but I stayed frozen with eyes wide. Was he trying to get Niall jealous? Did he have a death wish? "It was quite the ride."

"Marcel-"

"Excuse me." Niall abruptly spoke and got up.

I jumped as I heard the front door slam shut.

"Who the hell slammed the door?!" My father yelled angrily. "Lana-"

"It was Mr.Horan." Marcel shrugged.

"Oh." He scoffed. "Sorry, that you had to see that Marcel. He's quite a angry person all the time."

"It's okay, sir. Well I guess Lana and I should get going. I wouldn't want us to get late to school." He went with my dad shaking his hand. Marcel tried to help me up by giving me his hand but I didn't want to go with him anymore. He had said things to Niall that weren't exactly true. Now God knows how Niall will be towards me. I shook my head and mumbled a small 'thanks'.

"Well I hope you guys have a great day at school. It was really nice meeting you Marcel." My dad smiled smiled. I gave him a quick a kiss on the cheek, trying to already get out of this house to know what had happend to Marcel. Where did the good boy go?