Best friend or Lover?

Chapter. 1 - Best friend or Lover?

Olivia's POV:

"Olivia! It took me all week to finish! But I finally did it!" Marcel yelled to me from down the hall. He was running  to me from his free period class. He looks so cute when he's happy. What? No. Why am I thinking that?! That's Marcel, my best friend for crying out loud!

Marcel was almost to me until Jake, bully comes up to him. "Hey! You!" He yelled.

Marcel just froze. I really want to help him but what could I do? I wasn't bigger than them.

"M-Me?" Marcel asked. "Y-Yeah you!" Jake mimicked as he pocked a finger in his face. I could tell that Marcel was about to cry. But he's strong, he wouldn't cry in front of Jake; that would just make things worse.

"What's this you got there? Huh?" Jake asked.

"I-It's m-my history p-project" Marcel answered.

"You wouldn't mind if I just-" Jake said and quickly grabbed Marcel's project out of his hand. He gave it to two of his friends. There were these big posters to the project they each took one ripped it right in front of his face. I wanted to do something but what would I be able to do? I would probably make it worse. They kept ripping it and then the three of them looking at each other and then nodded. They all then decided to hit Marcel with them.

"Stop! Ow! Please stop! It hurts!" Marcel yelled. Marcel just crouched down and covered his face. I ran behind a corner so that Jake and his friends wouldn't see me. "I think we did enough damage for right now, don't you think boys?" Jake asked. "I think so" One of his friends answered. They walked away laughing and Jake almost fell over 'cause he was laughing so hard.

"L-Liv. They ruined it. They ruined everything" He said sobbing into the palms of his hands. "Marcel, I-" I tried to speak but was cut off by Marcel. "Just don't say a-anything, I'm fine." He said sniffling and crying more. "No you're not. Come here" I said gesturing for a hug. "I-I'm not in the mood" He said. "O-Oh. Okay" I said as the bell rang. That was the dismissal bell meaning me can finally go home now.

"Marcel! Wait up! Whoa dude! You walk fast when you're upset! Jeez!" I said trying to catch up to Marcel. "Sorry love." He said wrapping an arm around me. He's so perfect.

We walked out of the school and waited for his brothers to come out too. We sat on a bench waiting.

It got pretty boring waiting for his brothers but it's whatever. I was looking around at a tree beside Marcel; then I noticed it. "M?" I asked. "Yeah?" He replied looking at me as our eyes met. I instantly looked away and right to what I was talking about. "Did they hurt you that bad?" I asked lifting up his sleeve a bit to look at a bunch of bruises. "Um...yeah. But it uh...doesn't hurt as bad anymore." I just nodded and looked away.

It got quite after that until I blurted out, "I'm really sorry that I couldn't do anything about earlier. I didn't want to do anything 'cause I thought I would make it worse and-" He didn't let me finish, he just hugged me so tight. He let go and held my shoulders, "Liv, none of that was your fault. It happens almost everyday so no one can really control it." "I know but I wish I could have done something." I said looking down.

"So umm...where are your brothers?" I asked.

"I don't know." He replied shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh uh...okay." I said.

My legs were shaking and I was biting my nails; that could only mean one thing. I was nervous. But what am I nervous about? Maybe it was just school stress? Yeah probably.

"Hey Liv, what are you so nervous about?" Marcel asked putting his hand on my knee to try to stop it from shaking.

"Umm....I don't know, probably school I guess?" I answered.