"Babe. Babe?" Marcel whispered.
"Shhhhhhhh!" Olivia shushed putting a finger on his lips. "I'm on the phone."
"Mum. Mum. Listen- No, no. Listen please. Mum, y-you don't understand. Mum! Please listen, you need to get here. I don't care if it's my birthday, you need to pick us up. Please! Thank you, thank you, thank you. Okay. Bye mum."
"Marcel." Olivia took his hand "We need to go, like now. My mum is picking us up, come on."
"U-uh, okay. Let's go then. B-but are you sure? It was your birthday present...f-from me." he looked down and shed a tear.
"Aww. I'm sorry. I know it was, but my mum is already on her way. If it makes you feel better we can go out to eat, I just can't stay here with everything going on. Once again, I'm really sorry and I know getting those tickets were a lot of work and I know that it means a lot to you. And I hope one day I get to meet the four of them, but until then, it's just gonna be a dream in my head." Olivia spoke.
She wrapped her arms around Marcel's body. Marcel did the same. He closed his eyes embracing the hug as tears shed from his eyes. Seconds later Marcel lets go, but Olivia doesn't. She holds onto Marcel like she'll never hug him again.
"Okay." Olivia breaths as she let go of him "lets go".
Marcel takes Olivia's face in his hands. He caressed her cheek as he wiped the tears from her eyes falling down slowly as she sniffled.
"It's okay. Everything will be alright." he re-assured her.
"Please don't leave" she sniffled.
"Why would I leave?" he asked very concerned.
"Just making sure" she answered. Marcel was not satisfied with her answer.
They walked to the police and the guards and told them they would be leaving. They figured the two of them didn't want to stay after what happened.
Olivia and Marcel walked out of the venue and into the parking lot waiting for Olivia's mum to arrive. That's when Olivia's phone rang. She took it out of her pocket. Olivia looked at her phone, no caller ID. She's hesitant about answering her phone.
She answered the phone scared of what could happen next. Her voice shake-y as she answered it. "H-hello?"
"I know where you live" the mysterious voice spoke.
"U-um...y-you do?" she asked.
"Yeah. I do." the voice spoke again.
Olivia recognized the accent from the line. She new that voice by heart. Harry.
"Harry." she spoke sternly this time.
"For fucks sake. How did you know?" Harry asked.
"Babe, you have an accent and a very deep voice." Olivia stated a bit sarcastically "you didn't think I was l that stupid did you?"
"Well I mean-"
"Heyyy" Olivia mumbled.
"I'm joking, I'm joking, I'm joking." he surrendered.
"Hopefully you are" she said sitting down on a bench with Marcel.
"So," Harry started "how's the concert going? It doesn't sound too loud there"
"Oh. Well, uh, funny story. We left." Olivia spoke cutting straight to the point.
"What happened?" he asked concerned.
"Nothing. I uh, wasn't feeling too well so we left. We're waiting for my mum to pick us up" she lied.
"Oh. Okay. Well I hope you feel better. I've got to go; Edward got his head stuck in the banister of the stairs again." Harry spoke quickly. Olivia chuckled a bit at what was said but then quickly hung up to avoid awkwardness.
Olivia got off the phone with Harry and shoved her phone back in her back pocket of her pants. Marcel gripped Olivia's shoulder and brought her close to his chest. She laid her head down on his shoulder and inhaled deeply.
Olivia heard a buzz on her phone and quickly took it out again. She read the name "Edward<3". She looked at the text. It shocked her when she first read it. But the second message from Edward scared her, just a bit.
"He must be dr*nk or something." she said to herself shaking off what he had text her reading it over and over. The texts played back in her head a thousand times. "Hey babe, I know you want me 😉" "I love you 😘"
"Hey are you alright?" Marcel asked her as he saw she was a bit uneasy.
"Uh, yeah. I'm good." she answers still a bit speechless.
I hope you like this chapter. I know it's a bit shorter, but it's what I can do rn. I just came back from having c*vid, but I'm all good now.
I love you guys <3
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Best friend or Lover?
FanfictionOlivia Jackson, a teenage girl trying to live her normal life. But when she soon finds out she has been in love with her best friend, Marcel Styles, will things change between them?