Dimples and Glasses

Chapter 13

*Marcel's POV*

I cursed under my breath as I walked out of the school alone, the tears rolling down my cheeks.

"I can't believe her...." I grumble to myself out loud, "....I honestly can't believe she would do that, 'standing up for me..' I don't need to be protected! I can stand up for myself."

Truthfully, if I had stood up for myself at the beginning, then I still would have been beaten up, but Noëlle didn't have to say anything..she should have stayed quiet. I know she wants to protect me and all, but she could have picked a better situation to do it.

I sigh, and slowly make my way to my car, when I hear a voice.

"You alright?"

I turn around and see a tall blonde girl, who for once doesn't have the same fake smile plastered to her face.

"I'm fine, thanks." I huff, and go to walk away, when she grabs my arm.

"Look. I'm not as stuck up as you think, I just heard you talking to yourself and wanted to check on you. I saw what went down earlier..and I wanted to apologize for what those jerks did to you. I know that problem means nothing but..sorry anyways." She says, and for once, I hear a genuine sympathetic voice coming from her lips.

"Thanks Sarah, but I'm fine." I say calmly.

"You act like you don't know me, and you don't, but I know a bit about you."

"Oh really?" I ask, slightly intrigued.

"Yes. I watch you in Art class, and it's actually very amusing watching you work on projects, you always run a hand through your hair before you start, and you bite your lip when you are really into a project. I've always wanted to get to know you, but your psycho girlfriend never lets you out of her sight." She replies, laughing a bit at her remark, and I don't know whether to be taken back or to not believe her.

"Firstly, I don't know if I'm even her boyfriend anymore..and why would you want to get to know me? I'm a nerd." I spit out.

"Harry, I know more about you than you think. I know you don't remember, but we used to go to the same school once, when we were a bit younger. Someone told me about what happened to you and I felt really bad for you, I actually wanted to befriend you, but you disappeared shortly after."

I look at her, shocked. How does she-

"Wait how did you-"

"I know you changed your name, you didn't legally change it. I don't know how, but I ended up going to the same school that you later went to as well. I've been here for a bit longer than you, but when I saw your face, I knew it just had to be you. I couldn't find "Harry" on Facebook when I looked your name up, so I looked up Marcel, and much to my surprise, your face popped up. Look, sorry if I sound like a creep, but I wanted to tell you that I'm here for you. If you ever need a friend." She finished, and slowly wrote down something on a piece of paper.

"Here. My number, in case you wanna chat sometime, as friends. Don't worry, I don't wanna steal you away from Noëlle or anything. You two are cute. Just don't give up on each other, okay?" She smiled, and for the first time since the incident, I smiled back.

"I'll see you around Harry." She said, and for the first time, hearing my real name made me happy.

Saturday morning, after I had cooled down, I tried to text Noëlle, but got no response. Maybe she was busy or doing homework, I suppose.

I took it upon myself to go buy some flowers and make up for my bad behaviour. I really hope she forgives me.

"What size bouquet?" The man at the counter asked.

"A good sized one, I messed up big time."

"Alright."

The man rung me up and sent me on my way with a large bouquet of roses.

I slowly headed to Noëlle's house, still hesitant on whether she wanted me to see her. I had ignored her texts earlier because I was still angry at her, but I hope she'll forgive me when I bring her these flowers.

As I pull up to Noëlle's house, I see a very familiar looking guy at her door. She lets him in, but I saw a look of hesitation on her face. Then he turns and looks around before walking in, and I recognize who he is.

Louis.