OMF GUISE SO I TOLD MY DAD THAT I GOT 1.2K READS ON WATTPAD AND HE TOLD ME HE WANTS TO READ IT BUT LOL MY OTHER MARCEL FICS HAS CUSSES ON IT SO I LET HIM READ THIS ONE AND IM LAUGHING BECAUSE I GET TO MEET THE BOYS TODAY EHEH
so yes this is the last chapter weyhey
I got audio ready ok. skip to 1:24
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*talent show time*
*Nak's POV*
I havent talked to Marcel in a few days. Now its the day for the talent show. Why is he avoiding me.
On second thought, someone left a letter on my desk.
"Wait for the talent show. I'll show you who i really am. -H.S xx"
HS? I dont know someone with initials like that. And i do know everybody i talk to. Why would someone hide "who i really am" to me? Im getting a really creeped out right now.
I sat down my desk and eyed the room for Marcel. Why is he not around? He never skipped school. Is everything okay?
The thing is, my day wont be complete without seeing Marcel. He would always make me laugh in his simple ways.
I think im inlove with him but i can never be sure about that. I can always feel myself smiling when im with him. I have no idea how love can feel. But he gives me a hint.
*hours later*
Well, im here. And i got really good seats. I was seated with my girlfriends and some jocks as well.
Where is Marcel? Will he go to the talent show?
The lights went dim and everyone started performing. Some tried juggling. Some sang. Some danced. And some went and did nothing.
But i wasnt watching them. I was listening for the names. Someone with the initials 'H.S'
An hour and a half passed and still, no one with the initials H.S. Are you playing some kind of trick on me? Do you want me to clog up your bumhole?
"For the last contestant, We have... Harry... Styles?"
Harry Styles? H.S?
Why does he look familiar. Like a guy under glasses. Just like... no.
He's Marcel.
*Marcel's POV*
Here i go. Infront of everyone else. Some wont even notice me. But im not doing this for them. Im doing this for Naks.
Now there she is. Standing right infront of me. I took a deep breath and started singing.
*play the audio now and harry's outfit is at the right side as well*
*end of performance*
I quickly went down the stage and shook all the pressure off.
"Marcel.." someone said and i turned around. It was her.
"N-naks." i said and looked down. But took a few steps closer.
"You never told me that you can sing.. and that you have a second name." she laughed and went closer.
"And a second personality." i said and laughed. Then an eerie silence came to us.
"So this is who you really are.." she whispered silently.
Before anything else, i leaned in to kiss her. Our lips fit together like puzzle pieces. Like it was meant to be like this. This moment, right here. But then, she kissed back. And every missing piece my life was missing flew to me.
And then we pulled away. And i rested my forhead unto hers. She smiled and blushed in return and i just rubbed my nose into hers. Resulting for her to giggle.
"Will you uhmm.. be my girlfriend?" i had nothing to loose. I felt invincible.
"Yes." She said and no words could explain how i felt. How perfect this moment was. I leaned in to kiss her again, and this time, she wrapped her arms around me and i held her waist. We were - dare i say it- infinite.
We pulled away and went back to the audience. But faar way at the back. I held her in my arms and kissed her cheek occasionally.
"And the winner is, KENICHI EBINA." the teacher announced.
She faced me with a frown and i still held her waist.
"Why the frowny face?" i said and kissed her nose.
"You didnt win. You shouldve won!" she pouted and rested her head on my chest.
"I have everything i want. The most precious thing i won" i said and she looked up, smiling. We kissed again like nobody was watching. Now, im complete.
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i love this story so much im crying omfaknfsa
oh you can go search for keinchi ebina. america's got talent. he's dope.
when i say i get to meet the boys
i mean their cardboard cutouts lol
thank you for reading aw <3
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