A Nerd's Love Story: A Marcel FanFic (One Shot)

"Hey bitch!" Lexy laughed as she took her seat next to me. Math class, the last class before the infamous school dismissal bell. And it was Friday, even better!

"Hey cunt." I said in a sassy tone. We've been best friends since 6th grade, we've grown to be more like sisters. "Did you hear, Mr. Fox is giving us group projects? He better put us together!"

"Ashley, we've been partners since 6th grade. There's no way in hell we'd had that much bad luck. Besides, we all know Mr. Fox wants me. If he splits us up, he won't get the v."

We couldn't help but burst out laughing, and no one even paid attention because it's the usual for us.

About 10 minutes before class ended, Mr. Fox got everyones attention.

"I will now announce your project partners. Lexy... you'll be working with Louis." He went on while Lexy and I freaked out at the fact we wouldn't be project partners for the first time in 6 years.

"As long as I don't have to work with Marcel, I think I'll be ok." You could hear the disappoint in my voice.

"Are you done whining you two?" Mr. Fox said in an angry tone, "Ashley, your partners with Marcel."

Of course, I thought. It's bad enough he split me and my best friend up, but he had to put me with the nerdiest kid in the whole world? No, I wasn't the most popular girl in school, but I did have a reputation and it didn't include communicating with people like Marcel. As soon as I could roll my eyes, the bell rang. The day was finally over.

"I'll text you later." Lexy said before she ran out.

I took my time packing my things becuase frankly, I had no where else to be. As I walked out the door, Marcel was waiting for me.

"I-I was w-wondering, if m-maybe, you'd w-want to come to m-my house Saturday n-night. To work on t-this project." We switched numbers and I told him to text me his address, that'd I'd be at his house 12pm tomorrow.

As I walked to my locker, I got a text. I thought to myself "Damn Marcel." but it was a text from Niall. "Meet me at the park in 10." I smiled, quickly got my things from my locker and headed to my car. I couldn't drive fast enough to see Niall. We've been dating for 6 months, and I could swear on anything he's the one. Yeah, we have our problems but what couple doesn't right? Right?

As soon as I parked, I saw him sitting on the bench. "Hey sweetie," I kissed his cheek, "How was school?" He looked at me and I could see the anger in his eyes. "Babe, what's wrong?" I said worried.

"I think you know EXACTLY what's wrong!" Niall said, almost yelling.

"Babe, what are y-" He interrupts.

"How many times do I have to tell you NOT to talk to another man? HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES?! I saw you talking to Marcel and I-"

"NIALL, REALLY? You're freaking cause I talked to him? We're project partners. It means nothing!!"

Niall has always been really jealous and protective, I thought it was a little cute, how much he cared. Or did he? He dragged me to his car, and threw me in the back seat.

Before I knew it, I was sitting in the driver's seat of my car, tears streaming down my face. Hesitant, I pull down the mirror. I look at my reflection. A black eye, a bloody nose and a swollen lip. "What have I ever done wrong?" I say to myself over and over, applying cover-up so no questions are asked when I get home. To be honest, Niall was abusive. Always has been. But I was always scared to break up with him, could you blame me? This is the 10th time he's done this in 6 months, but I've kept it a secret. No one needs to know. I drive home, then stay in my room the rest of the night until I fall asleep at 8pm, crying.