Marcel.

2. No idea.

"Would you like to stop interrupting me?" I retorted at him, he looked rather scared and nodded

"Fine, in the end Marcel helped me unpack my boxes and we became rather close, he was the boy next door at this point. We hung out a few times and were friends, well next is the first day at school" I spoke taking a deep breath before continuing.

~past~

I heard a knock at the door as I flung it open in my new uniform, I knew who it was. Marcel stood there and burst out laughing, this was not attractive i shook my head as a smile crept onto my lips and a small chuckle escaped.

"You look beautiful!" Marcel told me sarcastically as I shook my head and pouted my bottom lip

"I look gross!" I stated as he rolled his eyes

"Come here I know how to sort this out" he stepped closer as I looked at him confused, he grabbed the top of my knee length skirt and rolled it over twice; making it an appropriate length, he got me to take off the blazer and slightly puffed my long sleeved top over, he re-done my tie and scuffed my socks up a bit, he finally told me to put my backpack on, I looked in the mirror and smilled, I look awesome.

"Thankyou!" I squealed and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck, he chuckled and hugged me back

"Now lets go before we're late" he stated as I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Bye!" I yelled as I dragged him out the door and shut it, we wandered down the road talking about school, what it's like.

***

"Hey Marcel nice glasses" a boy yelled at Marcel as we walked down the hall, a few comments were shouted at him as his head hung low and he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, I looked around shocked at the students who laughed along at the comments.

"Marcel who are those boys?" I asked as he shook his head, refusing to tell me, looks like I'll have to find out myself, I stopped and grabbed Marcels shoulder making him stop, I turned around and saw the group of douche's

"Excuse me? Who do you think you are?" I yelled across the hall as they started to walk towards me and Marcel

"Georgia no, let's go" Marcel begged as he pulled on my arm, I wouldn't budge

"No Marcel this isn't right" I stated as I turned around to see one of the boys in front of me; he was actually rather good looking.

"And who are you?" He bitterly spoke, his breath stunk. I smirked as a plan formed in my head, I dug into my pocket to find some gum.

"Georgia Rose, and you should take one of these" I smirked at him and placed a price of gum in his hand, he glared at Marcel who flinched and hid further behind me.

"Is this your new little bodyguard Marcel?" He asked shoving me into some lockers, well ow.

"N-no she my neigh-neighbour" he stuttered looking at the floor, this guy grabbed Marcels shirt lifting him up off the ground and pinned him against some lockers, my eyes widened as my breathing increased.

"Now are you lying to me?" His voice was low and bitter, my voice got caught in my throat as Marcel shook his head there was a crowd formed around them now, and I knew exactly where this was leading.

"Fight!" One person yelled causing a chant to start, no. Tears formed in my eyes as the guy threw a punch at Marcel, he just stood there, punching and kicking as Marcel fell to the ground in a bloody mess when a teacher came.

"Danny! Head of year now!" She yelled prying him off Marcel, the crowd disappeared as I ran over to Marcel, he smiled at me as my jaw dropped, his lip was swollen, his nose was bleeding and I'm pretty sure he'll have a few bruises tomorrow.

"Marcel?" I chocked out as he laughed slightly but stopped and groaned in pain, what was that 'Danny' guys problem?

"You must be Georgia Rose?" The woman asked as I looked at her in shock, Marcel is laying there and she's asking about me?

"Yes but Marcel is hurt!" I stated as she snapped back to reality

"Oh yeah, erm head to class and ill take him to the nurse" she told me as Marcel stood up and lent on the lockers for support I looked at his pleading eyes and shook my head

"No I'm not leaving him, sorry miss but he's my only friend and I refuse to leave him" she sighed and rolled her eyes, waving us off as she walked away, well that was rather easy. I looked at Marcel and placed my arm around his waist as his went around my shoulder and we walked down the hall.

"Marcel what was that? I mean you never told me about him! I am so sorry, he's such a dick why did he even fight you? I just was to hit him so much you didn't deserve this is was my fault and now you're hurt and-" I rambled on making him chuckle, I looked at him confused then chuckled as well

"Georgia don't worry it's not you're fault, it's his! And I've only got one more year of it I guess, as long as you're not hurt its okay" He stated as I just shook my head, he pointed to a room which I am guessing is the nurse

"You're mad boy, absolutely mad!" I stated making him laugh, I opened the door and the woman; who was rather large and another race, grasped, calling his name Marcel laid on the bed and I couldn't take my eyes off him, he cared more about me than him?

***

I ran into my house and threw my bag down, Marcel went home early so I was alone all day, that was not fun.

"Hi mum, tell you later I'm going to Marcel's" I yelled running back out the door and across both our driveways to Marcel's door which I knocked on politely, my heart pace increased as I though of the state he could be in, his mum opened the door and smiled at me.

"Hello Georgia! Are you here to see Marce?" She asked me as I nodded and peered over her shoulder in hope to see him, but no sign of him. She told me to go upstairs and head to the left, to the end and that would be his room. I assume for his room to be standard nerdy; posters of superheroes, a lot of books, a laptop on a desk next to homework. I drew closer as I chuckled and though of how correct my assumption will be. I heard the lyrics to Attack by 30 seconds to mars, I peaked through his door to see Marcel in a white tank top, black boxer shorts punching a black bag that hung, sweat dripped down his forehead with every viscious punch. I noticed a small star tattoo on his arm also, his eyes darkened as the song started to end and he gave the bag one last punch, making it swing back and forth over again. The battle of one came on as he started to hit it again, I scanned his room and I couldn't have been more wrong; clothes everywhere, weights, black, pretty dark. I heard him groan and mumble words that Danny had said to him, I couldn't have feared him more as I saw his biceps every time he flexed. I knocked on the door as he hit the iPod deck pausing the music, he slowly turned his head to me in a menacing way.

"Georgia" he spoke lowly making my breath catch in my throat I nodded suddenly feeling very vulnerable "in or out, choose" he carried on as I stepped in and closed the door behind me, he pointed to his bed which I quickly shuffled over too. He turned his head to look out the window "If you're here to check if I'm ok, I'm fine, I don't need someone to check up on me" he gritted through his teeth as his jaw clenched making me let out a shakey sigh.

"S-sory I just needed to see if you was doing alright" I mumbled underneath my breath, Marcel moved quickly and he was now leaning over me, his mouth by my ear as a mix of his cologne and sweat mixed around, it got very hot very quickly

"Well do I look okay?' He mumbles as I slowly nodded my head and placed my hand on the back of his neck, and pulled him closer slightly, slowly starting to stroke the back of his hair.

"You look amazing Marcel" I mumbled as I lent my head next to his, he hummed slightly and started to walk away, I watched as he disappeared down the hall, I let out a shakey sigh as I closed my eyes and fell back onto his bed "what the fuck?" I mumbled as a smirk crept onto my face, I had no idea. And nor does anyone. 

~present~

"He worked out?" Harry asked shocked

"Boxer, and he had a tattoo" Anne quickly told Harry as I smiled as I remembered it, a tear rolled down my cheek as the man opposite lent a box of tissues towards me and gave me a soft smile.