Chapter 1
"MARCEL!" A loud voice boomed through the hallway, making Marcel jump and drop the Manila folder he was supposed to be dropping off at the main office.
He already knew who the strong voice belonged to so he headed to his boss, Jonny's office, Jonny was a middle-aged hairy man with a balding head and a beer belly the size of Uganda, his piercing blue eyes were covered with thick rimmed glasses.
Marcel stumbled through the door to the spacious office, the bright lights blinding him a little, looking up, he noticed that Jonny wasn't alone. Stood next to Jonny was a tall, familiar guy with feathery auburn hair and many tattoos quite visible through the thin cloth of the white Ramone's shirt he was wearing.
He stood there with a smirk on his face showing off his snake-bites very well, a stud peaked out of his left eyebrow and his ears were stretched with gauges about 12mm wide. This guy looked extremely familiar to Marcel, but he didn't want to try and remember him because that meant memories and flashbacks of his old life and ways.
Jonny cleared his throat when he noticed Marcel didn't say anything and was looking straight at his son with intent eyes, "Marcel, this is my son, Louis-" Jonny was cut off sharply by Louis.
"I prefer Tomlinson or Tommo;
Louis sounds too posh for my liking" he said in a bored tone, as if he could just go to sleep on the spot.
Marcel still hadn't said anything so Jonny proceeded with what he was saying before he was rudely interrupted. "As I was saying, Marcel, this is my son. I want you to show him around the office because he might be applying for a job here once he's done with university"
Marcel must have looked confused because Louis explained that he had skipped a few years and wanted to get back on track. Louis started walking towards the door where Marcel still hadn't moved a muscle "shall we?" Louis said looking at him with big blue glistening eyes identical to his father's.
Marcel managed a stiff nod and followed Louis out the door, the tour was awkward, no one spoke aside from Marcel pointing out what everything was occasionally and Louis nodding along.
On the way back to Jonny's office Louis finally turned around to face Marcel "I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other, how about we swap numbers, hang out?" Louis said, mischief written across his features, "Um, I d-don't-think that's a very g-good i-idea" Marcel stuttered taking a good look at Louis, he caught a glimpse of a quotation on louis' left bicep "Live for the moment because everything else is uncertain" he read silently causing an unwanted flashback to spring through his mind.
*flashback* (In Marcel's POV)
This is just the best thing about college, frat parties, intoxicated girls dancing in lingerie and what's not to like about booze?
I headed over to my "friend", Ed, who was smoking a joint with three other guys that I didn't recognize. "STYLES! Up for a childish game of truth or dare?"
Eh, fuck it. I probably won't remember it in the morning. "Sure. As long as some of those girls join us!" I said smirking and pointing at the girls in barely any clothes dancing on the tables in the distance.
Ed smirked and called them over, "How rude of me, Styles, this is Tommo, Niall and Zayn" Ed said pointing at a boy with vibrant red-dyed hair and blue eyes, many tattoos, next was a blonde with similar blue eyes and a green snapback on his head and the third was a guy with sleek black hair that looked to perfection.
We sat in a circle, "I'll start, Ed, truth or dare?" I said smirking at Ed, knowing he'll choose dare. "Definite dare" I looked around the room trying to think of something that would be entertaining to watch "I dare you to have someone in this room lick whipped cream off of you"
Ed looked back at me and around the room looking for his next victim. "You up for it, girls?" All the girls shook their heads no, knowing what Ed had in mind, "I'll do it, just live for the moment" a voice came from next to Ed, it was that kid with Ed, Tommo.
*end of flashback*
A/N I know this is short, but I'll be updating everyday at around this time or later with maybe, longer updates, if I get feedback:)
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