Chapter 15
Harry and I stood at the doorway. He looked at me then back at the door. I was so nervous to go in there. What would Marcel do when I walked in?
"You coming?" Harry asked, a smile tugging on his lips.
I hadn't noticed, but he was already inside. I hesitantly entered the house, my nervous state very noticeable.
"C'mon," he whispered, making a shiver go down my spine. He took my hand and led me into the other room, where Marcel and Anne sat at the table.
They looked at us, shock covering Marcel's eyes. I removed my hand from Harry's, it getting awkward with it there.
"I think you two need to talk," Harry spoke up. Neither of us said anything, both still not wanting to talk. "C'mon."
Harry pulled Marcel up from his seat, us now facing each other.
"We do need to," I said, my voice stronger than I thought it would be. Marcel sighed and nodded, taking my hand and leading me away.
He led me into Gemma's room, it being close and quiet.
"Before anything else, I want you to know that nothing happened while we were gone. The only thing that did, was him telling me why you were acting the way you were," I said.
"H-he told you?" Marcel asked, his voice cracking. He quickly sat down on the bed, covering his face with his hands.
"Yeah, and I'm sorry for it all. Just know, I'm still here. I don't want him, I want you," I told him, bending down to his level. I looked up at his face, his eyes turning away from mine. "I'm being serious, Marcel. Would I have come inside if I wasn't? I mean, why the hell would I go out to the park with your brother and come back to talk to you"?
"T-to tell me you liked him like the rest of them," he chocked.
"I'm not like them, Marcel."
"Yes you are! You'll like me at first then sooner or later, Harry would have you under his little trance like the others. Danny, it will happen, trust me."
"No it won't, why can't you see that? Why can't you see that I love you, not that jerk of a brother you have?" I asked, pointing to the door.
He huffed out a laugh, finally looking towards me. "You don't love me."
"Yes I do, Marcel. How can you not see that"?
"I do see it, I see the way you look at Harry. You like him, not me. I get it," he said, standing up to walk out. I got up and quickly stopped him from leaving.
"Would I do this is I didn't like you?" I asked, grabbing his face and kissing him.
He was stiff at first, not expecting it. Soon though, he softened up and placed his hands on my waist. I moved mine farther back, holding onto his hair and pulling slightly on it. He moaned, I getting the reaction I had wanted.
I felt Marcel pull away from the kiss, huffing for his breath. "So, you do like me"?
"I love you," I whispered.
I felt his arms tighten around my waist, pulling me into him. He hugged me tight, placing his head on my shoulder. I did the same, pulling him closer to my level.
"I l-love you too, Danny. I a-always h-have," I heard him softly say, his chest vibrating.
"I have to," I smiled, pulling away from him so he could see.
He leaned again, kissing me this time. It was quick, but still all the same.
I loved him; he loved me. What more could I ask for?
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FanfictionHe's not one to talk to her, but he has feelings for her. She doesn't talk to people like him, yet she has feelings for him. How will the two express the mutual attraction? Will their love ever come out? And what happens when an old face returns?