Good Gone Bad

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Marcel and I walk into the school hand in hand. Gasps and stares come from just about every single person in the halls. I vaguely hear a few whispers.

"They are the weirdest couple ever."

"Why does she like him?"

"How did he get her?"

"She's just a whore."

"Just wants to get a good shag from everyone in the school. Marcel's the start. Must be starting from the bottom of the list."

I've had enough and I know Marcel has to when his grip tightens around my hand. I let go of my hand and stomp over to the girl who said that. "Who the hell do you think you are? Judging someone before you even get to know them, that's sick. I'm not a fucking whore and Marcel's a lot cooler than you'll ever be. I would never use anyone just for sex, that's low. But I bet you only thought of that because it's something you would do."

Not having any comprehension of what goes on after my little come back, my face starts to sting.

I've been shot! (A/N: if you've seen Pitch Perfect you'll understand this)

No I'm kidding but the bitch slapped me.

I open my eyes to see Marcel glaring at the girl. "You know. I wasn't going to say anything. But you just hit my girlfriend." He stalks towards the girl, and I see fear in her eyes. He may be a nerd, and even in that annoying voice, he's fucking intimidating, "And-"

I was the only one who knew of his past. And I knew if I didn't stop him now, things... Well they would get really out of hand. I shove the girl out of the way so she doesn't get hurt and I look him in the eyes.

Nothing is said.

I can tell I've calmed him, his eyes soften.

He leans in and closes his eyes as I do the same and our lips barely brush before a teacher taps me on the shoulder, "This is just a warning, but no PDA in the halls."

I nod in understanding and feel my cheeks heat up.

Marcel looks me in the eye and taps my nose with the pad of his index finger, "You're cute as a button. Every single part of you."

I laugh and wrap my arms around his strong body, "I hope we don't get in trouble with anymore PDA."

He lowers his head just a little to look at me and whispers so only I can hear, "I hope we do."

I playfully punch his shoulder after our hug ends. "Your mum was right, you are a cheeky bastard."

He strokes my cheek, "Oh darling, you know you want to kiss me."

"Marcel darling" Cassie comes out of nowhere, mimicking his voice, "I need to borrow your girlfriend for some girl talk. That okay?"

Marcel nods and kisses my cheek before walking off.

As soon as he's out of sight, Cassie starts her endless babble, "Oh my god. You just got warned about PDA. With Marcel. If any of your other boyfriends had tried to kiss you at school, you'd blow them off, stating you didn't want to get in trouble. Are you okay in the head? You used to be all goody too shoes aside from the whole banging Zayn thing. What has this boy done to you? Oh my God. Have you fallen in love? With the world's nerdiest boy on earth?"

She was starting to annoy me. Actually no, she was full on pissing me off, "He's not the world's nerdiest boy. And no I don't think I'm falling in love with him. I've known him three days."