Love Uncovered (Larcel/Loucel AU)

Chapter 1

A/N: Okay first off THANK YOU TO THE WONDERFUL JENNY (tinymighty_6) FOR HELPING ME WITH THIS AND FOR THE FABULOUS COVER OK ILYSM CRED TO HER. And I hope the people who actually read this really like it!

Marcel's POV

My red-orange pen moved like fire across the pages of my beat-up composition book, taking in every last word Mrs. Havens was saying and jotting it down. I found history to be one of my favorite subjects in school. Mainly because the way people interacted then, compared to now, was really quite different. I like different. I glanced around the sterile classroom at the few napping faces and right then, the bell rang. Mrs. Havens shouted over the clatter of books and desks and said, "Please don't forget you have approximately 3 weeks before I want your essay on my desk!"
   I walked out the door quickly rushing to calculus so I could get there early and avoid getting pushed around too much. I've gotten used to it though, the shoving, the tripping, and the name calling. I'm not exactly what you call popular. Nobody ever seems to notice me, that is until they see me in the halls. In the halls, it seems I'm always the center of attention, everyone likes to try and push me around. This same thing happened today when this bloke named Zayn turned the corner. He placed his hands on my shoulders and shoved me, causing me to stumble backwards. I accidentally bumped into this tattoo-covered lad that I knew from somewhere. Oh that's right. He's the one whose friends (including zayn) beat me up because I'm gay.
"Watch it fag!" He said and shot me a glare through piercing blue eyes. "I-I'm s-sorry." I stuttered and even as I walked away, I could still feel his terrifying gaze on my back.

Louis' POV

   I chuckled as I watched the green eyed-nerd stumble away, I knew later that I would probably be watching him lay on the floor as my friends pummeled him nearly to death. I wish I could honestly say he deserved it. I wish I could call him a faggot without it phasing me. But I can't.
   I don't really know the lad, but the one thing I do know is he's gorgeous. His slicked curls and big chunky glasses I found undeniably hot. When his emerald eyes would lock with mine I couldn't manage to stop my heart from fluttering. But I could never in a million years date him. Hell, I can't even associate with him. I have a reputation to keep and I'm not going to risk it over some stupid little crush; I'm not even gay! But it still hurts knowing that he's absolutely terrified of me. I really can't explain why I find him so attractive, It's just he's so... "Louis!" Zayn called out my name and I snapped out of my mental rant. "Hey were going to be late!" he said as he dragged me into the drab history classroom and I caught a last glimpse of Marcel running around the corner and bumping into someone yet again and I vowed to never, ever let myself fall in love with him. Because that would ruin everything... Right?




I'm really sorry this first chapter is so short! I promise the next ones will be longer! Tell us what you think in the comments (don't be afraid to leave an idea for the plot) and vote please it would mean the world to us! Thank you!