Chapter One: The usual day of School.
*Marcel P.O.V*
“I’m coming Harry!” I call from my room as I fix my hair before grabbing my bag off my bed and skipping down stairs. I jog into the kitchen before grabbing an apple and walking to the front door where my twin leaned on the door frame.
“S-Sorry for make you wait...” I say softly, not wanting to get in trouble from the better looking lad.
“It’s fine. Just next time when I wake you up... wake up” Harry smiled and chuckled.
“Oh... Okay...” I reply softly with my bottom lip bit
Gosh. My voice was much higher than Harry’s.... It was weird to be honest. Me hitting puberty... I haven’t finished hitting it or nor do I think I have even hit it but I hope when I do I hit it hard. I was still small and had a stick like frame. My voice still hasn’t really lowered either. I was like a 17 year old stuck inside a 14 year old body. I disliked it, a lot.
Harry walks out and towards his car. I close the door before following him and getting into the passenger seat, bag between my feet.
Harry roared the engine to life before driving towards school making me sigh.
School...
No one liked it not even me.
It was the time where I was forced to remember every flaw about myself when I tried my hardest to forget about them. Though everyone thought I loved it as that’s all I did.
Study
Homework
And do others homework.
But actually.... that’s all I can do. I have zero friends and I don’t go out cause basically I’ll just get picked on more there so I hide out in the library or in my room.
My life is boring.
Soon Harry parked the car in the school parking lot, hitting the break hard. I gasp and hold my hands out in front me to stop my head from hitting the dash board.
God Harry you are bound to kill one of us sooner or later.
I get out and with one swift movement my bag was over my shoulders and Harry’s group of friends where on the other side of the car with Harry.
The group contained of
Liam Perfect Payne. He was tall, massive soft hands, hair was once shaved but it is growing back and honestly... Very sexy but at the same time he was adorable with his huge soft brown eyes and lopsided smile he would give you, but not me of course. He had one bad kidney but that made his heart bigger and making him the ‘daddy’ of the group always looking out for the others. He wouldn’t get drunk but still knew how to have fun
Zayn Malik. From his hair to tattoos he was Mr. Sexy. His hair was jet black and so where his skinny jeans and leather jackets the boy wore almost daily. His hair stood up in a high quiff but so did he head. He was confident with himself and who he was. He wasn’t scared to fight for something he believed in or a person he loved.
Louis Tomlinson. The funny lad and whose heart was big as his arse. He would crack jokes the entire time making the group’s stomach hurt with laughter but would also have a sassy side. He had big blue eyes that lead you into the soul of the kind hearted lad.
Niall Horan. He seemed to never get fat. He would eat and eat and eat and what I’ve heard he wasn’t allowed to go food shopping as he always bought too much food. His hair a beach blonde that would be high in a quiff or on the rare accession would just be ruffed and fall over the perfect blue eyes he had. His teeth are also very white and straight after having bracers.
Leeroy. He was almost too gay to function. He had blonde straight hair and loved dance and music like all the boys do. He had a soft spot for Liam ‘cause they looked alike though not related. They = say there are about 7 people that look like you. He would boss around the others but Liam didn’t have to do anything he was purr-fect.
And there you go. The main friends my twin had and how I knew all those things I do, I see them about every day, Harry talks about them and the things that go around the school.
Anyway...
I close the door with the side of my hip before pushing up my glasses and walking towards the school with my head down and eyes on the dirt below my feet which changes to cold hard bricks of the hall floor.
My small hand moves to pull up the strap of the my backpack further up my shoulder before wiping my lips and pushing up my falling glasses further up the bridge of my nose.
“Sorry...” The words fall from my girl like lips when I hit a body and quickly move head down as I don’t want to see the body I had hit with my own.
“Just don’t do it again” The voice spat out.
The voice was slightly high and it sounded like nails on the chalk board or even a dying cat. I hated the owner of the voice. Hate is a strong word, I bad word hate her.
No. I don’t swear.
“And have you finished my homework yet dork?!” Veronica’s voice says, dripping with annoyance and hate.
“Yes, it is” I say softly before slowly raising my head up to see that *bad word* *Bad word* (Fucking bitch) standing above me.
She was... ARGH!
She kind of looked like Zayn... but didn’t. She had long black curly hair which she would also flick from her shoulders. She was tall then got even taller with her black high heels. She also made sure she wore tight clothing to show her curvy body. She was like a stick, straight and skinny. The boys would stare at her arse but honestly I would stare at Louis.
Wait...
No
No I wouldn’t and I haven’t.
I bit my lip and my heart beats fast as I watch her hand move back.
Oh god please don’t slap me.
A/N
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And yes this is a One Direction story and the other characters are out of BSE (Best Song Ever)
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