Blinded by the Lenses - a Marcel Styles fanfiction

#blindedbythelenses chapter 12

chapter 12

MARCEL'S POV

"Megan?" I squeaked as she rammed into me. I caught her as she screamed and fell back into my arms. Her petite frame fell perfectly into mine and I cleared my throat. "You're late," I grumbled, trying to look upset.

In truth, I was pretty mad at her. She was late. And to make matters worse, it was because she was too busy flirting. I guess she just didn't have enough time to remember that she had to be with ME right now.

I hated Will already, and now she had the nerve to flirt with him? Of course, she had to do it right in front of the doorway, too. It was like she wanted me to hurt.

"I-I'm sorry, Marcel," she mumbled. I instantly felt a sense of regret fill up inside of me. She averted her gaze, and I started shaking my head. I didn't want to see her upset.

She was too beautiful to ever feel pain.

But then I flashed back to all the times she ever caused me pain, and I ignored her sadness. The pout on her face couldn't affect me... I wouldn't let it pierce my soul like it had before.

"You listen to me, Megan..." I took another glance at the sincere-looking girl. Her face showed actual remorse. I sighed deeply, knowing I was giving up the chance to tear into her and make her feel like I had. "Why don't we just... get started now...?"

Her beautiful face brightened as she nodded and her signature grin replaced the frown that had covered her face just moments before. I replied with a sad smirk, realizing I could never hurt her like I had planned to.

"Okayyy," I muttered, trying to ease myself back into work mode. Megan had to learn this stuff soon, so I really did need to teach her some things.

"I guess we can start by studying for my quiz," she said, her voice relaxing me as she spoke. I calmed down almost completely. My hand reached up to yank at my collar. I had gotten pretty upset, and all the fuming had caused my heartbeat to increase.

I was a bit sweaty from both the anger and my nerves. I had been holding Megan in my arms there for a moment and it had felt kind of nice. Or maybe it was just the anger talking... I wasn't really sure.

As my eyes traced over Megan's figure, I began to feel hot again. She was really beautiful. But I wasn't supposed to feel anything for her. She was probably going to end up dating Will. And anyway, I hadn't liked her for years, since the time she broke my heart.

I was over her, no matter how perfect she was. My mind raced with thoughts I really shouldn't be thinking. I blinked repeatedly and clenched my jaw. I can't be having these thoughts. Get a hold of yourself, Marcel. Just focus on the math.

"Marcel?" Megan's sweet voice startled me out of my thoughts and I couldn't help but blush. I probably looked crazy right now. She probably thought I was crazy.

"I-I..." my words came out as a stutter and I wanted to slap myself.

"You okay?" I stared at her concerned eyes and felt myself relax. My breathing slowed and I felt a smile creep onto my face.

"I'm just fine..." I said calmly. And as long as I was looking into her eyes, I was.

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Oh snap. Marcel is an emotional mess. And Megan seems oblivious to all of it. This can't be good!

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