You Don't Own Me (Larry/Larcel)

1 Intro

WARNINGS: none

Marcel Styles, your typical nerd.

He wore the bottle cap, huge frame glasses, Sweater Vests.

The guy who was always made fun of in school. He would have random asthma attacks and he made little choking noises when he was nervous.

He even snorts when he laughs. How much more stereotypical can he get?

Some people think its cute, like his mum, but the kids in school think its nerdy. Especially Louis Tomlinson the boy who had the typical "bad boy" persona. Star of the football team, captain, even.

He hated Marcel with a passion. He hated Marcel so much. He bullied him constantly.

Louis loved his own life up until he started having dreams, wet dreams, About Marcel.

Very vivid, So vivid that sometimes Louis would even wake up with a boner. He moaned in his sleep. Dreams about Marcel, in a writhing moaning mess under his own body.

And himself, pounding in and out of Marcel's glorious heat. But this wasn't possible. He hated this boy, why did he have these dreams?

Is it because he was always so close to Marcel- against the lockers or in the shower room- whilst terrorizing him?

Louis was currently walking down the hall when he saw Marcel. Current dreams of his dream last night flew through his mind.

Him fucking Marcel against the wall. He growled and walked to Marcel. The lanky lad was humming softly to himself.

He put his physiology book into his locker and he closed it. He felt hands on his bum and he got shoved against his locker. He turned around and gasped, but it was no surprise.

"L-Louis"

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Alrighty then, I worked really hard on this with my friend, we'll call her S, and I really hope that you guys enjoy it. Like I said, we've worked really hard to create it so just hang in there, I'm new at this. PLEASE make sure to read the warnings and extra details, just so there is no confusion and or surprise scenes, thanks lovelies. -E