Opposites Attract (Marcel&Louis Stylinson)

Chapter 32

I don't know how to handle my emotions right. I am tragically, completely in shock of what Louis just announced. Is he joking? Is he serious? Does he mean it? It was a question, it was like a demand. A very strong and important demand.

I looked up to see Niall with his jaw dropped, snacks dropped to the ground, and wide eyes. Liam stood behind him with his arms wrapped around Niall as he stared at me with a speechless expression.

I slowly turned around to see Louis holding out a little box as he was kneeling. The box contained a shiny, silver ring with the letters M&L on it.

I couldn't hold back my tears at this point. I slowly walked over to stand in front him.

His hands were shaking, his eyes were watery but restless and tired, his face was red, and his lips were trembling.

My students were dead silent.

I looked down at the ring then back to him,

"Louis..."

"Marcel," Louis said quietly, "I know I'm a total shi- I mean doo doo face. I know I messed up. I know things were pretty bad between us before you left but one thing never changed... and that one thing is how much I truly, deeply, madly love you. You don't even have to say yes right now because I'll wait, I'll wait forever. You're worth my time, you're worth me waiting, you can go on another trip for a thousand years and I'll still be home, waiting for you and I'll be okay and I guess I'm a quite a fool and I guess I'm really decisive but for the past three months... three long months of college work, ridiculous football practice, no sleep, and difficult finals..... you were the only thing that motivated me to keep going. I may not know who I really am and why I'm so clingy and emotional but.."

Louis took the end of his shirt to wipe the tears off his face as I bit the inside of my mouth waiting for him to continue,

"But I know I will fight for you and wait for you and be there and everywhere for you and travel the world for you and most importantly I will love you more than anyone ever will. Marcel Edward Styles, will you please forgive me and marry me?"

I held my hands up to cover my mouth as more tears escaped my eyes. My heart started to race, the butterflies were practically storming around in my stomach at this point, and my flustered face showed my emotion.

Everyone stayed silent for me to answer him.

Louis William Tomlinson. What is he doing?

"Ever since I was little," I exhaled heavily as I continued to cry, "I'd always thought that no one would want to marry me and I told myself that if no one really does want to that I'd always have my cat, Dusty. Louis William Tomlinson, why would you want to marry someone like me?"

Louis didn't move from his position. He took my hand in his and chuckled, "You're so absurd. I don't want to marry anyone like you because there ISN'T anyone like you. People say when you really love someone, you won't be able to explain it well. I can't explain why I love you so much, I guess it's just the things you do and what you say and how you think and who YOU are. You you you you. Just you, Marcel. From the very start, it's not Marcel that nerd or Marcel that geek or Marcel that loser, it's just Marcel. Remember? And I love you, just Marcel."

My face turned more red with his words as I managed to choke out, "Louis.. I-"

Suddenly, Louis fell to the floor and dropped the little box. The whole class got up as I collapsed down beside him screaming,

"LOUIS! Louis! Are you okay?! Louis!!!"

Niall and Liam rushed in to do the same. After a minute of no response, Liam quickly put his muscles to work by carrying Louis up bridal style.