Fool in Love [Harry Styles/Marcel]

Chapter II

Marcel POV:

"I don't want to leave him here all alone Robin"
"So just because our, sorry, your son doesn't have a girlfriend I can't take you out? I get that you're worried but this is going a bit too far, honey"
"No it's not. I'm not leaving him here. We're not going to have a nice dinner together and leave him here. No."

"Anne! Listen! I love you and I try to show it, but every time I do, you come and say 'Marcel this' 'Marcel that'. I just want to take you out for the night! We didn't go last year for the same reason. Besides he can have friends over"

"What friends Robin? He hasn't had somebody over in years; I'm worried. I lay awake at night because I just want him to fit in."

"I'm Home" I yell after I close the door. It's usually like this. My mom and my stepdad fighting over me, about how he can never take my mom out. It's sweet that she cares about me but I also get Robin; he loves her and wants to take her out and I was holding it all back.
"Hey baby" My mom rushes over and gives me a hug. She has tears in her eyes. Again. Lately she has been crying a lot over me. "How was your day, what happened to your face?"

"Good. Nothing. I fell, nothing serious" Besides the incident with Jacob, today actually was good. Ashely talked to me, and Rachel, and Jayden. Must be a new record.
"You two can go out, you know. I don't mind sitting here. I will just watch a movie or something. I've been meaning to watch Divergent for a while now, might watch it tonight." I give them a smile so they know I mean it.

"Marcel, honey, we can stay home-" My mom tries, but I'm not letting her win this time.
"No, you two are going out. Now go get ready" I end the conversation. They both deserved a night out. Robin came over and gave me a hug and walked upstairs. The thing with Robin was, I often called him dad in my head. I'm just embarrassed to say it out loud. What if he doesn't like it when I'd name him dad. When my mom and he fight, he often calls me 'their son' but quickly changes it to 'your son'. So maybe he doesn't want me as a son?

Well, since everybody was going out tonight I guess that means that I have to cook for myself tonight, just as Ashley.
I made myself a caesar salad, since I was craving chicken and a good salad. Now that I told my parents that they could go out I kinda regret it. I mean, yes they deserve it, but I also deserve a good night. Now it's going to be me alone. If I had more confidence I would've asked Ashley to stay. It would be much more fun. We could watch Divergent together, or do whatever she likes. I would ask her number and be happy since it would be the first time a girl gave me her number. All these things could've happened, if only I had more confidence.

"I'm going to pick Stacy up!" Harry yelled. He walks into the kitchen and drinks some water.
"I thought that you guys weren't really serious?!" I ask. Harry confuses me sometimes. He treated girls like they were dolls. He would come home with another girl every month. Robin was proud of him, saying that he should 'live while he's young'. This only made me more jealous. A girl never gave me the time of the day. If they would just see that I'm almost exactly the same as Harry. I would treat the girl so much better. With respect and love.

"We're not" He replies.
"But you're still taking her out? I don't get you?"
"Come on Marcel, we all know what comes afterwards" He smirks. It took me some time to realise what he meant, but when I got it I looked at the ground. I wasn't really comfortable talking about sex. Everyone knew more about it than me and I was ashamed that my twin brother, who was the same age, wasn't a virgin anymore and I was. Not that I want to hurry sex, but I do want to know why everyone likes it so much. Plus, I'm getting bored with just my own hands.

"I guess so" I mumble.
"Well, see you. I think I'll sleep over at Stacy's so could you take the bus to school?" Harry asks.
I nod. I do everything that Harry asks for. I know some people may call me crazy but I just want to be the best brother ever. I'm failing at being the best boyfriend since I don't have a girlfriend. I'm failing at being the best son, since I have Harry as a brother. So the only thing left is being the best brother. I would try being best sibling but Gemma would definitely win that.