Do You Remember Me? [Marcel Styles FanFic]

Remember Me?

**Marcel's POV**

Its been a year since my mum has kicked me out. I've been surviving on my own pretty good. I got a job. I entered high school pretty easy, and not to mention, I live in L.A. The same place that Alison lives.

I was getting kinda bored so I decided to walk around Downtown L.A.

When I walked into one of the stores, I saw a familiar Brunette behind the counter. "Hey, aren't you alison's mother?" I asked. "Yes, I have a daughter named Alison. Who are you?" She asked politely. "Oh, My name is Marcel. Marcel Styles. I was in alot of Alison's classes back in the U.K. Do you know where she is?" I asked. "Oh, Marcel, I didn't recognize you, How's Anne doing? Alison is at our house, probably just waking up." She said. "Oh, My mum is doing great, I just wanted to get away from London to become an actor." I said Lying right through my teeth. "Oh, Same as Alison." She smiled. "So, Could I, maybe, go visit Alison?" I asked. She thought about it before writing down an adress. "Yeah sure, Here's our address. I'll call her to let her know that you're coming over." She said handing me a piece of paper. "Thanks....." I said. "Gianna" She said. "Thanks Gianna." I said and I walked out of the shop.

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I drove to callabasas drive and look for her house. When I pulled up, my jaw literally dropped. Her house was so nice. I got out of my car and walked right up to the door.

Ding dong

Their doorbell was wierd. It didn't play a little jingle like the ones back in the U.K.

"Hi, Can I help you?" Alison asked.

"Hi Alison, Do you remember me?" I asked.

"No, Sorry, Should I?" She asked.

"Its me, Marcel." I said.

**Alison's POV**

Recap:

"Hi Can I help you?" I asked politely.

"Hi Alison, Do you remember me?" the strange man asked.

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"No, Sorry, Should I?" I asked very confused.

"Its Me, Marcel." He said.

My jaw dropped. "M-Marcel?! Is it really you?!" I asked shock written all over my face.

"Yes, Its really me!" He said. "wow, you've changed, where's the nerdy Marcel at?" I asked laughing. "Uh, back in cheshire. I didn't want to bring Nerdy marcel out to l.A. now would I?" He asked laughing. "Good one, come on in. " I said gesturing him inside. He walked inside. "want a tour?" I asked. I feel like i'm being fake. He got all hot and now i'm nice, but when he was a nerd, i bullied him. " Sure. " He said smiling. I walked into the living room.

"well, this is the living room, where we do our living." I said. He chuckled. "And this is the kitchen, where I do my cooking." I said. Pointing to the kitchen. " Here is my acting studio, Where I record videos, practice, take my classes." I said. "Wow, its nice. I need one of these." He said. "Okay, Lets go upstairs." i said. We walked up the twisting staircase. "So, This is the hallway. Nothing special about it." I said. I walked over to my mom's room . "This is my mom's room," i said opening the door. "This is the bathroom," I said pointing to the bathroom. I walked over to my room. "And this is My room." I said walking in and sitting on the bed, "wow, nice house you got here." He said. "You have no idea." I said.

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**Marcel's POV**

Wow, Alison is acting strange towards me. I get a new appearance and she is all nice to me. Maybe she really wants to be friends. Maybe not. But I just want to know why she bullied me, and I plan on getting her to tell me. "So, Marcel, What brings you to America?" She asks like she's lived here all her life. "Well, My mum kicked me out of our place in London, so I decided to move out here. Plus, Its L.A. the city of STARS!" I said. "Oh, Thats true. Why did you mum kick you out ?" She asked. "Um, I kinda told her to fuck off. She told me I wasnt allowed to get tattoos or piercings. So She kicked me out then I told her I wouldn't go back." I explained. " I'm so sorry." She said.

What she did next was very unexpectant. She came over to me, Hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed a little bit. She noticed and giggled. "Hey, Alison. Can I ask you a serious question?" I said. "yeah, Sure." She said. "Why did you bully me back in the U.K.?" I asked and her face went pale.

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**Alison's POV**

I can't believe Marcel styles is sitting in my room. He changed so much. He used to be so nerdy. I used to bully him. Wow, Now i feel really bad. I should've given him a chance. "Hey alison, can I ask you a serious question?" He asked me. "yeah, Sure." I replied. "Why did you bully me back in the U.K.?" He asked. I swear my face went pale. 

I can't believe he asked that question. "You know what, never mind. you don't have to - " He said before I cut him off. "No, I'm going to tell you." I said. "Are you sure?" He asked. again. "My, My dad. He use to abuse me. And my mum, Until one day, he got caught, so he was arrested. and that's when we moved to Holmes chapel. He would always 

hit my mum. I would have to witness it. He abused me a couple times. we are lucky we got through it. "I explained. "Well why did you take It out on me?! I felt like you hated me for no reason."he said. My face dropped. "Marcel, listen. I'm so so so so so sorry. I didn't mean any of it. I was trying to make myself feel better because of what would happe. at home." I explained.

Marcel and I continued talking for another hour or two then my door burst open.

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A/N: Here you go. comment if you want. I decided that I'm not going to make you guys vote for an update, but that means that I get to update whenever I'm available. Which is very little. so yeah.

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