Hearts A Mess (Marcel/One Direction Minific) AU

Hearts A Mess: Chapter 8

Georgia-Rose Kells

Chapter 8

Editing

When the final bell went I jumped out of my seat and stalked over to where Marcel was sitting.

"What ya reading?" I asked ask him, bouncing on my toes.

He jumped at the sound of my voice "U-um just scanning through my textbook" He spoke nervously, his green orbs staring at me.

I nodded not convinced, "Your textbook must be very interesting if you were reading through it the whole time.."

"It actually is! There a-"

"Do I look like I care what was in your textbook? I know you're hiding something" I whacked the textbook out of his hand and saw he was hiding another book inside it. I picked it up and took a look at the title.

"How to be cool in 7 days" I read aloud. I looked at Marcel who was red from embarrassment "Why do you want to be cool?" I questioned.

"W-why would you wanna know?" He said in his deep voice, damn his voice is so hot without his lisp.

"Look Marcel, All i want is to know" I said to him.

"U-um... Erm.. Meet me at my house afterschool" He mumbled before leaving without another word only a piece of paper with his address left in the classroom.

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"44...45...46...47" I parked in his driveway. Wow, my house is right behind is on the street behind. His house is huge. Not what I expected though... I knocked on his front door and waited patiently.

"Georgia?" Harry said answering the door. Shirtless, might I add.

"H-Harry. Um, Hi" I said awkwardly, trying to avoid staring at his perfectly sculpted abs.

"What are you doing here?" He asked. Chelsea appeared beside him in his Nirvana shirt and nothing else. Oh, I see what was happening or just happened..

"I'm here for Marcel? Um, he wanted to talk to me"

He moved aside and gestured me to come in. "Um, just make yourself at home. Kitchen and Living room over there and I'll just get Marcel" I gave him a small smile and watched as he disappeared upstairs, leaving me with Chelsea. I walked around and took a look a photos of Marcel and Harry when they were children.

"I know what you were trying to do" I turned around at the sound of Chelsea's voice. Her eyes were narrowed at me and she was looking at me distastefully.

"Excuse me?" I asked her, not knowing what she meant.

"The way you were staring at him when you two were talking, and when you smiled at him trying to act all innocent! Harry is mine. Mine only" She snarled.

I put my hands up "Um, I don't think you can just claim him as yours just yet. Are you two even a couple?"

She looked taken aback "U-um. No. But I know that he'll ask me to be his girlfriend today" She said trying to reassure herself.

"Yeah yeah, keep dreaming" I said just as Harry came down with Marcel.

"Hey Marcie!" I covered my mouth so fast, faster than you could've said "Shit" I blushed at the comment I just made. Why the hell did I say Marcie?

Chelsea was smirking, amused by what I just said and Harry was on the brink of laughing his arse off. Way to embarrass yourself in front of your high school crush! Marcel was blushing with a slight smirk on his face.

"Watch out! Marcel doesn't like being called Marcie" Harry said before running out of the room laughing. With Chelsea tailing behind him.

"So... Um-"

"Follow me" He said. I obeyed and followed him upstairs into his bedroom. It was not a bedroom I expected. There were posters of various artists, bookshelves of books, computer, and a big bed with navy blue comforters.

"Nice room." I said, taking a seat on his bed. He smiled and sat down beside me.

"So you wanted me to explain everything to you." He asked. I nodded "Only if you want to though. No pressure."

He clasped his hands together "Alright. Well-" He was cut off by my phone ringing. I mouthed a sorry and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Georgia? Its Ryans mum." I sighed,

"What the hell do you want?"

She sniffled "R-Ryans in hospital. He was in a accident and hes been asking for you." I gasped,

"I'll be over right away." I hung up and got up.

"Tell me another day? Something came up and I have to go. Im sorry" I told Marcel. He breathed out and nodded "Yeah sure. Ill um, text you yeah?"

I smiled "Yeah. Text me." I ran out his door and to my car on my way to the hospital.

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Oooooh drama. :O

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