One Look (A Marcel Styles fanfic)

Chapter Eleven - The Plan

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So I'm at this shitty hotel that doesn't have proper wifi so bare with me as I try to update this story -___-

Marcel's POV

Me and Eleanor kissed. It amazing to finally be able to have my first kiss with someone but, Eleanor wasn't the person I expected to share my first kiss me.

After our lips disconnected, Brooklyn was on her knees, head in her hands, sobbing and saying profanities under her breath. Did she see what just happened between me and Eleanor?

Once Eleanor made eye contact with Brooke, Brooklyn got up in a swift motion, getting on her feet and running god knows where. Eleanor tried to chase after her but she was stopped by Perrie and Veronica's warning look, not happy with what just happened between me and Eleanor.

"It was an acc-"

Cut the bullshit Eleanor, I don't want to hear it" said Veronica, clearly not amused by what's going on. I don't even know what's happening.

"But-

"She said that she doesn't want to hear it. Let's go find Brooklyn, Veronica. Her so called "BFF" can't help her this time."

Oh no! Are they fighting over me or something else? After they were done, I asked Eleanor what happened.

"I made a mistake, a huge mistake" was all she said. I saw some tears fall from her eyes as she frantically tried to wipe them away as fast as she could.

"W-what do we do n-now?"

"We can go do what we came here to do. Shop"

"O-ok"

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We had just finished shopping for my clothes and they are sure to please Brooke if she even glances at me...

I gut some white All-Star Converses and some boots to go with the black shirts that I bought. Now we're at my house about to do my hair.

"Go rinse out the gel out if your hair then come back"

"Ok"

I made my way to the shower, striped out of my nerdy clothes and entered to only be greeted with warm water. I took my shampoo and washed my hair to remove all the gel that's in it. I got out if the shower, dried myself and walk into my room, my towel hung loose on my hips.

Eleanor's POV

Jesus Christ, Marcel looks hot with that towel around his waist. I have to stop. But I can't. I bit my lip, uncomfortable with this situation. His hair was in curls pushed upward to the side. Is this hi natural hairstyle?

"Erm, why are you staring at me"

I was pulled out of my thoughts to see Marcel put on his glasses. I quickly stopped him from hiding his green orbs behind his huge nerd glasses.

"I was staring because, um, I like your hair like that" It was partially true and partially a lie. I can't believe that his this hot but, I can't compare him to Louis. An plus that little kiss that we shared was just an accident but the girls came at the wrong moment at the wrong time.

"Um, so should I keep it like this?" he said as he put on his old clothes that consists of his vest and chinos but he still kept his hair in curls.

"Yeah! I think you'll impress Brooklyn and all the other girls at the party. They'll be all over you"

"But I don't want to have all the other girls all over me, I want Brooke."

Was he crying? I squeezed him tightly, in a warm confronting hug to let him know I'm there.

"So I think you are ready to impress Brooklyn at Christy's party tomorrow."

"Yeah, sure, I guess"

"Ok so I'll see you tomorrow"

"Yeah, I should go home it's almost dinner time"

"Marcel! It's dinner time!" we heard Marcel's mom call.

"Here too, ok bye Eleanor"

"Bye Marcel"

I walked down the steps, to open the front door.

"Marcel go escort Eleanor outside"

"Ok mum"

Marcel arrived in front of me, both of us not knowing what to say.

"Want to go outside?"

"Sure" was all I said before Marcel opened the door.

"Today was... Fun"

"Yeah"

"It was the only time I didn't get bullied or called names" that made me realize that it was true. It was one day with peace and quiet except for the little war between me and the girls.

"Yeah, I gotta go bye"

"Bye" and with that I was already in my driveway ready to run upstairs and cry my eyes out at the fact I don't have anymore friends besides Marcel. I lost all my girlfriends! What will I do?

I have to make up a plan for tomorrow so the girls can regain my trust and Brooklyn and Marcel will be together. May the odds be in my favour.

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