One Lucky Nerd (Marcel/Harry Fanfic)

Chapter Fifteen

Maddison's POV

I walk into the shit hole of a school. I hate it here. To many bad memories, to many memories of Marcel... I shake the feeling of loneliness out of my head and walk into the doors. I'm late today. I woke up late. I'm glad though, I got out of Marketing, I'm sick of feeling horrible when I walk in and see Marcel. I don't know why, but just recently he's been on my mind, most of the time I can just block it out. I shake my head a bit again.

I have one more class before lunch. I sit there bored through it and as soon as I get out I see Joey coming towards me. He raps his arms around me and smiles, but he's not looking at me, he's looking at me boobs, what he's always looking at. That or my ass. My mind starts to wonder over to Marcel but I push him out again. "There's a party tomorrow", he says. "I'll be there", I say with a smile. "Better be, I've missed this", he says grabbing my ass. I try not to roll my eyes. "Come on", I say grabbing his hands and start walk towards lunch.

As we do though I spot Marcel. He shovels his stuff into his bag and for a moment we make eye contact. I can't look away though, its one of those times when you just can't. Joey notices and bumps into him on purpose. I see Marcels fist tighten them loosen again. Joey looks at me and smiles before slamming me into the lockers and rids the space between us. He puts his face to me and smiles forces his lips to mine. He picks me up and forces me to rap my legs around his waist. Thank god no ones around besides Marcel.

"Lets go to the janitors closet", he says. "Joey", I protest. "Please", he says giving me puppy dog eyes. I could feel two pairs of eyes on me but I didn't have eye contact with either. I looked up after a second and kissed Joey and he smiled grabbing my hand and dragging me along to the janitors closet. I dare to turn around and watch Marcel shove his glasses up to his face but then he catches my gaze and stares at me. His eyes crease and watch my sad and some what scared face. Then Joey pulls me closer grabbing my ass and we turn down the hall.

Marcel's POV

The night of the party I found myself pacing through my room. I had already done my homework, showered, rearranged my books and I still couldn't keep still. I started cleaning my room. As I go to throw a stack of papers away I see a bag next to the trash. It was that type of material that ALL mall bags come in. I hadn't been to the mall since the last time I went with Maddison. I pull it out from under my desk and look into it. It has a few clothes in it.

As I lay down the peices of clothing on my bed I see it's an outfit. Before I even lay out all of it I already know what it is, the clothes I tried on at the mall. (Picture in chapter 4) Maddison must have bought them. I bite my lip and catch my refrection in my mirror. You want me to change, I'll change...for you

At the party

Maddison's POV

Joey was grinding up against me as we danced. I was wearing a skimpy purple dress that showed as much cleavage without it absolutely showing everything. I was uncomfortable and I didn't want to be here. But I had to, that's what the school whore does. God I hate that name. I grab a random kids beer and chug it. Joey smiles and takes me over to his older brothers friends, who are out back, so they can gock at me.

After awhile of talking to them Joey says he'll be back, he's going to get more drinks. As he does I see his brother and his friends smiles grow wider. "Finally he's gone", one of them says stepping closer to me. I automatically step back. "Don't be shy sweetie", Joeys brother, Jacob, says. "Get away from me", I say stepping back again but I fall onto the lawn chair. "Great idea", one of the boys says. "Come on guys", he says and he jumps on me.

He pins me down and covers my mouth as I try to scream. "Get the dress off", Jacob says. I feel tears in my eyes as I feel one of the guys pulling the zipper of the dress down. Another one starts nibbling on my neck and I try to pull away again. As the guy that pulled my zipper down pull the dress down I hear a shout. I try to see who it is but all I can see is the shoes. "Get, off, of, her", the voice says calmly and I know who it is, Marcel.

A/N: Hey guys sorry it's been so long but I've just been busy and I just didn't write it but I'll try to bring it back. And sorry it's so short, wanted to leave a cliff hanger for you guys. So hope you enjoyed it, and again sorry for the REALLY long delay :)