Love Without Touch(Narcel & Zarry AU)

Prologue

Well, I was in class and we were learning about our senses and one of them is touch. We watched a video about someone that has lost their sense of touch. And it was horrid life for her. And this idea came to me. I wanted to write it. So I hope you guys like it. - Andrew xx

Also! Happy birthday to @GirlVersionOfNiall ! I hope you have a good one! 

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Prologue:

“H-Harry! I need you!” I heard my twin brother yelling top of his lungs from his room. I rush upstairs panicking to see what the fuss about.

There he was, on the floor ground – crying. “Marcel, how many times have I told you to call for me before you try to get out of the bed? You can truly get hurt if you’re not careful.” I worriedly said to my brother as I brought him up to his feet, his arm around my shoulder for support.

“I know…I know. I was just hoping one day I will just wake up and my nerve cells would just start working properly…” Marcel said looking defeated.

You might wonder what he meant when he said that. Well, my twin brother Marcel has developed a rare and dangerous condition called: Hereditary Sensory Neuropathy Type II

This means he has lost the sense of pain, temperature, and touch. If you had to lose one of your senses; which one would you pick? Most of you guys would probably pick losing sight, hearing, or smell.

None of you would probably ever think about losing the sense of touch. But you would probably think how awesome it would be to feel no pain. Well, no. That’s probably the most horrid feeling ever. Feeling no pain can be dangerous. How else would the brain tell us our body is in danger if we couldn't feel pain?

Well…That’s how my brother is dealing with his entire life. He can’t even leave the room without someone walking him. Do you know how it feels to not be able to feel the floor? Marcel tells me every single morning ‘Oh how I wish I can feel my feet on the hardware floor one day…’

“Marcel…maybe one day it will happen, please don’t give up.” “I know Harry, but the faster it comes mom can stop blaming herself for what has happening to me.” Marcel cried as he said.

Our mother has been blaming herself for years. She thinks she has done this to Marcel. During our birth our mother was diagnosed with postnatal depression. Pretty much not wanting anything to do with her kids – It’s not that she didn’t care for us, but for the depression made Marcel’s nerve cells not to develop correctly.

They say touch is the most important thing during the infant’s development. It helps recognized the mother’s touch and makes the body grow and cells. Which we both lack during our infant days. Unfortunately Marcel has now suffers with his condition.

My brother has only one area that he is able to feel touch – His left cheek still has the feeling and where his nerves cells are working correctly. He would usually try to grab my hand and put it to his cheek to feel my hand.

I have total respect for my brother. What he has gone through and still strong will. He is my sunshine; my mission is to protect him no matter what.

“Marcel – Time heals all wounds. And hopefully it will heal yours.” I give him a positive smile and walk him downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast before school.

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“Oh Marci, mom had to go to work, so she said she loves you and made us breakfast”

 Another thing that makes life struggles for Marci. Without touch, he can’t pick up his spoon, fork, knife or any other object without trouble. We have to help him close his hands with the object.

Mom has made us bacon, eggs, pancakes, and bowl of cereal – She does this almost every morning to make Marci happy. She always wants to make Marci happy no matter what. Everyone does, we just want to see him smile.

You’re probably thinking – If Marcel has this condition why on earth is he going to school? Well, let me tell you. Our mom and I have refused to let him go to school, but he wouldn’t allow it. He begged to go to school. To the point where my mom gave in, and allowed him to enroll into high school.

I’ve promised my mom and to myself that I will not let anything happen to him during school hours nor anytime of the day. I will be there one hundred percent til the day he is cured or til the day I die. I will be there for Marci.

We finished our food and I put the plates, grabbing our book bags and going around Marci to put his arm around me to walk him to the car.

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“Oh c’mon Lou! Give me my sandwich back! My mom made that for me! Not your fat ass!” Niall reaching for his sandwich.

“Ex-excuse me? Me a fat ass? Have you seen how you eat? You’re like the Devastator from the Transformers.” Lou huffed giving Niall his sandwich.

“Hey that was mea-Oh hey Harry…H-hi Marcel” Niall blushed as he saw Marcel walking towards them.

Niall has been having a crush on Harry’s twin brother for years, since he met him the first year of school. He has accepted the feeling for a very long time, but refuses to let anyone know about the feelings for the Marci boy.

“H-hey Niall” Marcel waves to Niall making Niall blush once more.

“Hey guys. Let me drop off Marci to his class and I will catch back to you guys later.” They all nodded and wave goodbye.

Because of Marcel’s condition he has to be put in special classes, so that the teachers can work with Marci. He didn’t mind that he had to go this class. He just cared about being around people and doing normal stuff for once.

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“Harry? Do you think anyone will love me for my condition?” Marcel stopped walking and asked worriedly to his brother.

“W-what? Why do you ask, Marci? Anyone will be foolish not to love you. I love you, mom love yo-“

“Y-yeah, but I mean as a partner, passion, a couple love.”

“Of course they will love you, if they truly love you they wouldn’t care for your condition. They will love you for who you are. And last time I’ve checked you are an amazing guy. Those guys would be stupid not to love the true you, Marci”

The twins have shared a lot of comment interested in guys. Yes guys. Everyone knew they fancied guys rather than girls.

Many people accepted that, even their mother.

“And I have a feeling that someone does care and loves you, Marci.”

“Yes – I know that you care and love me, Harry.” Marci scowled playfully.

“No – I do not mean me, Marci. You will find out sooner or later, pal.”

Harry felt that Niall like his brother. Niall would always ask about Marci when he hung out with Harry. Harry thought it was cute and happy that someone cares for his brother and didn’t care for what his brother had.

Marci didn’t believe anyone would love him – Which made Harry his mission to make him believe that someone does love him and wants more than a friendship with him.

He wants to help his brother find his love.