Opposites Attract (Marcel&Louis Stylinson)

Chapter 35

Louis' POV

"So where are you guys gonna honeymoon?" Liam asked before taking a bite out of his sandwich.

"Hawaii," I smiled.

"Really?!" Niall asked excitedly.

"Mmhm," Marcel nodded.

"I wanna go too!!!" Niall pleaded.

"Niall, stop it. This is their honeymoon, not yours," Liam scolded.

Niall rolled his eyes and continued eating his pasta. Marcel and I laughed as we shared a plate of spaghetti.

"When are you guys leaving?" Niall asked.

"Um, in 2 days," Marcel replied.

"When will you guys be back?" Liam questioned.

"Let's see, today's Thursday, we're leaving Saturday, and we'll be back.. um, next Wednesday. So that's like a 4 day trip," I calculated.

"I wish it was longer," Marcel frowned.

"Me too, babe," I kissed his cheek, "But we have other things to take care of."

"What is it? You won't tell me!" He pouted.

"You'll found out soon," I squeezed his cheek playfully.

"Are you gonna tell us?" Liam smiled.

"I will, not now though," I winked.

After we finished eating at one of my favorite restaurants, Niall and Marcel went to use the restroom. Leaving me alone with Liam.

"Okay, tell me now!" Liam said after seeing Niall and Marcel leave.

"Okay, well," I began, a bit nervous, "We're not going to Hawaii for long because I made some plans to go with Zayn to look at apartments near my university."

"Apartments? Why?"

"So Marcel and I could stay together. We're going to the same university when school starts again and I want a place for us to stay, like alone, you know? I don't feel comfortable having my husband live in a dorm on his own and especially with that Travis guy around. I mean, Travis is okay and all but still, I don't trust him that much. Marcel's mine and I want to take care of him."

Liam cracked a smile and nodded, "You really do love him, don't you?"

I looked at him as if he were an idiot who just asked the most stupidest question in the entire world, "No, I absolutely hate him," I answered sarcastically.

Liam chuckled and shook his head.

"Well?" I asked.

"Well what?"

"You and Niall, you guys have been together for a long time now so..."

Liam's eyes widened and he quickly stepped closer to me and covered my mouth with his right hand, "How'd you know?"

"Know what?!" I tried to form proper words with his hand still over my mouth.

"That I was gonna.. you know.. pop the question!"

"YOU WERE?!" My eyes widened.

I pushed his hand away from my mouth and smiled.

"Damn it, no one was supposed to know. You're good, Tommo," Liam wiped his hand on his shirt.

"Wow, you wanna marry him?"

"Of course, who wouldn't?"

"Well, when are you planning to ask?"

"I don't know, I'll need your help."

"Well, I'm leaving in 2 days so you'll have to think of something quick."

"Alright, I'll just text you about it."

Niall and Marcel approached us with bright smiles.

"Ready to go?" I asked as he took a hold of my hand.

"Mmhm," He nodded.

Niall held Liam's hand we all walked to my car. We're going to the mall. Marcel and I are going to buy new swim trunks and some matching stuff for our honeymoon. Liam and Niall wants to get couple t-shirts and Niall wants to go to the new guitar shop that just opened.

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"Come on out, babe, I wanna see you!" I shouted to Marcel as I sat on the sofa outside of his fitting room.

I picked out several outfits for him to try on and be my model so I could see if it'll fit both of our style. Marcel adorably walked out and posed for me. He wore a beige dress shirt with a light blue blazer, brownish-green pants, and a nice belt.
(Marcel's Look:) http://www.welovepopmag.co.uk/uploaded/news/images/Harry-045%281%29.jpg

I smirked as he changed his pose, "I like it."

"But it's Hawaii and this would be too hot for Hawaii."

"True. Next outfit, please."

He came out in a grey shirt with an unbuttoned, white dress shirt, and grey jeans. His pose was sexy and alluring.(Marcel's Look:) http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/82517303/Harry+Styles.png

"You look hot," I smiled.

"I like this one," He smiled back.

"Me too," I bit my lip.

Marcel smirked at me before asking, "Are you enjoying the view?"

"Hell yeah," I winked.

Outfit number three. He came out in a plain white t-shirt with an unbuttoned blue stripes dress shirt, the dress shirt's sleeves were rolled up to his biceps, black jeans, bright neon yellow tennis shoes, a grey fedora, and black sunglasses.
(Marcel's Look:) http://cdn02.cdn.justjared.com/wp-content/uploads/headlines/2013/06/harry-styles-hangs-with-james-corden-in-new-york-city.jpg

"Shit," I cursed under my breath.

"I don't think fedoras look good on me."

"It doesnt."

"Oh."

"It looks fucking amazing, holy shit, Marcel."

He looked up from the ground and gave me a smile.

With all these outfits and how he looks, I'm starting to feel quite needy. Quite hard as well. Not an appropriate time to want him like that right now.

I coughed, "Okay next outfit."

5 minutes later.

"Come on, what's taking so long?"

"I don't know about this one."

"Why? What is it?"

"Um, it's the.. the swim bottom... I mean.. you know.. there's people out there and-"

"Oh hell no, you're coming out."

"But-"

"Come on, can't keep me waiting like this babe."

The curtain slowly opened, revealing a shy Marcel in the red, gold, white, and blue swim trunks. The pattern was nice and interesting so that's why I picked it.
(Marcel's Swim Look:) http://www.usmagazine.com/uploads/assets/articles/51276-one-directions-harry-styles-reveals-ripped-beach-bod/1334064058_harry-styles-one-direction-article.jpg

"Come fully out!" I demanded.

He stepped out, revealing his topless upper body.

My jaw dropped slightly opened as I stared him up and down. Marcel shyly wrapped his arms around his chest and stomach as he stood, fidgeting with his feet and looking at me with rosey, pink cheeks.

"Does it look bad?" He asked nervously.

I couldn't manage an answer. It's like I'm tongue tied. Yup, I'm hard. Very hard.

I licked my lips before getting up and walking closely to him, he seemed apprehensive as I approached. I quickly pushed up back to enter his fitting room and fully closed the curtain behind me. I gently pushed him against the long, large mirror behind him and harshly placed my lips to his.

"Lou.." He mumbled into my lips.

My left him held onto his hips as my right hand drifted down into his swim trunks. I reached where I wanted and did my thing as I kissed him passionately.

"Louis.." He moaned.

"Sh," I hushed him as I continued.

His hands wandered to my lower back and slid down into my bum, he gave them a good squeeze with his large hands. His legs became shaky from the feeling of my working right hand on his willy.

"Mmm," He bit my bottom lip.

Our tongues were desparate. I moved on to his neck and worked my lips. His face tilted down onto my shoulder as I took all the energy out of him. He bit my shoulder a bit as both my mouth and hand continued to pleasure him. Soon, he came into my hand. I pulled my hand out and licked it before returning to his lips.

"Gee wiz, Louis," He said quietly.

"Good thing you didn't moan too loudly," I smirked.

My hands wrapped around him and slithered down into the back of his bottoms to place them on his bum. His skin felt soft and warm.

"I like your bum," I smiled into his lips.

"I barely have one," He giggled.

"You slightly have one, it's cute. I like it," I licked his bottom lip.

"You're getting me so.. you know," He pulled me fatally closer to his body.

"Horny, I know," I laughed.

"Shhh, keep it down," He squeezed my hips.

"I can't wait for Hawaii," I began, "Getting to see you swim in this and hopefully... naked as well."

"Stop it.." He blushed.

"Seriously," I gripped his bum roughly, "I can't wait to make hot, sweet, romantic love to you."

"Mmm," He hummed.

"Louis? Marcel?" We heard Niall and Liam called out from outside.

"Shit," I cursed, "We're coming."

I removed my hands from him and pecked a sweet kiss to his lips before turning around to leave, "I was just helping Marcel with the clothes."

I closed the curtain behind me and smiled at them.

"Oh, okay! Did he pick his outfits yet?" Niall smiled.

"Right.. 'helping,'" Liam smirked.

I bit my lip and chuckled, "Um yeah he has a few more to try on though."

We all sat on the couch and waited for Marcel.

"You have a bit of something on your right hand there, Lou," Liam continued to smirk.

Shit, that's awkward, "Oh, thanks."

I wiped my hand on my jeans.

In his last outfit, he came out in a short sleeve blue and white plaid shirt with light, khaki pants.
(Marcel's Look:) http://week.ge/uploads/posts/2012-07/1341225293_beach-boy-cute-guy-harry-styles-favim.com-452190.jpg

"You look great!" Niall smiled.

"Yeah, it looks good on you mate," Liam nodded.

"Definitely getting this one for you," I smiled.

"I like this one too," Marcel replied.

Before he went back in to change back to his original clothes, Liam stated, "Make sure you clean up well. Wouldn't want to have any stains on the clothes, you know."

Marcel nervously opened the curtain and mumbled, "Oh um okay."

Liam chuckled as he wrapped his arm around Niall's waist.

"Very funny, Liam," I playfully punched his arm.

"Can't help myself," Liam laughed.

"I don't get it. What's so funny?" Niall asked innocently.

"Nothing, kiddo," I messed with his hair.

"You guys never tell me anything!" He pouted.

"Baby, it's just dirty humor," Liam kissed his temple, "Don't worry. You'll understand soon."

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Marcel's POV - HAWAII, 2:15 P.M.


"Go check in, Marcel. I'll help the driver get our luggages," Louis spoke.

"Okay," I kissed his cheek before entering the beautiful looking hotel entrance.

I walked out with our room keys and a brochure in my hands. I stopped as soon as I saw Louis talking to some random guy. It seems the guy knocked our luggages over and is now apologizing as Louis picked them up.

"It's fine, don't worry!" Louis chuckled.

"Oh, you speak english too?!" He asked excitedly.

"I'm from the UK," Lou nodded.

"Oh, I'm from Los Angeles. Nice to meet you," He offered him a handshake and he took it.

My heart started to race with jealously as I scrunched up my nose and adjusted my glasses.

"Hey, Kris!" Some guy approached him from behind, "I got our room keys."

Oh! He's the guy that let me go in front of him in the line for the receptionist's counter.He seems really nice.

"Finally, that took you forever," Kris said harshly, "Anyway, hi I'm Kris. This is my um boyfriend um Jake."

"Hi, I'm Jake," He offered Louis a handshake as well.

Louis took it and nodded, "I'm Louis."

I quickly walked over to Lou and smiled, "Hi, HUSBAND. I got our room keys, let's hurry up and find our room, HUSBAND."

I grabbed my luggage and dragged it as I took Louis' hand. He quickly took his luggage and dragged it as well. I walked rather quickly to find our room after turning around to look at the two guys, "Hi! I'm Marcel! This is my husband, we're newly weds and we're leaving, ok bye!"

I turned back to focus on my speed walk.I dragged Louis to our room and unlocked the door. I quickly walked in and closed the door shut.

"What was that all about?" Louis laughed.

"Nothing, stop flirting!" I crossed my arms.

"Flirting?" Louis took our luggages and placed them down, against the wall, "I was not flirting."

"Well, that Kris dude was obviously flirting with you. If you didn't notice," I walked towards Louis, "Their sexuality is just like ours. So yes, he was flirting!"

Louis laughed again and sighed, "Silly."

"Hm!" I turned away and explored our room.

One large king sized bed is to my right. The sheets were beautifully white. The room looked very nature-like. The walls were like brown hay with leafs and flowers decorated in them. The flat screen T.V. rested against the wall, facing the bed. There was a little coffee table under the T.V. There's a little hallway as I walked forward. To the right of the hallway was a walk in closet. To the left is the bathoom. Entering the next room was a little kitchen area and a dining table for two people. Then, the outside view. I slid the glass door open to a little balcony with stairs going down right into the bright, aqua blue ocean water. The stairs literally lead down into the water.

"Wow," I smiled.

"Beautiful," Louis said from behind me before wrapping his arms around my waist.

"It really is," I stared around in amazement.

"We can swim down here anytime we want," Louis kissed my back.

"Yeah," I nodded, "This is so nice."

"Only the best for my hubby," Louis poked my waist.

I giggled before saying, "Hubby... I like that."

Louis turned me around to face him and I looked down at his beautiful face, "Me too."

"Woah! Hey guys!" We heard a familiar voice called out.

We turned to our right to see that Kris guy from earlier.

"What a nice coincidence! Our rooms are next to each other!"

I cringed at his words as Louis nodded, "Um, yeah it's cool."

"We should hang out later then!"

"Um," Louis mumbled.

"We're on a honeymoon so we would rather be alone," I stated.

"Oh, well... okay," Kris rolled his eyes and went back into his room.

His room isn't RIGHT next to ours, it's like a bit further way. Enough distant to let us have our personal space. Same goes for the other rooms down the row.

"You don't like him?" Louis laughed as he pulled me closer.

"I don't know him. WE don't know him," I replied.

"I know, but he's just trying to be friendly," Louis smiled.

"Then you can hang out with him! Hm!" I walked past him and back into the room.

"Goodness gracious! C'mon, don't be like that, hubby," Louis laughed, "Jealous Marcel turns me on you know!"

I went into the bathroom and closed the door before replying loudly, "Get food! I'm hungry."

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Louis' POV - Receptionist's Counter


"That can be held for dinner," She answered.

"Great, can I reserve a spot for my husband and I?" I smiled.

"Yes but since you're requesting for the romantic, couple one. There's one left and some other couple already booked the reservation, you can share it though."

"Share?" I asked, "Um, okay we'll share it. That's fine."

"Alright," She nodded before typing something, "Okay. It's all set. You can be there at 4:00. There's gonna be things to do like walk on the beach, play soccer, or enjoy nature before dinner starts. The dinner will be served at 5:00."

I checked the clock, 3:04 P.M., "That's great. Thank you so much."

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Marcel's POV

I finished my shower when Louis got back.

"I arranged a dinner," Louis smiled before closing the door.

"That's good," I replied.

"Is Marcy still jealous?" Louis walked over to me.

"No. Marcy hungry," I smiled.

Louis pulled me by my waist and kissed my nose, "I want you."

I poked his nose and shook my head, "Go shower."

"C'mon, it's our honeymoon. Can't I get a little fun before dinner?"

"Shower, please."

Louis got on his tippy toes and gave me an eskimo kiss, "Please."

"Shower."

"Please."

"Shower."

"Please."

"Fine."

"Really?!"

"No, shower."

Louis groaned and walked to the bathroom, "You're impossible!"

I laughed and shook my head. I changed into jean shorts, one of Louis' shirts, and a Vince Camuto brand fedora.

(Marcel's Look:) http://24.media.tumblr.com/5580eec6ac1889519e27d52011b59881/tumblr_mo3mvnGNRE1rmo2hoo1_500.jpg

Louis walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel around his waist and his dirty clothes in his hand. He threw the clothes into the laundry basket in the closet and walked over to his luggage.

"Stole my shirt, I see," He smiled.

"I like this shirt," I sat down onto our bed.

"It looks good on you," He commented before leaning down to pick out his clothes.

"It fits me better too," I replied.

"Then take it," He chuckled.

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's yours now."

"Thanks!"

Louis picked out a turqoise shirt with light khaki pants and a navy blue beanie. He looked gorgeous.
(Louis' Look:) http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb3u7r21UR1r37pmno1_500.jpg

"It's 3:47 so let's start walking there," Louis tossed his towel on the chair and shoved his phone in his pocket.

"Okay," I nodded as I got up.

We made sure the back door was locked and that we both had the room keys before exiting.

Louis locked the room door and I grabbed his hand before we walked to the beach dinner.

Once we arrived, there was a tent set up as shade for the cooks and staff. A fine dining table was all set out with four chairs, plates, cups, utensils, and a bucket with two bottles of champagne in it. There were two soccer balls in a basket, a guitar sat by the table, and a large blanket laid out on the sand nearby.

"Wow, it's beautiful," I smiled.

"You're beautiful," Louis looked over at me.

"Lame," I snorted.

Louis got a soccer from under the table and started kicking it around. I watched him as he played.

"Come here, babe! I'll teach you some kicks," He waved me over.

I slowly walked over and scratched my head, "I've never played before, Lou. I'm not good."

"It's fine, come here."

Louis placed his hands on my hips to position my posture.

"Alright, don't kick with the tip of your foot. Kick with the side of it, see? That's the correct way."

I nodded and turned my foot sideways before giving it a good kick.

"Very nice!" Louis smiled.

I smiled at my accomplishment and how proud Louis seemed.

He got the ball back for me and I prepared myself to kick again. This time, I kicked it oddly so it flew up and hit someone... Kris. He quickly let the ball roll down his chest and onto his foot. He carried the ball on his foot and kicked it up to be bounced on his knee, he let it rolled down again on his foot and kicked it over to me. I flinched and moved away from the ball approaching me, letting Louis get it by hitting it with his head back over to Kris.

"Nice!" Kris smiled.

"You play?" Louis replied.

"Yeah, used to. How bout you?"

"Yeah, I play."

"Awesome! Didn't know we had so much in common."

My eyes twitched at his smirk and I mumbled to myself, "That's only one thing in common."

Louis gave a gentle squeeze on my waist and smiled, "I heard that."

"Whatever," I said before walking over to the table and sitting down.

"Dinner can start early if you'd like sir, the food is ready to be served," A staff spoke to me.

"Oh, yes please. Thank you so much," I smiled.

Jake sat down across from me and smiled, "Hi, I'm Jake."

"I'm Marcel."

"Is that your husband?"

"Yes, he's my husband. It seems like your boyfriend can't really understand that."

"Kris is just friendly, he's not trying anything."

I breathed deeply and nodded, "Alright."

"Where are you guys from?"

"Doncaster, UK."

"Oh, that's awesome! Your accent is so cool," Jake opened the champagne bottle and poured some in each of our cups.

"Thanks. You're from America, right?"

"Yeah, I actually live in South Carolina. Kris lives in Los Angeles. We met through a friend."

"Oh, that must be hard to have a long distance relationship, yeh?" I took a sip of the champagne.

"Yeah, it is. But, I visit him as much as I can. Yesterday was our 8 month anniversary so I planned this trip for us."

"That's really nice," I smiled.

"I try my best, he's worth it. I've never felt this way before."

"Same goes for me. Well, Louis' my first when it comes to relationship and stuff."

"Oh, wow. That's incredible."

"Mmhm."

"Well, cheers to us for having wonderful partners!" Jake held up his drink.

We cheered our cups and smiled before taking a sip.We both turned to see Louis and Kris no where to be found. I immediately got up and looked around, "Where did they go?"

"I don't know," Jake got up as well.

"Dinner is served. Enjoy," The staff placed our meals onto the table and returned to the tent.

"Wow, this looks great," Jake commented.

"Where are they?!" I asked louder.

I ran around to try and find them. I looked down to see Louis' phone, looks like he dropped it. I picked it up and shoved it into my pocket before I continued my search. There was a little turn on the beach, trees and tall grass blocking my view.

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Louis' POV

"C'mon, dude!" I said to Kris after he kicked the ball all the way over some tall grass to the other side of the beach.

"Let's go get it!" He replied before running.

I looked over at Marcel to see him engaging in a conversation with Jake. I'll just quickly help Kris get the ball then come back to sit next to my adorkable hubby.

I ran to follow Kris. We searched for the ball for a second before spotting it. I picked up and waved my hand at him.

"Found it!" I called out.

He quickly ran over to me and knocked it out of my hand and falling to the ground,

"Ow! Ow, my stomach!"

"Woah! Are you okay?" I kneel down beside him.

"I don't know, I don't think so."

"Um okay, wait I'll go get help!"

"No!" He pulled me back and I fell on top of him.

Our noses brushed and my eyes widened in shock.

"Kiss me," He demanded.

"Wha-"

Before I could finish, he pushed my face down on his, making our lips collide.

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Marcel's POV

I walked over the grass and spotted them.

"Hey Lou-"

My eyes broaden as soon as I witnessed what they were doing.

A heavy tug began in my throat, my heartbeat increased as if it were about to be crushed by a huge rock, my stomach felt uneasy, and my eyes watered.

I quickly turned around and ran away, bumping into Jake along the way.

"Marcel! Woah, are you alright?"

I pushed pass him and continued running. I stopped by the dinner table to catch my breath and closed my eyes as my tears took over. I looked down at my left hand and stared at the ring.

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Louis' POV


I pushed off of Kris.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I shouted, wiping my lips in disgust.

"We obviously wanted to kiss each other," He smirked.

"You're out of your mind dude. I did not nor will I ever want to kiss you," I grabbed the soccer ball and began walking away.

Kris quickly got up and said loudly, "I can do so much better than your nerdy little boyfriend. I could tell he can't be fun to fool around with. He won't be as good as me."

I balled my fists and turned around to look at him with dark, angry eyes,

"Don't you dare say that about him. First of all, he's not nerdy. He's adorkable and one of a kind. He's the best thing that ever happened to me. Second of all, he's my husband. We're married. I proposed. He said yes. We're fucking married and I still can't believe it. Third of all, I didn't marry him to fool around with him or take advantage of his body. I married him because I accpet him. I accept everything about him because I love him more than anyone will ever know. And lastly, he's the best fucking thing in my life so don't you dare compare yourself to him you disgusting bastard. Compared to him... you're fucking rubbish."

I turned back around and quickly walked away.

"Hey! Have you seen Kris?" Jake approached me.

"He's back there, and you might want to re-consider dating him. He just harrassed me with a kiss and I don't appreciate that shit at all."

"What?!" Jake questioned.

"Yeah, you heard me. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my husband."

"He's gone."

"What?"

"He just ran. I don't know why but he was crying too."

"Shit," I quickly ran back to the table and threw the ball on the ground.

"MARCEL!!!" I called out.

"Sir, he left about 10 minutes ago," A staff approached me.

"What?"

"He just ran away."

"No.." I mumbled as I stared down at the ground "No no no.."

I quickly ran back to our room. The door was wide opened when I approached it. I ran inside to see his luggage gone.

"No no no no."

I ran to the main lobby, "MARCEL!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Sir, please do not scream in the lobby," A receptionist stated.

I ran up to her and quickly asked, "Where's my husband?! He has curly hair and was wearing jean shorts and has a red luggage, where is he?!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Oh," A guest spoke up from behind me who sat on the couch to wait for their room, "I saw a young man like you described ran through here about 5 minutes ago. He bumped into my luggage and apologized."

"Was he wearing a fedora hat and has green eyes?!" I ran up to the old woman.

"Yes, yes he did."

"DO YOU KNOW WHERE HE WENT?!"

"Well he was crying so I asked him why he was crying and he just said his heart is broken before running out."

"Fuck.." I cursed under my breath.

"Louis!" Jake shouted before running up to me.

I turned to face him before my tears gave up on trying to be held back.

Jake gave me an apologetic look before holding out his fist to me to drop something in my hand.

"Wha-" I began, I looked down and felt my heart break into a million tiny pieces as I stared at my hand before mumbling,

"His ring..."