Falling Unbreakable (Harry Styles and Marcel Styles Story)

PROLOGUE

HELLO EVERYONE! THIS IS THE WAY I MAKE STORIES! AND THIS IS MY SECOND STORY SO PLEASE DON'T HATE.

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~Present~

**(Mystery#1)'s POV**

"(Mystery#2), you had changed a lot!" I told him trying to make him changed, "Why?! Do you want me to be like who I am before?" He replied, "(Mystery#2), LISTEN! I thought you were intellegent! I was so wrong! You aren't that smart to realize that what you're doing was so wrong! You could be more dangerous than a criminal! You had killed 3 f**king person! DO YOU STILL F**KING THINK IT'S JUST NOTHING?! No (Mystery#2), NO!" I tried to explain him everything bad he's doing, "Oh really? How about this?!" I really don't know what happened but the last thing I saw is him hit me with a baseball bat. And then I woke up, everything I see is a dark room, and a liquid thing falling in my head. Everything is dark, then (Mystery#2) open the light, now I knew that the liquid thing falling in my head is blood, and blood scattered in the floor and all over my clothes, "Is really this what you want? Darkness? People hurting, suffering, and being scared?" I stated everything in my mind, I had no fear knowing what he can do to me, even if my voice is shaking in pain, "uhm..." That is all what he reply, "(Mystery#2)! What?! Is really this what you want?! NOW JUST KILL ME!" And I become more fearless saying those lines, he has no replies, I just felt another pain of he punching me more, then he kicked me, I screamed in my hurting wounds, and he stopped when I looked at him with me teary eye, I am not trying to make him pity me, but I just can't control my tears falling from my eyes in pain, "Ok tell me your lasts of last word, BEFORE I KILL THE F**K OUT OF YOU!" He shouted in my face, I really don't know why would he need to shout in my face, "Listen, (Mystery#2). Maybe you can make me walk no more, maybe you can make me blind, maybe you can make disabled, maybe you can make me loose my blood, maybe you can kill me, but the memories wont fade. Get it? You, YOU HATED YOURSELF! And you put that hate on someone else, someone like me! Like now! Like how you torture me like now! Please listen, like how you pay attention to the teacher before. Why can't you be like me? Like me who change for the better! And of course, maybe you are really not like me, but I know you are notnreally who you are now! You are just your anger... And if you're going to kill me, kill me now. GO, SHOT ME WITH A GUN! TRY TO BREAK MY FACE OR MY HEAD WITH YOU BAT! TORTURE ME MORE! KILL ME RIGHT NOW! KILL ME RIght no-" I don't get to finish my last words because my voice broke, maybe because my energy's maybe being so low... But even though, I still tried to speak, "We used to be bestfriends..."  I whispered with my voice getting lower and lower. This is it, my time as come. But even though, I don't think of help, I just think what would be his life after this... See, I'm still concern for you, (Mystery#2), even if your about to kill me right now . . .

. . . Moments passed, and everything was Red.





~100 Days Before~

**Marcel's POV**

T-today is my first day of highschool, Harry told me it will be fun! But Harry is handsome, a-and he gets all the attention, and I am just a nerdy-geek. I-i wish this would be so different, and no more bullies.

"Marcel! Marcel!" A deep voice shouted from downstairs, it's my perfect brother, Harry, "I'm c-coming, brother!" I shout back. "Are you ready for your first day of 7th grade?" H-he asks me, "I-i don't know, maybe not..." And then he stopped me, "Or maybe yes! Marcel, highschool life is fun! And 90% of people find their first love when they are 7th grader, maybe you'll find yours too!" And that is what he said, "B-but brother, we are so different, you are so handsome, and popular, and so good-looking, and-" "And Marcel, we are twins, if I'm handsome, and you sure are too." "O-ok Harry." "Happy first day Marcel, wish I am there to guide you." "Ok t-thanks, Harry."

That is my brother Harry, we are twins, but he is handsome, that is the difference of us two. Even if we are twins, he is enrolled 1 year before me because I have reading problems because I have blurry eyes and mom don't knew it before, she thought I am really just that dumb to not read, but then suprised her because I am the opposite of it.

"Let's go, Marcel! Sure you don't want to lose you first subject, right?" Harry screamed, "Uh, oh yes harry! Let's go!" We ride in his car, he has his own car, mom bought him that last year. After a minute or two, we are already here at school, he drove really insane. So he first open his door, then he open mine for me, "Marcel, the Grade 7th classroom is the room closest to the library." He adviced me, "Ok thanks, Harry." So before I went to our classroom, I hear someone ask Harry, "Is that your brother? He looks so nerdy." And all Harry's response is "He is my Brother, Luke. and never call him 'Nerdy' or whatever again, or else..." And that is all I heard, I wonder who that 'Luke' is. I have this feeling that I am the luckiest nerd because of my brother, even in elementary, he is always there for me, oh sorry not always, I still get bullied when he becomes suspended because he beat up the jock who is bullying me, and then when he comes present again, the bullies don't bully me again for only a week, but sometimes it don't gets to the point when Harry needs to beat them up because they are already scared of Harry's deep voice, but the bullies still bully me in the classroom, but I can't do nothing because when I tell it to Harry, they will bully me more, so I chose to just keep it a secret to Harry. Sometimes it's hard, but we need to move forward and keep swimming life. And by swimming, I mean living. And by living, I mean staying to this bad hour. And by bad hour, I mean bad day. And by bad day, I mean bad week. And by bad week, I mean bad month. And by bad month, I mean bad year. And by bad year, I mean bad life.


I wish highschool is really different.