Oh, Marcel!

The Styles Curls

~Marcel~

"I think I'm just happy, I think I'm just happy." Nirvana lyrics were spewing out my mouth as I threaded my fingers through my hair.

The quick three raps on the door startled me and I shut my mouth quickly and opened my eyes.

"Marcel! You've been in there for at least an hour! When are you and your fresh hair going to come out?" Ember said pounding on the door three more times.

"Right now!" I said not realizing how much time had gone by. My happiness had gotten the best of me and I started to sing random lines from random songs. Nirvana was my all time favorite band, not that many people knew that about me.

Yanking open the curtain I stepped out and onto the shower rug, grabbing my towel from the rack. I dried my face and body then wrapped it around my waist. I looked into the steamy mirror seeing my dark curls framing my face, dripping wet.

The brightness of my green eyes shone against the pale of my skin and the white of the bathroom. My body was still as toned as when I had let Ember see even though I hadn't been to the gym in a couple of days. I can't believe that I had shown her. No one knew and now she did.

Marcel, you must really trust her.

I scooped up another towel and unfolded it and then wrapped it around my head. I looked ridiculous, but it was nothing compared to when I put on my mom's glasses again.

Or should I leave them off? I wasn't going anywhere?

No, there isn't any use in hurting your eyes and making them worse than they already were. That's why I had those big glasses because my eyes were so bad.

I threw on my clothes and readjusted the towel since it had moved around. I gripped the knob of the door and took one last look at myself in the mirror before turning and pulling.

Ember was leaning up against the wall staring at her fingernails. She looked up in surprise when she saw me.

"Hey take that off and let me see your hair!" She reached up on her toes and grabbed the towel from my head yanking it off. Her eyes danced on my wet curls as they sprung out from the towel. She pushed me aside and went into the bathroom, I turned around and watched her rummage around until she found a hair dryer. How she knew that was there, I'll never know. Maybe its a girl thing. She tugged on my hand and I followed her back into the bathroom. 

Ember plugged in the hair dryer and pulled me down so she could reach my hair. She began to wave the warm air back and forth over my curls. Every once and a while she would stick her hand into the mass of hair and fluff it out, her nails hitting my scalp and making my skin prickle. It felt good with the warm air.

A slight moan escaped me.

Whoa Marcel are you getting turned on by this? You do remember that you're just friends right?

I stood back up stopping my thoughts and Ember pouted at me.

"C'mon! I wasn't finish Mars!" She said sticking her plump, pink bottom lip out.

"No it's fine!" I shook my head and I felt the long curls bouncing and I watched her eyes follow their movement. A particularly long one fell in my eye and she reached up and grabbed it. I tensed up as she began to curl it around her finger gently. She released it and it bounced in front of my eye. She stared up at me as if she was waiting for me to do something, but all I could do was stare back into the bright blue eyes.

"Marcel, you know that you look similar to Harry Styles? You know the guy from One Direction?" She said looking over my features.

"You have the same dimples, same green eyes, same fluffy curly dark hair, and you've even got the same last name. That's weird.."

That was weird. I hadn't noticed that before, but of course I never really paid much attention to One Direction either. I wasn't a fan, but I didn't dislike them.

"Really?" Ember pushed back out of the bathroom and goes to sit on the couch. The TV was on and it was paused on Harry.

"Yes come look." She said sitting down on the soft couch. I sat in the arm chair next to the couch. I didn't want to sit to close to her in fear that something might happen to me again. She pressed play on the remote and the camera zoomed in on Harry's smiling face.

Ember was right, I did look a lot like him. And was it a coincidence that we even had the same last name?