Catch Me If You Can (Larry Stylinson/Marcel)

Ch.5

Marcel's POV

"W-what do you mean you s-slept with Liam?" I stutter as sit on my couch, looking at my hands in my lap.

He grabs my hand. "I was drunk I swear I didn't mean too. It meant nothing to me. I honestly thought I was with you the whole time." He explains to me.

Tears slip from my watery eyes. I've never been cheated on, let alone had a relationship. "Please tell me this is a sick jokes, Louis please." I barely say as I cover my face with my hands.

My heart aches and I feel my breaths shortening.

No. I'm gonna have an anxiety attack.

"Louis." I take a short breath "I need water." My hands start to shake and my mouth goes dry.

He runs to my kitchen and comes back quickly. He hands me the glass. I take it in my shaky hands and take little sips.

He rubs my shoulder. "Harry ple-"

"I'm not Harry! I'm Marcel!" I shout at him, cutting off his sentence.

He looks at me with wide eyes. "I'm sorry." He says.

He tries to grab my hand and hold it but I tug it away. "Leave." I demand.

"W-what." He looks at me with a sad look in his eyes.

I get up and open the front door for him. "Leave." I say again.

He gets up and walks over to me. "C-can't we talk about this? It was a mistake I swear. I only want you, Marcel." He begs.

I shake my head. "I'll call you when in ready to talk. Goodbye." I say and push his back a little so that he isn't in my house anymore.

I shut the door then walked over to my computer and sat down.

I open up Facebook. As in scrolling through my news feed a see pictures from the party last night.

After clicking in the album and looking through all the pictures I finally see one of Louis and Liam. They're kissing on Niall's couch and the caption is "drunk truth or dare"

Idiots.

I shut my laptop after deciding I should go out and do something.

I slick my hair back, throw on some Harry Styles clothes then slip my glasses on.

I don't know why I'm wearing Harry's clothes if I'm being myself right now..

I grab a $10 off of my nightstand then grab my phone and head out to get some ice cream.

***

Louis POV

"Me and Jessica totally fucked last night! It was great. She is so easy." Niall says then takes a sip of his soda.

I roll my eyes. All I can think of is Marcel. I don't care about who other people fucked. "I fucked someone last night! I just don't know who. They where gone before I woke up." Liam speaks up and my eyes get wide.

Shut the fuck up Liam! "No way dude! That's awesome!" Zayn says and pats his back.

That's not awesome at all. I can't believe I fucked Liam.. One of my best mates... This fucking sucks. I miss Marcel so much. We only dated for one day and I already miss him. How could I fuck up this quickly? I hurt him again... I'm such a horrible person... "LOUIS!" Niall shouts in my ear and I snap out of my own thought.

"Huh? what!" I yell and everyone starts laughing.

"You spaced out mate. But what I was asking was if you got some la- oh shit look who it is." Niall says with an evil grin and we all look in the direction of his prey.

Oh shit.

"Watch and learn, kids" Niall gets up and walks over to Marcel. He grabs his shirt and pull him up then bangs him against the wall. People stare but don't do anything. "Well well well, would you look who it is. Why haven't I seen you at school? I figured you wouldn't want to miss your precious classes." Niall says to Marcel.

Marcel looks scared and helpless. "L-leave me alone Niall." Marcel says and tries to get out of Niall's grasp.

"Not a chance buddy. I need to make up for lost time." Niall says and punches Marcel in the stomach.

Marcel coughs for a while as Niall keeps punching his stomach.

Me and Marcel make eye contact. I can see his pleading eyes. He's begging for my help.

I get up an walk over to them.

Just as Niall was about to punch him again I grab his hand and stop him. "What the." Niall says.

He drops Marcel and turns around to see who is stopping him. "Louis what the fuck are you doing?" He asks me.

I see Marcel run out the door of the ice cream shop. "Not now Niall." I say to him then run after Marcel.

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Marcel's POV

I run away as fast as I can. I wipe the blood from my mouth and clutch my stomach as I run to my car.

Why the fuck did I park so far away?

"Marcel!" I hear from behind me.

I don't turn around, I just keep running. I finally make it to my car.

When I get in the car I start it up. "Marcel please talk to me." I turn my head to see Louis peering at me through my rolled down window.

I sigh. "Louis please just... Go back to your friends. I'm sure they miss you." I say harshly.

He looks at me with a sad expression. "I miss you." He says to me and tries to kiss me from the window.

I push his head back. "Sorry Louis but I'm really hurt. I told you that I would call you when I was ready." I say and roll up the window before he can say anything else. Without a second glimpse I drive past him and to my house.