The Other Half of Me (In major editing!)

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

***Kristen's POV***

"Kristen this is your new home for now." He tells me. Wow someone actually wants me in there life. I smile and wrap my arms around his neck as he carries me inside. I look around and see the living room. I see a girl older than him. She shoots up when she looks at me. Why is she so excited? Why is she coming my way?

"Hi I'm Gemma. Marcel's older sister, and you are?" She spits out at me and sticks her hand out. "I'm Kristen. Marcel's... um I'm not sure what I am to him." I say taking her hand and shaking it nicely. I look up at him. He isn't paying attention to us, but talking to someone else. Who is Marcel talking to? I turn around and see who it is. It looks like his mum. She is so beautiful They both are.

"Hello I'm Anna, Marcel's mum. And you are? She ask and does the same sticks her hand out. "I'm Kristen, I don't know what I am to him?" I say taking her hand shaking it softly. I look up at him and he is blushing like crazy.

"She is my my my my, UGH give me a minute to think about this." He says and walks away and upstairs to his room I'm guessing. "Umm ok." I say and start to giggle. They giggle with me and start to head towards the living room and I follow. "So how long have you known Marcel?" Gemma ask me and I smile. "Well I just moved here and today is my first day at the school. I only have known him since this morning. I have a question though." I say to them and sit on a couch thats next to the couch their on. I put my head down and start to play with my fingers.

"Ask away we don't mind answering them." Anna says to me and I lift my head a little.

"Why is Marcel so nervous around me and then left when I told ya'll I wasn't sure what I was to him?" I ask them and they just look at each other as if they were talking, but aren't talking. "Your the first girl Marcel has ever brought into this house. He doesn't talk about them at all to us. He usually runs upstairs showers and punches the punching bag that we have in the garage." Gemma tells me and I look at her confused.

"Does he have anger problems? I understand what he's going through though." I say to them. I hold my face in my hands and start to cry softly. God I'm being such a baby today. I cried a lot there, but not like this, not in one day.

"Marcel doesn't, he just punches his problems away that he gets in one day. We had to buy it or he would go into his room and cry. He's had it rough all his life. Our dad left us and he was young. Kids made fun of him cause of how he dresses. No one understands him they only know the half he shows them." Gemma tells me and starts to rub circles into my back as I try to stop crying.

I soon hear footsteps coming down the stairs and see Marcel in different clothes. Man is he hot. He's wearing a white v neck and some sweatpants. You could tell he just got out of the shower cause his hair is wet. His hair is curly. He's so hot, I start to bite my bottom lip as I look him up and down.

"Hello ladies. What are we talking about?" He says and takes a seat next to me. I lean closer to him and lay mine on his chest. "We were just talking about how you two met. Plus other stuff." I say and lift my head up and look at Anna and Gemma.

"What do you guys want for dinner? I don't know what to cook." Anna says and we all laugh at her comment. "I'm fine with anything really. I grew up eating all different types of food." I say and stand up. "Um wheres the restroom cause I got to go." I say and look at Marcel. "Go straight down the hall on your right." He says in his most adorable accent.

***Marcel's POV***

I watch as she leaves the room. Man is she perfect or what. "Are you going to ask her out cause you can tell she likes you." Gemma spits out at me taking me out of my thoughts.