One Look (A Marcel Styles fanfic)

Chapter Nineteen - The Mall (part 3)

❥This will be the last part of 'The Mall'. Hope you guys like this fanfic and also go check out The Fighter by @ElectricDirection!! I swear the prologue/description will make you want more!❥

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Marcel's POV

I walked into the semi crowed store that held a lot of teenagers. I was shuffling on the floor awkwardly at all the girls giggling and waving at me as I made my way to the shirt's. I saw some coloured ones that could be good for this month since its spring/summer. I got a couple of shirts, picking out different patterns and pastels.

I walked up to the register and saw a cashier who was chewing gum obnoxiously. She had a piercing right above her upper lip, further to the right like a mole. She also had 50 layers of lipgloss plastered on her large lips which made it look even worse than it was before. Her Jersey Shore tan made her look like a skinny orange. Her mascara rubbing off on her dark purple eyelids she looked like Bozo the clown.

She looked up and down my body, leaning over the counter that separated us from each other. Her strong perfume entered my nostrils intoxicating me. I coughed a little before I looked back at her.

"Hey Hun, you live here?" Is she trying to flirt with me? Um no thanks lady.

"Erm, yeah but I have a... um gi-girlfriend?" it came out more of a question but it was enough to get her to stop flirting with me. She scoffed and scanned my items. As I grabbed my bag of purchases, I look back and gave her a sarcastic smile. She frowned and turned around to concentrate on the other male waiting inline, flirting with him. Slut.

I walked out of the store and proceeded to do my shopping. After buying some shoes, pants, shirts, belts, jewelry and bandanas, I successfully complete my shopping trip. I peeked at my watch that was wrapped around my wrist and read 4 p.m.. Wow probably I should stop for a drink, Starbucks maybe?

I navigated around the store until I saw the famous green sign glowing on top on a counter. I walked up to the counter and saw was assisted by a very polite young female. She was in her early twenties, about 21, 22. I ordered a Cookie Crumble frappe. It didn't take to long before the lady gave me my order. I smiled wide at her and she returned the favour.

As I walked to a table, I saw Louis. Where has been all this time? He noticed me to and walked up to me hand in hand with a brunette? What happened to Brittany? Not that I'm complaining though... As he inched closer tony table, I saw those green-brown orbs that were so familiar.

"Hello Eleanor! Louis!"

"Hi Marcel!" they both said in unison before screaming "jinx" at each other. They then giggled happily and Louis pecked her cheek making her cheeks go a light pink colour. They took a seat at my table with their drinks in their hands.

"So, um, Marcel what's up with the new look?" Louis asked eyeing my aspects from my now curly to my All-Star converse. I could tell that he was baffled by my sudden change but I'm doing all of this for Brooklyn. "Um, I changed?" I said blushing a little and looked at the ground. As I looked up, Louis got out of his seat and walked up to me. I stood up and he hugged me. "I'm so proud of you, bro!" he real ears and looked at me. I was proud of myself as well but, I was unsure what other people think.

"Louis I have something to tell you."

"Sure! Tell me anything!"

"Harry's back."

That smile that was on Louis's face soon disappeared at the mention of the monsters name. He clenched and unclenched his jaw and made his hands curl up into fists, his knuckles turning white. I soon looked up into his eyes, pleading for him to stop. He soon relaxed his shoulders and breathed a little.