Same Love (A Larcel/Loucel Fan Fic) (Marcel/Louis) (Larry)

Chapter Eight

-Marcel's POV-

I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep. it was 6 now.. Everyone will be getting up soon.

I think I may skip today... I don't feel the greatest, and with the sleep I've had this night... it's best if I stay home.

knock on the door took me out of thought.

"come in?"

"Come on guys get up, almost time to leave" and with that the door shut.

Lou was crawling out of bed. Laziness got him.

"Marcel you coming?"

"Lou, Im gonna stay home today."

"Awh are you sick?" he came and felt my head.

"ahh, Marcel you're burning up!"

"I don't feel good so I'm staying home. can you tell hazz for me?"

"Yeah, sure. do you want me to stay home with you?"

I just shrugged my shoulders, he rubbed my back and left the room. I really don't know why I don't feel good?

-Louis' POV-

Marcy doesn't feel good.. he looked fine last night? hmmm. random sickness... no one likes you !

I walked down into the kitchen where Shelby and Harry were waiting at.

"Hey Hazz, Marcel doesn't feel good.. so I'm gonna stay home with him.. okay?"

"Oh okay, tell him I said feel better. we're gonna go. bye Louis. thanks."

"Yeah,"

I went back up stairs to Marcel who was not in his bed, he suddenly walked out of the bathroom and layed back down.

he looks as If he was crying. poor Marcy.

I sat on the bed next to him.

"You okay Marcel?"

"N-no" he cuddled up to his blanket and closed his eyes tightly.

"Do you want me to get you anything?"

he shook his head no and layed there.

I stood up but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back down.

"don't leave me." I sat there and looked at him confused.. does he mean the room or in general?

"Marcy what do you mean?" he was out? I stood up and left the room.

I had nothing to do... I'll just go back to sleep.

I walked down the steeps and layed on the couch while turning the tv on.

few moments later.... I was out.

*hours later*

"Marcy please don't do this!"

"Stop calling me Marcy! you don't have the right to anymore!"

"Marcel please! it didn't happen, it's a lie!"

"Shut up Louis! I'm tired of being your boytoy.. now get out!"

"Marcel he's lieing to you I never had sex with her! he just wants to get rid of me please Marcy!"

"GET OUT NOW!"

I woke up and screamed! That was the worst dream In the world.

"Boo? you okay?"

I flung off the couch, I never realized Marcel was standing in the kitchen.

I stood up and walked into the kitchen.

"I'm fine."

"what were you dreaming about?"

"Nothing important"

"Sounded pretty important,"

"What do you mean?"

"You were saying something like it's a lie you never had sex with her. or something like that"

lets just dodge all the questions.

"So Marcy why is your sick self down here?"

"Subject changer, and because I was hungry. I tried waking you up but there was no use."

"Ohh, well I'm up now. let me get you some food"

"If you insist." he sat down at the table. I could feel his eyes on me.

"So what do you want?"

"anything. I feel better enough to eat anything" he laughed and so did I.

"Well I'm not the best cook in the world, but.. I can make some good pasta? does that sound good?"

"Sounds great Louis."

"Louis, this pasta is amazing!"

"Thanks Marcy" I kept eating it did taste better then usual.

we sat there talking for hours. One hour till Harry and Shelby get home.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Marcel started to get up.

"Sit down I'll get it." but before I could open the door, she was already in the house.