Hearts A Mess (Marcel/One Direction Minific) AU

Hearts A Mess: Chapter 15

Marcel Styles

Chapter 15

Edited

I drove down the street Georgia lived on and saw she lived just a street behind me. But her house was the most biggest and prettiest on her street. I drove up to her driveway and got out knocking on her front door. She opened it with a huge smile,

"Hey, come in," I took a step inside and stood awkwardly in their huge front room.

"Follow me" She called from behind her. I followed her upstairs and into her huge purple room. I took a seat at her large desk. She sat down on her bed and we both sat in silence.

"I bet you're wondering why I asked for you to come over"

"Yeah I was.."

~ Georgia-Roses Pov ~

Me and Marcel sat there in a silence. I glanced over at Marcel and he was taking sneaky glances at me. I bit my lip and continued to fiddle with my bracelets. "I bet you're wondering why I asked for you to come over,"

"Yeah I was..."

"Do you like me? Like, any feelings?" I asked nervously.

"What?" He asked stunned.

I took a deep breath "D-Do you feel something towards me." He sighed and looked down,

"If its better for you to know the truth then yes." He looked up "I really like you."

I smiled "I think I might like you as well" I chuckled. He raised his eyebrows and his jaw dropped "Excuse me? Say that again?"

"I think I might like you.." I repeated "I don't know its just, this weird thing is drawing me to you."

"God I sound so cheesy". I muttered. Marcel laughed and came over to sit beside me,

"Lets go on a date then.. I-If you'll let me though. Wait, will Ryan get angry?" He looked concerned. I shrugged, "Forget him, we're over."

"Well in that case" He smirked and leaned in. I pulled him towards me and connected our lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me onto his lap. I brought my fingers to his hair and tangled my fingers in his curls. He groaned and pulled away,

"Lets not get too carried away yeah?" He smirked. I laughed and hopped off his lap. He looked around the room,

"Hey, you paint?"

"Yeah... But, I don't think my parents want me to actually be an artist. All they think is that being an artist is not good for me because it won't get me a great job and its for rebels. They haven't seen my work before" I said sadly "They're sending me to law school. But I don't wanna go study there. I just wanna paint"

"Then do it" He said.

I turned around and looked at him "What?"

"Go to art school! Do what you want" He shrugged.

"Marcel. My dad is a dentist and my mums a surgeon. They have the big money. I-I don't think they'd wanna send me to some cheap art school. They've always had dreams of me becoming a lawyer or surgeon or something that would make them feel like proud parents. I doubt they'd even let me set foot in an art school"

"Does it matter? Do what you wanna do! Save up and leave if you have to. You can't let them control your career"

I sighed "Marcel, I'm just not in the mood to talk about this" I mumbled. He nodded at me and kept silent.

"Then lets get painting!" He yelled excitedly. I giggled and ran over to grab all my art stuff.

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Man, this chapter was preeeeety lame!

Oh! And I have a new username!! Wait... I think i told you guys already?... Ehh who gives.

-newzealandhipster