The Nerd Marcel

Chapter 59

Harry's p.o.v

It had been about a week or two since mu- Anne came to "visit" and I was still a little pissed about it. Alex and Marcel were scheduled to come back soon today so I was getting everything ready for there arival. 

"Hey Haz, you ok?" Louis asked sipping on his drink content. 

"Yea i'm fine. Why do you ask?" 

"Well for one you said you were getting a beer and you began pacing back and forth in the room like a mad man for about a minute or two so there's the first reason, second you didn't even realize it so what's up?" He asked. I sighed and sat down next to him.

"My mum came back about a week or two ago and I'm still pissed" I sighed. He almost chocked on his drink, and set it down baffled.

"Does Marcel know?"

"Of course not, I wouldn't tell my newly wed brother who is on his honey moon that our crazy mother came back for forgiveness" I exclaimed. He nodded and took another sip of his drink. We sat there for another hour or so playing FIFA when the door opened revealing a very happy Marcel and a giggling Alex.

"There you guys are!" I smiled pausing the game and standing to greet my brother. 

"Hey" He smiled as I hugged him then moved on to Alex.

"So how was your honey moon?" I asked smiling.

"Amazing!!" They exclaimed. 

"So what did you guys do?" Louis asked smiling. They blushed intensly, giving Louis and I a hint that a lot of things went down.

"We got tattoos" Alex smiled. I stared at Marcel wide eyed remembering the last and first time he got a tattoo.

"OWWW" He shouted. I had gotten my giant butterfly tattoo already and I felt fine. My shirt was in my hands while the man covered my tattoo with a black tape sort thing. 

"You're brother sure seems like he's in pain" The man said. 

"Yea I know, I should go with him for support" I sighed. I stood up slowly, as to not cause myself pain and walked to Marcel. He held the arm rests of the chair with such a tight grip that his knuckles had gone white, his face was scrunched up in pain, and his eyes were sealed shut as the woman tattooed the last detail to the final bird.

"Marcel, you ok?" I asked stupidly. He opened his eye slightly and shook his head in almost a tremble. I felt a ping of pain in my chest seeing how bad he was taking it. 

"All done" Said the woman. Marcel relaxed his muscles a bit but clenched them again as the woman added the covering to the two birds. Drips of sweat were clear on Marcel's face as he got up in a tired maner. Shoulders slumped, eyes drooping, and glassy eyes.

"I'll be in the car" He breathed walking out and leaving me to pay. 

"Are you sure that you got a tattoo? Like with a needle and stuff?" I asked Marcel. He nodded and showed me his wrist. An infinity sign with the letter A and a small blue heart. The Alex showed me hers and it was the same thing exept for the letter and heart color.

"How much were those?" Louis asked.

"Free" They smiled. 

"What else happened?" I asked.

"A lot of stuff but all we want to do is sleep right now we're exhausted" Alex said brushing past us and up the stairs. 

"Sure "sleep" Whatever you say Alex" Louis chuckled. She sent him a death glare that shut him up immediatly and went to Marcel's room with Marcel close behind.

Marcel's p.o.v

Alex laid down under the covers and began to drift off while I lay there staring at the ceiling. She had gotten another tattoo over our honey moon but she wouldn't tell me what it meant. 

"Are you quite sure you want another tattoo, you just got one 2 weeks ago" I sighed. Alex dragged me along the side walk to the tattoo shop we recently went to.

"Yes i'm positive, I did reaserch on what tattoo means and I feel like I need another one. And don't worry i'll pay" She smiled. I didn't care about the money it was just that I wan't sure about the tattoo but I wasn't planning on stopping her. She looked really nice in tattoo's.

"What does tattoo mean?"

"In tahitian it means to leave a mark" She smiled. She was holding something back, I could tell. I was about to ask her what else it meant, but she had already found the shop. 

"Hey, back for more?" Asked the woman, who's name we found out was Jennifer.

"Yea, Uh I am not him" she smiled. Jennifer glanced over at me and nodded.

"And I already know what I want" Alex smiled.

"As ussual, come on back" 

Alex followed the woman while I sat in the waiting room flipping throw magazines. I heard the familiar buzz, then the slightly silenced buzz on skin. After about 5 or 10 minutes the room went silent and Alex walked out thanking the woman. 

Alex reached into her purse and pulled out a few bills and handed them to the woman. 

"This is too much Alex-"

"Keep it" Alex smiled. Jannifer smirked looking down at her hand, as we walked out of the door.

"Well someone is deep in thought" Alex chuckled. I jumped slightly and turned to her. She looked very tired but still as gorgeous.

"You never let me see the tattoo, love" I smiled. She sighed and pulled her arm fron under the covers. She pulled up her sleeve to reveal a group of lines on her forearm. I traced over them gently with my finger.

"What do they mean?" 

She stared at me in silence then back at the black marks on her arm.

"All those times I was hurt or bullied over years" She sighed. I stared up at her in shock then back at the tick marks, all 10 of them.

"But you said the word tattoo means to mark something, why mark the pain on your skin?" I asked horrified. Did she like remembering the pain?

"That's what it means it tahitian. In Samoan, it means open wound" She sighed.

"The first one was in 3rd grade, then 4, and all the way to last year when Liam...you know. It all still hurts, like an open wound that can't and won't heal" She added, I looked at her glassy eyes with my watery ones. 

"I promise you, no one will ever hurt you any more. Ever. You are my everything and I can't bare to see you this upset. So from this moment on, no one will hurt you" I smiled wiping off her tears with my left thumb while I lifted my right pinky to promise her. We locked our pinkies while we smiled at each other. Then I leaned in to close the deal. 

I promise, nothing will happen to her while I am around.