Opposites Attract (Marcel&Louis Stylinson)

Chapter 54

Marcel's POV - 8 Hours Later, 2:54 A.M.


"And when can we see him?" Louis asked the nurse from outside of Will's hospital room.

"You can see him in 3 days for an evening visit," She answered.

"Thank you," I smiled at her before leaving.

I'm utterly speechless by this. Why must everyone I care about end up in the hospital in some way? It's really unbelievable. We're all trying to avoid hospitals as much as possible but it seems almost impractical.

I quickly turned around and ran up to the nurse, "Excuse me! Wait! Excuse me!"

I seem to have startled her as she stumbled back and nervously asked, "What? What? What is it?!"

"Sorry.. erm," My feet fidgeted in an awkward motion and my hands gripped each others, "I was wondering if you can.. transfer Will over to room 413?"

"Four thirteen?" She looked surprised.

"Babe," Louis approached me from behind and rested his right hand on my lower back, "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry," I assured him, "So can he? Is that room available?"

"I'll have to check but.. why?" She concernly questioned.

"Well.. because I was in that room when I was in an accident and.. and I was healed and I gained my memory of Louis back so.. I'm hoping.. hoping it'll help fully heal Will as well. Like in a luck kind of way," I explained.

Louis looked up at me and smiled before pecking a quick kiss to my cheek, "That's thoughtful, Marcy."

I smiled down at him and nodded.

"Well, I will check. I'm sure that would be fine," She said before walking away.

We both turned around to walk back to Zayn's room.

"We've been here far too many times," Louis quietly said as we walked.

I interlocked our fingers and silently agreed, "Mmhm."

"I hate it here," He admitted.

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Liam's POV - Two Days Later, 2:32 P.M.

The door swung open, revealing Marcel in one of his old outfits, gel hair, heavy textbooks, and a wide smile. Louis followed him closely behind in a football uniform, messy fringe, and an athletic bag.

"Hey!" I brightly greeted them.

"Hey Liam!" Marcel waved.

"Hey mate," Louis smiled before closing the door behind him.

"How was teaching?" I asked Marcel.

"It was super fun! I had a great time. The kids were so cooperative and sweet," He gushed.

"Yeah right," Louis amusingly rolled his eyes, "They were deadly and violent."

"It's not my fault they wanted to climb all over you while you tried to show off your moves," Marcel teased as he set his stuff down.

Louis stuck out his tongue before throwing the bag down on the couch beside me. He dropped to the ground, on the large white rug, and laid there, "Shit, I'm tired."

"Me too," Marcel said before joining Louis on the ground.

Marcel laid his head on Lou's stretched out arm. Louis pulled Marcel in to clash their bodies.

"We have to pick Ani up from school in a bit," Marcel yawned.

"Let's sleep for a little bit then," Louis yawned as well.

"Didn't she say she wanted to be dropped at the hospital to stay with Zayn?"

"She's probably hoping to see Will too," Louis nodded.

Marcel yawned again and nuzzled into Louis' neck, "I'm tired, Boo."

Louis pulled him desperately close before easing Marcel's hair.

They cuddled on the floor as I fondly stared at them.

"Wanna join, Liam?" Louis asked with a smirk.

Marcel hugged Louis tighter with his arms wrapped securely around Louis' curvy body. Their legs intertwined as they soothe each others' exhaustion.

I smiled at how beautiful and in love they still look after all these years.

"Guys," I announced.

They both hummed a, "Mmm?" tune.

"Clear your schedule for tomorrow and Saturday," I commanded.

"What, why?" Louis asked, "I have practice and stuff."

"Tomorrow's Friday, right? I have the day off tomorrow but I have an intern meeting for Saturday," Marcel stated.

"I don't care," I grinned, "Just clear your schedules and pack some cozy clothing."

"What are you up to, Payne?" Louis questioned before kissing Marcel's forehead.

I just fond over how much they still show their affections. Even now that they're married and have a daughter, they still seem like they're in their high school days. Lots of cheeky kisses, flirting, and heart eyes.

Niall walked out of the guest room, awakened from his long sleep. He approached me, looking like a cute little kitten that just woke up from a lazy nap. He was wearing one of my big t-shirts so it looks like a dress on him. He stumbled towards me with his hands rubbing his eyes and his small little yawn making me weak to the knees.

I swung my arm around his shoulder and kissed the side of his head before saying, "Us four are going to the Leeds Festival."

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Perrie's POV - 4:58 P.M.

Louis dropped Ani off at the hospital. He quietly told Zayn and I about the Leeds Festival plan that Liam brought up. Zayn and I said we'd happily take care of Ani for them and that they wouldn't have to worry about a thing. Marcel seemed hesitant on wanting to go but as always, Zayn convinced him to. Louis seemed excited and anxious about it. Marcel was more concerned on leaving Ani behind but I told him not to worry. I can stay with Ani at their apartment. Zayn will get to start for bed rest at their apartment tomrrow so he'd be with Ani and I as well. As for Leeroy, he can do whatever he wants. Louis made it clear that if Leeroy tries to get near Ani with anything inappropriate, we'd have to kick him out. Hopefully, there wouldn't be any problems.

After telling us about their plan. They left to go shopping. Kindly asking Ani and I if we'd like to join them. Though, we refused and stayed back to look after Zayn.

Ani sat silently still as I brushed through her hair. Zayn fell asleep not too long ago.

"Aunt Malik," She quietly said.

The words sent chills down my spine and I smiled, "I'm not Ms. Malik yet, Ani. 'Perrie' will be just fine."

"Aunt Perrie," She corrected herself, "Do you think Will is okay?"

I set the brush down and began braiding her hair, "Well, I sure hope so. I heard great things about him. I'd really like to meet him so let's hope he heals quickly, yeh?"

"Mhmm," She nodded quietly.

"Don't worry," I assured her, "I'm sure you're the first person he'll want to see when he wakes up."

"What if he doesn't wake up?" She suddenly asked.

I bit my bottom lip and sighed slowly, "He will. Don't worry."

"You don't have to do that, you know," She softly chuckled.

"Do what?" I asked, confused.

She turned around, causing the braid of her hair to come undo, and looked into my eyes, "That fairytale, magical talk that adults do. You don't have to do that with me. I understand. I have cancer and I know what it's like to fear death. I don't really fear it though, not anymore. So it's okay. You don't have to pretend that you don't worry about him possibly dying.. because I worry about it too."

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Liam's POV

After walking out of Zayn's hopsital room, Marcel spotted a nurse about to enter Will's room.

"Excuse me! Pardon me, miss!" He softly shouted.

"Yes?" She noticed him.

"Um, may I ask if William is in there?" He asked as he pointed to the room.

"William Sheeran?"

"Yes m'am," Lou answered.

"Oh, he's been moved to room 413. I'm just about to clean up in here," She answered.

"Really?" Marcel's eyes lit up.

"Yes," She nodded.

"Thank you!" He cheerfully replied before she completely entered the room.

"What's the big deal?" Niall asked.

"Room 413 is the room Marcel stayed in when he was in the accident. Remember that accident where he almost forgot who Louis was?" Liam stated, facing Niall.

"Oh, that. Did you ask for him to be moved there?" Niall smiled.

"Yeah," Marcel smiled back, "For luck and speedy recovery."

"Wanna go check on him?" Louis asked.

"B-but guests aren't allowed until tomorrow.. and we're leaving tomorrow," Marcel pouted.

Louis shook his head and smirked before saying,

"Who says we can't visit him early?"

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Louis' POV

"409.. 410.. 411..," I paused at the door, "413."

"This all seems like deja vu," Marcel softly spoke.

"This is probably a bad idea, Louis," Liam stated, "What if something goes wrong when we enter?"

"Is the door even unlocked?" Niall questioned.

"Let's see," I shrugged.

I rested my right hand on the door knob and just as I was about to turn it, the door opened wide. Standing in front of us was grandpa and grandma Sheeran along with a ginger man in a dirty grey jumper and ripped jeans. His eyes bright blue with a light tint of green. He was carrying a guitar and his face stained with tears.

"What the hell are you fags doing here?" The angry old man grunted.

I cringed at his words and found my hands balling into fists, ready to throw a punch..

"I'm sorry Mr. Sheeran," Marcel nervously spoke, "We just wanted to visit Will. We're all really worried about him."

"Well hell, you should be! He almost died because of you unworthy folks," He shot back.

"Listen here old man, I-" I was cut off by Marcel's light squeeze on my arm.

I looked up at Mar with eyes full of anger but he kept calm and stable.

"We're sorry. We just want to see him and make sure he's alright. You see, Ani's really-"

"Don't you speak of that girl's name ever again!" He shouted, stopping Marcel's sentence.

"Hey, hey!" I grew even angrier, "Don't talk to my husband like that!"

He quivered at the word 'husband,' and shook his head. His arm shot up and he pointed, "Get out! Don't ever come back! I don't want you shitheads to have anything to do with William anymore! Tell that Ani girl to back off and stay away from my Will!"

"Dad," The ginger man spoke up from behind the grandpa, "That's enough. Your manner is unacceptable."

The man slowly turned around and grew weak, "But Ed.."

"Stop. Why don't you and mum go home. I'll stay with Will for the night," Ed said with his arms crossed.

"Edward.. we want to st-"

"Mum, it's okay. You guys have done enough for Will and I. Just go home and rest."

It was awkwardly silent for a moment before they decided to leave. With hugs and kisses for good-byes. Death stares and indirect hatred towards us, they finally left.

"You guys must be Louis and Marcel?" Ed smiled before holding out his hand for us to shake.

We both shook them as we nodded.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson. This is my husband, Marcel Tomlinson," I introduced.

"I'm Ed Sheeran um Will's dad," He spoke.

"It's nice to finally meet you," Marcel smiled.

"You too," Ed smiled back.

He looked over our shoulders at Liam and Niall who stood quietly behind us.

"Oh I'm sorry," Marcel snorted, "This is Liam Payne" He patted Liam's shoulder, "And this is Niall Hor- I mean, Payne. Niall Payne."

"Oh, you guys are husbands as well?" Ed questioned.

Niall took a hold of Liam's hand, "Mmhm."

"Cool," Ed brightly replied before shaking both of their hands, "So, no one other than family are allowed to see him but I'll let you guys come in. Just stay quiet."

"You got it," I agreed.

"Thank you so much," Marcel faintly said.

Marcel accidentally tripped over his own foot on his way in, causing Niall to start a hysteric reaction. Liam and I both immediately shot our hands up to Niall's mouth to stop the laughter. Niall's eyes squeezed close and his face grew red as the sound of his laughter was barely a volume in our hands.

Marcel giggled a bit but managed to stay silent. Ed seemed amused but didn't really break out a chuckle. He set his guitar down on the sofa and walked over to sit on the chair resting beside Will's bed. He sat down and placed his gentle hand onto Will's forehead, soothing it back and forth.

We surrounded the bed. Will looked broken. His face bruised up, his left arm in a cast, his right leg in a cast, his neck in brace, and he's hooked up to different machines. This all seems so familiar since Marcel was in the same position.

The thought of Marcel caused me to look up and check on him. Of course, he was crying. I wrapped my strong arms around him in comfort. He allowed me to hold him as he silently cried. Ed was quiet. Everyone.. everyone was quiet.

"I thought he was supposed to be in room 212," Ed broke the silence, "I went there as soon as I got to the hospital but they said he was moved here. Do you guys know why?"

"I asked the nurse to move him here," Marcel spoke up.

"Why?"

"This is where I laid years ago when I was in a car accident. I healed really quick here and gained my memory back for Louis. I was hoping it would quickly heal Will too. It's kind of a good luck charm sort of thing."

Ed stared at Marcel with such compassion and adoration that I almost grew jealous. I don't blame people for looking at him that way though.. I mean, come on. Marcel's on a whole new level of charmer.

"Thank you Marcel," Ed smiled.

"Shouldn't we bring Ani here too?" Niall interrupted.

"Oh yeah," I realized, "She's been waiting to see Will."

"No," Liam spoke, "No. Don't let her see him, not like this. She'll get even more worried and she'll cry more too. When he wakes up, then she can see him."

"He's right," Marcel nodded, "I don't want her heart to break even more."

I can't help but blame myself for this. I can't help but feel guilty for the time I interrogated him at our dining room table, pressuring him to answer ridiculous questions, and in hopes that he wouldn't have any feelings for my little girl. But, at the end of the day, he cares about her. She cares about him too. And for my daughter to have someone other than family to care about her.. that's a pretty damn special thing.

All I want is Will to wake up so I can thank him. He needs to know that I accept him, with all my heart.

"Alright, we should go," Liam announced, "We have a lot to do."

Ed stood up, "Thank you for visiting. It means a lot to me."

"Thank YOU for letting us visit," Marcel smiled, "Let us give you our numbers. Call or text us whenever you need anything and please let us know when he wakes up."

"Of course," Ed replied.

They all moved aside to exchange numbers. I took the opportunity to stand beside Will. I delicately placed my hand on his hand and rubbed it.

"Please wake up. She needs you," I whispered.

I leaned in and placed a tender kiss to his forehead before leaving.

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Will's POV - 6:11 A.M.

I woke up to see dad asleep on a chair beside me.

"Dad?" My dry mouth mumbled.

He awakened, startled.

"Will!" He brightly smiled.

"What are you doing here?" I tried to move but the restriction of my injuries denied my ability to.

"Don't worry about it," He smiled, "I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere for a long while."

"Really?" My heart beamed with joy at his words.

"I promise," He assured me.

He leaned over to give me a gentle hug. Grandpa Jack and Grandma Ingrid walked in, surprised that I was staring back at them.

"Oh William!" Granny almost ran over to me.

She carefully embraced me with hugs and kisses. Grandfather shed a few tears and kissed the top of my head.

"Glad you're with us, son," He smiled.

"Me too," I smiled back, "Um.. how long have I been out?"

"Three days," Granny answered.

"I haven't been in school for three days?! That's a lot of work to make up."

"Really?" Dad laughed, "That's what you care about?"

We all laughed for a moment before I asked,

"Can you sing me a song with your guitar? I miss hearing you sing."

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Louis' POV - 7:15 A.M.

We said our goodbyes to Ani earlier this morning before leaving her with Perrie. Zayn is written for bed rest and will be coming at around 8:00 A.M. But we'll be at Leeds by then. We gave him a visit at around 5:30 A.M. before we left.

It was difficult for Marcel and I to say goodbye to Ani, even if it is just for two days. We kept hugging and kissing her. She told us she'll call when she goes to visit Will. We jokingly told her we'll call her every minute.

Though, it doesn't seem to be a joke anymore. I'm dying to hear her sweet angelic voice and that adorable laugh. I saw Marcel cried a little when she hugged him before we went out the door.

Marcel and I stayed in the backseat of Liam's van. Marcel's head rested on my lap and his long legs curled up. He's been asleep for about 30 minutes now. I messed with his curls, soothing him to sleep.

"I'M SO EXCITED!" Niall cheered.

"Niall!" Liam scowled as he drove, "Marcel's sleeping."

Niall, who's sat in the passenger seat, has been talking non-stop ever since 4:00 A.M. when we woke up.

"Ooohh," Niall giggled, "Sorry!"

"Do you think this is a good time? To just leave? Like, is it an appropriate time to take this little holiday?" I found myself asking.

"Louis," Liam sighed, "You and Marcel need this. You barely get any alone time and you haven't had any fun in ages. You're known as Mr. Fun but lately you've been Mr. I-stay-home-and-go-to-practice-and-hospitals-and-sleep-and-repeat."

"Okay okay," I chuckled, "Fair point."

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Ani's POV - 7:35 A.M.

Aunt Perrie and I stopped at the hospital before school to get Uncle Zayn home. As they helped place him on his wheelchair, pack his necessities, and clothes, I waited outside in the hallway.

"I thought William Sheeran was in this room," A nurse said, catching my attention.

I instantly stood up from the ground. Another nurse came and spoke,

"He's been moved to 413. He's awake too so you can go give him the medicine and shots."

They started to walk and I followed. I grew happy and anxious. I can't believe he's awake now!

Once we reached the room, I snucked quietly behind them and followed them in. The sight of Will's grandfather scared me and I froze.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" He shouted.

"Umm I- I," I stuttered, trying not to cry.

I turned to see Will, sitting up on his bed, and staring blankly at me.

"Will.." I smiled.

"Alright fine," His grandfather interrupted, "You have 5 minutes to talk to him. After that, I want you to leave."

"Thank you, sir!" I brightly bowed in appreciation before running over to stand by Will.

Mr. Sheeran walked out of the room and the nurses finished up their jobs. After about 30 seconds, I was left alone with my best friend.

"Hi!" I cheerfully greeted.

"Hi.." He quietly said back.

This feels.. strange. He's usually really cheerful when he sees me.

"How are you?" I smiled.

"I'm fine.. how are you..?"

"I'm good now that I know you're okay."

"Oh.. okay.."

"Are you alright, Will?"

"How do you know me?" He muttered, "And .. wh- who are you?"

The room grew dark and empty. I started to feel a sharp pain in my chest.

"Will.. don't you remember me?" I gritted my teeth so that I wouldn't cry.

"No," He shook his head, "I really don't know who you are."

"Oh.." I faced the ground, backing away from him.

A man walked in with similar features and hair like Will.

"Hello," He greeted me with a friendly smile.

I brought my hand up to my mouth to try and stop the tears. I've never felt this sort of pain in my heart before. I speed walked pass the man but Will's words stopped me,

"Don't come back. I don't know you.. and I wouldn't want to either."

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Will's POV

Dad stared at me with a disappointed look and walked back out. Grandfather Jack entered again with a smile,

"Good job, son."

I shook my head and let the tears down, "I just hurt her.."

"It's fine, she'll get over it."

"No, grandpa. The last thing I'd ever want to do is hurt her."

"Don't worry about it, William. You're better off without her and her stupid homosexual twats," He said with a disgusted look and sat down on the couch.

I lied back down on my pillow and turned to the side so he wouldn't see me. I closed my eyes and cried as I said to myself,

"I know you, Ani. I know you better than anyone. I'm so lucky to know you.. I'm sorry.., Ani. I love you."