When nerd becomes bad boy. (Harry/Marcel Dark)

Chapter 12

*Marcels p.o.v*

"MARCEL!!!" The crowd was silent, Camerons shreik was all I heard. I couldnt let her see me like this, I am not weak, im strong. I will not let this scum bag walk away.............Alive.

I stood up, standing only about 7 feet away from him. I looked into his dark eyes, and saw nothing but hatrid towards me.

"This.Ends.Now." I spit at him. He squints his eyes at me, pissed that I had the nerve to stand up.

"YOU STOLE CAMERON FROM ME!" He shouts running at me.

I dodge, as he runs past.

I look to where Cameron was sitting, her expression.................................Amazed.

I swerve around, watching Andrews every move.

"Is this all about Cameron? Cameron cant help it if she falls for me. At least I can protect her." I laugh.

"UGH. IM SICK OF YOU!!" Once again, Andrew comes running at me and missing.

An idea sparks in my mind. This was going to be fun.

"Cameron would never love you, your pathetic."

"STOP IT!"

"Why? YOU KNOW ITS TRUE!!"

"NO!"

I sprint and punch him straight in the face, I caught him off guard. He feel to the ground, mouth and nose bleeding.

I bend down, close to his bleeding face and look at him. Right in the middle of the eyes,

"No one, mess's with Mr.Styles and his girlfriend."

I stand up and the crowd was on their feet clapping, I throw my hands up in victory, proud that I won. I walk back over to my corner where Cameron and my coach were standing. Cameron was jumping with joy. I hop out of the ring and over to Cameron. She ran to me and into my arms.

"YOUR OKAY!" She sighs in relief.

"Thanks to you!"

"What did I do?" She asks, looking at me.

"I heard your angalic voice, thats what kept me alive!"

She kisses me softly, grateful I was alive.

*Camerons p.o.v*

OH MY GOD HES OKAY!! I thought he was gone. After the match, Marcel asked if I wanted to stay at his house, I wasnt sure....But I said yes anyway.

Once we got to the parking lot, I checked my phone for the first time today. 4 missed calls from my Mum, weird. I called her back to see what she wanted.

"Hello?"

"Hay mum, what did you want?"

"MISS CAMERON CARTER! Where have you been? Come home at once!"

"Why do you care? Did someone finally tell you I left the house?"

Oh my god, did I just say that to my mum? It felt good to say this, ive been holding it on for so long.

"Cameron, how dare youi say that to me? Come home. Now."

"Who cares, and no. Im going to Marcels tonight! Bye."

I hung up and smiled. I was proud of myself, maybe Marcel was rubbing off on me a bit.

"Babe? You okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah......I am. Lets go!" I shout excitedly.

"Great, I got a ride for us."

"Wait, I thought you couldnt drive properly. But you just had a boxing match?"

"I could of drived, I just prefered to walk with you instead." He laughs cuteily.

He shouts out to a guy about our age.

"ZAYN!!"

A man with dark hair and brown eyes turns around. He smiles and hops in his car, then drives over to us.

He winds down his window and cheekily grins at me.

"Hay there beautiful." He greets me.

"Zayn, I just won a boxing match. She mines. Do you really wanna be in that ring with me?"

"Man, I was just kidding. Hop in the back you two."

We do as he says, Marcel goes in first, followed by me. 3 others were in the car.

"Guys, this is Cameron. Cameron meet Liam, Louis, and Niall." Marcel points to each boy as he says their name.

"Uhmm Hi, nice to meet you."

"No no no, nice to meet you." Niall says, taking my hand in his and kissing it softly.

"Ah....." I move closer to Marcel, feeling a bit uncomfortable. He could obviously tell because he waked Niall up the side of the head playfully.

"Party at my house, wanna come?" Liam inquires.

"Sure!" I yell.

"Ah yeah, sounds cool." Marcel adds.

Zayn speeds off, this is the most fun i've ever had.

We arrive at the party, the music was so loud. This is my first itme at a party, since I never really was a 'cool kid.'

"LETS GO!" Liam shouted over the music.

We entered the complex and it was massive, outside pool and everything. He even had a flat screen tv.

"You guys go party, ill show Cameron around." Zayn says.

Marcel looked unsure but agreed. Why did he offer that? I barely know him. But I guess I had to make friends.

"Uhmm Hi again!" I speak to Zayn.

"Ill show you upstairs. Yeah? Where there is less people so we can actually hear eachother."

"Ah...Okay?"

He takes my hand, which was weird. But I accepted it. He lead me upstairs, then we cam to a hallway.

"Okay bathroom, basement, and spare bedroom."

He opens the door and leads me inside.

"Ah Zayn.....What are you do-"

He stops me from speaking by kissing me. My eyes go wide and I slap him.

"How dare you!" I shout at him.

"I know you want me, its not hard to tell."

He locks the door and forces me to the bed.

"NO! Gross. Your a sicko!"

"BED NOW."

After our arguement, Zayn ends up throwing me on the bed. He started to kiss and lick me, he was raping me. I tried to scream, but I was out of breath. This went on for about an hour until he finally got off. I was half naked and cold.

"You tell NO ONE about this, YOU HEAR ME!" I nod, frightened.

He looks at himself making sure he was suitable to leave. After his inspection he leaves without a word. I sat and cried.

What was I going to tell Marcel?

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THANKS FOR READING!!! I hope you enjoyed even though it was a bit smutty. I know Zayn wouldnt do this, but yeah. Leave comments and share please! Love you all!!xox