Saving Him ≫ Harcel

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Marcel looked in the mirror putting the final touch on his smoothly gelled hair. Today was his first day of school and he was so nervous! He was an incoming Junior at SouthMount High school after an entire life of being homeschooled. He had to look perfect so people would like him. He's never really had problems with people not liking him before, but he's also never gone to school before. Up until now, Marcel's mother Megan homeschooled him. There weren't any problems with it, and she was educated enough to keep it going until he graduated, but she thought one friend wasn't enough, and he needed more of a social life, so she enrolled him. 

Marcel finished his hair, and satisfied with his appearance, left the bathroom to find the perfect first day outfit. He padded barefoot down the hall to his bedroom. He felt his house was too big, and the floors were too cold, to have to walk around in. Knowing he'd have to get up this early every morning made him miss homeschooling already. 

Marcel opened his closet and flopped down onto his bed to check out the contents. He's already chosen a few possible options the night before, but now they all just seem too played out. Checkered sweater vest and khakis. Button-up shirt and dress pants. None of it seemed to be working for him this morning. He decided to gather a second opinion from Louis, since nothing he owned was good enough at the moment, and Louis the diva was sure to be helpful. His heart fluttered at the very thought of the feather haired jokester.

Marcel and Louis have been dating for 3 and a half months now but they've known each other for years, and he was the love of his life. All day all Marcel would think of is Louis; from his blue eyes to his perfect round ass, every part of the sassy boy constantly clouded his mind. 

Laying out a few options, he took a photo and sent it to Lou, knowing that whatever he chose would be what Marcel wore today. 

The sun was starting to come up finally, but the room was still dark. Not wanting to wake his Mom up so early, he walked around his room quietly making sure everything was in order and all of his things were packed neatly in the backpack. This was unnecessary seeing as he sorted it all out the night before, but he was just too nervous to risk anything. He checked and double checked the notebooks and folders to make sure he had absolutely everything he could possibly need.

His phone buzzed from it's place on the bed, and Marcel practically threw himself to it to read the message. 

LouBear <3 6:15am: They're all nice, but what about that jean jacket I got you for your birthday?

Marcel shook his head. Louis always wanted him to wear that, but there was really no way. The jacket wasn't his style. 

Me 6:15am: Lou, this is really no time for jokes. I seriously need to know what to wear!

Chuckling, he rolled up off the bed and carelessly tossed his phone down on it, hanging up the outfit's he'd gotten out earlier. His mom had always taught him to keep clean, so picking everything up was just second nature to him. 

LouBear <3 6:17am: Fine. Wear the sweater vest with a black shirt underneath, but none of those khakis. Wear those skinny jeans I love. You know the ones. I'll be there in 30 minutes to pick you up. ;)

Marcel blushed at memories of makeouts between him and Lou. Grinding and ass grabbing always seeemed to happen when Marcel was wearing tighter clothes. His stomach seemed to erupt with butterflies and he grabbed the outfit Louis wanted. He would do almost anything to please the older lad, no matter how small the task. He just loved to see his boyfriend smile. 

Buttoning his vest and slipping on his glasses, he grabbed his backpack and headed downstairs for a quick breakfast. The day seemed to be going good so far! Marcel hummed as he poured himself a bowl of cereal and thumped down at the breakfast island stuffing his face. He was really quite excited for today. He knew all about high schools because Louis used to go to one, and he'd obviously looked them up to prepare himself for today. There were cliques, and cheerleaders, and jocks, and nerds, and band geeks, and theater kids, and so many other things that he didn't want to have to think about. A part of him knew that he'd probably be classified as a nerd the second he walked in the door, but he was only going to be there for the rest of Junior year, and as a Senior, so what other people thought didn't really bother him. 

Suddenly a pair of warm hands wrapped around Marcel's waist, interrupting his thoughts, and he could feel hot breath on his neck. 

"Good, Marcie?" A thick accented voice mumbled into his ear. 

"God Lou, you scared the living shit out of me!" Marcel laughed turning to face the gorgeous man he was glad to call his boyfriend. His bright blue eyes shined mischievously, and a small smirk played across his lips.

"I live for it." Louis whispered, leaning down slowly to gently place a kiss on Marcel.