Marcel's POV:
Fuck my life. Fuck it into the ground.
Why is he here?
Did he even notice who I was?
Course' not. I was invisible to his eyes before, and now he'll probably want me to fuck off since I came off as a bitch to him. Not my fault. It's just one of my sudden outburst's I have all the time. Well, these outburst's used to be held in. But now, they're just a never ending spill from my mouth I can't contain.
Louis and Ed had left at 2:00PM. They thought I was still sleeping and called me 'lazy ass.'
Why the fuck wouldn't I sleep? I don't have classes until 8:00PM. And they end at 1:00AM. Yeah, it's really late, but I have that advantage since I'm actually really smart, not to brag or anything. There's only 3 other kids at this University who have all but one of the same classes as I do. It's like a little class of 4.
But fuck those other kids, they hate me and I hate them. Assholes. When I came through the door they stared at me and laughed, saying things like "What's that pathetic human doing here with his IQ of 100?" Yeah, that's their way of trying to offend me. Funny thing is I have an IQ of 180. So fuck them. They are all lower then me and they practically got on their knees and said how sorry they were. 2 girl's and 1 boy, fucking shits, thinking they're better then everyone. My other class, which I take by myself is my singing class. Yep, singer right here. But IQ doesn't matter to me, I dream of being a singer, not sitting in a fucking office typing away my life.
And after my 1:00AM classes, I either go out or study. Mostly study, even though I'm not supposed to, that's what my 'friends' say. They don't even know I take high level classes, they just think I skip all the time. I've never skipped once, because it's just fucking stupid and pointless.
It's 5:00PM. I have 3 more hours. I'm sitting on the computer chair in front of the desk, my ears are covered by the sound of Royals, by Lorde. I have my music on the highest it will go through my ear buds. I have a Starbucks 'frappe' I bought earlier, sitting by my closed books that I'm planning on reading right after I finish the one I'm reading. I have my glasses on and my hair is styled in a quiff kind of. And I'm wearing my favorite red sweater and black sweatpants. This is how I'm going to class, all I have to do when the time comes is slip on my boots.
"I loved him, that's all I have to say, Zayn." Evelyn said, her cheeks stained with dried tears. "But if I have to let you pleasure yourself with my body, then I will, for him, just please let him go." She said removing the light blue robe away from her body, revealing her creamy pale skin. "I will, love." The vampire replied gently cupping her face in his hands, kissing her neck and smirking at the sounds of pleasure escaping her mouth.
I'm blushing, what the fuck. This story is just perfect, and I've been waiting for her to give him what he wants, I want her to leave the mortal. And go for the vampire. I'm covering my hand with my sweater paws and my cheeks feel red as I continue reading. I'm in my own little world, and I wish I could stay here forever.
Louis POV:
I gently open the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Chances are my roommate who is claimed to be called 'Harry' according to his suitcase, might be sleeping and God knows I don't want to be stuck talking to him.
But what I saw was the opposite of some douche sleeping. It was 'Harry' at the computer, but he wasn't on the computer, he was reading a book. Next to a stack of bigger books. He was squealing, and it was actually really adorable. I could see from the side that his cheeks were red and he was hiding his smile. Now believe me, I'm not just some guy who sees things and thanks how cute or adorable they are, but this, this was a pretty sight.
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Autumn Leaves
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson meets Harry Styles at University, who happened to be Marcel Styles in High school. Marcel used to have a major crush on Louis, and Louis might have developed one on the first time he laid his eyes on 'Harry.'