The Liar [Marcel Fanfic]

Chapter Three

Marcel's POV

"So here's the deal, You come with me to prom, and I, will hereby stop bullying Marcel Styles."

Is she really going to say yes? I can't protest, Jericho pushed me to a chair with a sharp metal stuck out of it, my back hit it, and now my back's bleeding like mad.

"I'll... I'll do it..." She mumbled.

"Yes! One point for Jericho, -100000 for Marcel." Jericho smirked, kicking me on the sides.

"You promised not to bully him!" She cried,

"Well, promises are made to be broken, babe." He said.

Everything started to go blurry.

"Marcel! Marcel are you okay?"

I wanted to reply, but I couldn't. Everything just went black.

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I woke up in an unfamiliar room, and it was clearly dull. I looked around and saw Claire asleep, on a chair right beside me.

"Claire?" I mumbled, trying to reach for her. But I whimpered. There was a long line connected to my hand and to a plastic thing.. With blood...

I looked at Claire, and to her hand, I saw a bandage on her hand...

Did she just... Donate blood to me?....

"Marcel?" She softly called.

I looked at her beautiful blue eyes and smiled. "Hey." I said.

"I should call the nurse." She said, pressing the red button.

A nurse suddenly came in. Well, that was fast.

"What seems to be the-- Oh Mr. Styles is awake." She said in a monotone voice.

"So what happened to me?" I asked, quite curious.

Claire bit her lip like she was trying to hold back a tear.

"Well, your kidney, it kind of got damaged, because the metal that was inside you was in the kidney. So sadly you're left kidney isn't working anymore." The nurse said, again, with a monotone voice.

"So what am I not allowed to do?" I asked.

"You don't have to be restricted with anything." Claire said. "I kind of donated my blood, and, had a kidney transplant. So I'm gonna be the one who'll be restricted."

She gave her kidney to me? Why would she do that?

"I'll be going to get Mr. Styles' breakfast, I'll be back." The nurse said and left.

Now it was only me and Claire.. And my malfunctioned kidney in Claire's body.

"... Why...?" Was all I could say.

"It's because I love you Marcel." She said

She loves me... She said she loves me....

I started tearing up. "You never needed to do that..." I mumbled in between sniffs.

"Come here ya little nerd." She laughed, trying to cover up her tears. I smirked and She came closer to hug me, since I can't get up.

"You love me... As a friend... Right?" I asked.

She sighed and pulled away. "If that's how you want it to be, then, okay..." She mumbled.

I've been thinking, I know the chair has metal stuck out of it, but how did it come to my kidney? I mean it's just a small metal.

"You know you always did remind me of Harry Styles, you know coz you have same features, and your last name..." She said.

I gulped.

She must not know.

"Yah such a coincidence." I said, trying to keep up a smile.

"I'm really lucky to have you as a friend..." She said.

"I'm luckier to have you." I said.

'You know I'll be, your life, your voice, your reason to be, my love, my heart, is breathing for this, moment, in time, I'll find the words to say, before you leave me today.'

"Uhh, that's my phone, mind if I take this?" She asked.

"No, it's okay.."

"Thanks." She said, "Hey mom, what? Oh I forgot..." She mumbled, looking at me sadly. "I'll be there." She said and hung up. "It was my mom... I... We're... Leaving for... America... After graduation... So I'm gonna start packing today.. I'm so sorry Marcel, I really need to go.."

"Nah it's okay..." I mumbled. "Care to know where my phone is?" I asked.

"Oh, um, right..." She said, taking something from her pocket. "Here you go..." She said, handing me my phone. "I... Kind of read your notes... I love your poems.. Okay bye." I said.

I blushed as she walked away, dang it, she read my poems... And they were secretly about her.

Should I give you an example?

'The summer breeze blows

And her hair just glows

Everybody knows

She's as beautiful as a rose.'

I know, lame right? But hey, I was bored and all I wanted to do-well, all I CAN do is write, write, and write.

'Hi! This is Harry, and here's Gemma, 'Hey!' We're the Styles fami-'

I laughed, oh such memories, it was one of the rare times that Gemma and I get to actually meet. It was either the tours or the fact that I'm in London and they're in Chesire.

"Halo?" I said.

"Oh hey sweetie it's mum. How are ya?"

"I'm kind of in a hospital now muh"

"Sweetie what happened?" Her voice filled with curiosity now.

"Well... I kind of... Got bullied.. Yah..."

She sighed, "It's Jericho again is it."

"Yeh.. This time it was kind of worse..." I trailed off.

"Go on..."

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A/N

Hello!

Just doing an author's note to @yeaimgee if ever she is reading this,

PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE!!!

Bye.

-Dhenyze is kind of alone in school waiting for my dad. 😩