Who Knew [Larcel/Loucel/Larry Stylinson] [ Marcel ] [ Louis Tomlinson ]

Sorry's & Songs

-Marcel-



Louis got to my place a little while later.

He seemed confused which I guess makes sense.

I also understand why he looks hurt.

"Sooo, Louis..." I began, dragging out the 'so'.

"Look, if you're breaking up with me or something, just let me leave without hearing it." He told me, his head hanging down.

"Uh, what? I'm not breaking up with you."
His raised his head, and looked pointedly at me.
"Well if you were, it would explain a lot."

"Well is that what you want?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"No, course' not. I just want to know what's been up with you. You never let me touch you anymore and you barely even look at me."
I felt bad, but he's got wrong.

"Louis, people from school know who I am, they found out who I was before changing. Not that we were even trying to hide it, but some of your, y'know, meaner friends said some shit to me."
I said, taking a breath once I was done.

"Who said what?" He demanded, even growling a bit, which surprised me.

"Louis look, it's fine, really. It just got to me for a couple days, but I've sorted myself out. I can deal with it." I tried reassuring him, but I wasn't sure it worked.

"But you shouldn't have to deal! It shouldn't matter what you looked like before!" By now Louis' face was red, and it was kind of hot.

I inwardly cursed myself, now isn't the time to be thinking like that.

Louis sighed and looked at me with a frown
"I'll let it go for now, okay? Only because that's what you want." He said, and I nodded.

I was fairly sure that it would end up happening again, but I can worry about that later.

It's still hard to believe that Louis is even with me, but I had gotten comfortable around him rather quickly.

A song that always reminded me of us was Ever After by Marianas Trench, it just makes sense.

I doubt Louis has ever even heard of that band, let alone that song.

"So anyway, what're you thinking about?" Louis questioned, so I must've spaced out.

I shrugged at him, but he had a pressing expression, so he probably wouldn't let up.

"Just about a song that fits us. Like how couples have 'their song', and stuff."

"Yeah? Which song?" He asked me, and I knew he would want me to play it.

It seemed really cliché, which Louis isn't, but I secretly love little things like that.

I sighed and play-glared at him while reaching for my phone, since I've already had it downloaded.

I clicked on it and waited for it to load, and leaned back into the couch.

It started to play, and I smiled to myself, because it's one of my favourites.


"Once upon a time
I used to romanticize
Used to be somebody, never mind
Don't miss it that much now
I think it's sinking in
Days that I wonder where I've been
In picture perfect porcelain
But I won't lose a pound

You say I would make a better liar
And never face the music when it's dire
And I breathe disaster, ever after
Don't pull away from me now

Don't you move
Can't you stay where you are, just for now
I could be your perfect disaster
You could be my ever after
You could be my ever after, after all
I could be your perfect disaster
You could be my ever after."

I stopped it there, because that's the part that reminds me of Louis and I.

"So, yeah. That's not the whole song, because it's pretty long, and it's one of my favourites." I explained to him.

He just gave me a wide smile, showing his teeth, which makes my stomach flutter.

"It's a really good song, reminds me of us, too. I don't really do clichés, but this is our song." He winked at me, and I rolled my eyes at his childish behavior.

He leaned over and kissed me softly, and I deepened it.

"I really... Missed.. This." I managed to get out between kisses.

"Yeah, but that's your fault cupcake." He told me, and I frowned at the nickname.

"Cupcake? You sure you don't do clichés, Lou Lou?"

"Yup, completely sure, and Lou Lou? Well at least we know that you do clichés. How do I put up with you?" He asked jokingly, and kissed my nose before pulling back and sitting into his seat again.

"Pft, as if." I scoffed at him, and stuck my tongue out.

He swiped his finger against the tip of my tongue and then wiped it on my nose.

I cringed and glared at him, but he just smiled with an innocent look on him.

"I hate you sometimes." I said, but we both knew I didn't mean it.

"No you don't." He retorted, looking smug.

"Okay fine, you menace." I said, and pushed him off the couch so I could reach over and get the blanket that was on the other side of him.

"Who's the menace now?" He asked me, and crawled into my lap, with his face in front of mine.

"Still you."




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I hope that's a bit longer. I also threw in that Marianas Trench song. MTrench has actually been my favourite band ever since '08 :) Josh and Matt <33
The song in it is also one of my favourites by them. If you haven't heard it, you really need to. They're amazing


So as always, best comment gets dedication next chapter.

This one is dedicated to @IAmLarrysPussehCat cuz shes amazing and she made a flowerchild story because of mine and wow i love her. Go read her stuff an follow her pleaseeeee



-Dee