Marcel was Harry's twin brother. He's not the most popular with people, unlike Harry. One day, while he and Louis were walking down the hall in school. They saw Marcel getting pushed about again and it made Harry's blood boil. "That's it!" Harry said and headed towards the crowed. "MOVE!" He yelled. Everyone flinched and moved out the way. "I'M GETTING SICK OF SEEING BRUISES ON HIM! IF ANY OF YOU TOUCH HIM AGAIN OR EVEN LOOK AT HIM THE WRONG WAY! I WILL HURT YOU!" Harry yelled and everyone ran. "Are you ok, Marcel?" Harry asked with a raspy voice because of all the yelling. Louis kneeled down beside him as well. "I'm fine, thank you Harry." Marcel said softly. "How long has this been going on?" Harry asked. "A while. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was scared that they were going to hurt me even worse." Marcel explained and Harry shook his head. "Come with me." Harry said and helped him up, along with Louis. They headed to the head teachers office. "Sir?" He asked. "Ah, Mr Styles what can I do for you?" "I want to get things sorted! Marcel literally got beating till he looked like a plum! You need to do something or I will!" Harry said. "Harry, I can't do anything until I see it myself." The head explained. "ARE YOU HAVING A LAUGH!?" Harry yelled. "There's nothing-" "BULL! I'M SCARED TO WALK OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE BECAUSE I'M SCARED I'M GOING TO GET JUMPED! IF YOU DON'T HELP ME I'M NOT COMING HERE ANYMORE!" Marcel yelled and Harry and Louis went wide eyed. He's never yelled like that. "I'm sorry-" "I'm sorry that you wasted my time." Marcel said and walked out. Harry and Louis close behind. "Where the hell did that come from?" Louis asked. "Don't know. Bottle up anger?" "Bottle up rage." Harry corrected. "Well, I'm not coming back here." Marcel said heading towards the door. Harry and Louis close behind. "Same." They said and walked out.
