Beat Still

Chapter 9: Beat Still

*Marcel's Pov*

"Oh, I am not looking forward to this at all." I muttered as I climbed into the passenger seat of Harry's black range rover. I hate these huge cars. Bad for the environment. I prefer my black mustang instead. Hey, it is the one that runs on canola oil, it's better!

Anyway, Harry and Louis were forcing me to go see Carrie with them. As in a scary movie. As in not my scene. I suggested a nice puzzle night instead, but they declined with a huge laugh to my face. I enjoy the novel, and I'm a huge movie buff, but I'm terrified.

"It'll be fun Marcy! Harry and I will be right next to you!" Lou called from the backseat. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear," I'll hold your hand if you want." That gave me shivers.

What is Louis trying to do? All week he's been flirting with me, touching me, winking at me...is he messing with me because he found out I'm gay? I don't know but I can't tell if I like it or not.

We pulled up to the movie theatre in what felt like record time. Harry had to literally peel me from my seat in the car. He gave me a reassuring squeeze, and we walked side by side into the theatre with Lou right on our heels.

"Marcy you get the tickets, Lou get the snacks, and I'll go get that dashing girl's number. Break!" He yelled clapping his hands like an american football coach.

Lou ran towards the candy counter, picking out countless snacks and sodas. I chuckled and shook my head at his childishness. He could be so cute sometimes.

"Three for Carrie please." I say politely to the girl behind the counter. She looked very familiar. She gave me a big smile and typed in the order on her computer.

"Make that four Marc." Harry smirked, walking over with said "dashing girl". God he works fast. My shoulders slumped the way they always do when I'm disappointed. So much for being there for me.

"Oh hey Eleanor." That's right, Eleanor. She was a cheerleader at my old school. Very pretty brunette, and totally sweet. She would be my type if she was a guy.

Harry waived at Eleanor as the 'dashing girl' jealously grabbed his other hand. No doubt he is going to be snogging this girl the whole movie. The girl waived back at Harry and went back to printing our tickets. I guess that just leaves Louis to comfort me.

Maybe he won't use the dark room and closeness of the seats to his advantage. Maybe, just maybe, he won't molest me while Harry is distracted.

Oh, who am I kidding, he's totally going to touch all over my body.

Louis walked over as Eleanor took my money. The thought of Louis holding my hand, putting an arm around me, sharing snacks, kissing my neck...basically anything that couples do in the movies both excites and scares me.

The pretty girl behind the counter gives Louis a bright smile, and a wink as she handed me the tickets. What was that about? I look back and forth between the two with my arms crossed. I couldn't help but be a little jealous.

"Hey Lou." She licked her lips and looked at him up and down. She's not very subtle is she?

"Uhm. Hey El." Lou said and looked at the ground. Harry, 'dashing girl', and I all stared confusedly at the two making awkward eye contact.

"Uhm, We'll find some seats. Come on Taylor." Harry pulled the girl into the theatre.

At least now I know dashing girl's name. Louis broke eye contact with Eleanor and handed me my favorite candy, twizzlers, and an Arizona green tea. He knows me so well. He then gives me a devilish grin and turns back to Eleanor.

"Ellll, Have you met Marcel?" The girl looked my way before quickly turning back to Lou.

"Duh! We were lab partners like last year." Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that. Great memory on this one.

"Yeah...We're dating." He said and grabbed my hand tightly. Eleanor looked like she had been punched in the stomach...and so did I.

"Louis, what the h-" I started and he cut me off by putting his hand over my mouth.

"Come on honey, let's go find our seats. Bye El!" The girl waved faintly as we walked into the theatre, still holding hands.

"So, why the lie?" I whispered when he finally took his hand off my mouth.

"First of all, if it were up to me it wouldn't be a lie. And second, she's like totally in love with me. I needed to get her off my back.." It's a good thing it is dark in here because I'm pretty sure my face is the color of a tomato. Lou just shrugs as if he told me what he ate for dinner last night, and not that he wants to date me.

We finally find Harry and Taylor in the second to last row. Like I thought, they were kissing passionately. When Harry has an actual girlfriend, he will be the most romantic, best boyfriend ever....but when its just some random girl he's horny for (like in this case) it's a totally different story.

Lou and I slip into the very last row behind them and start watching the previews.

"Twizzler?" I offer. Lou opens his mouth in reply. He wanted me to feed it to him. I quickly shove the candy in his mouth and turn back to the screen.

I can hear him laughing at my awkwardness, but I don't care. I do not want him to think we are actually dating. Even if that means choking him with a twizzler.

He finished laughing/choking and leaned over to my ear,"You know Marcy, I would rather choke on something else of yours."

It was my turn to choke. On tea! I spit out my drink and coughed. He just tapped my back and laughed. He leaned back in his seat with a victorious look on his face and chomped on his popcorn.

"Its starting!" He shouted as the lights turned completely off. I was a little mad at him for his dirty comment, but I really wanted to hold his hand as creepy music started playing.

"Hey, wanna hold my hand?" I swear he knows me almost as well as Harry. I took his outstretched hand tightly and nervously sucked on a twizzler.

"Sexy." I heard Louis mutter under his breath. My face turned red, but luckily he didn't notice.

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It's about 50 minutes in, and I think I'm okay. I only screamed a few times, and at one point I almost ran out the theatre, but Lou held me.

Louis hasn't tried anything during the whole movie. I must say, I am a little disappointed...maybe even offended. I finish off my green tea and pouted at him. Obviously he doesn't notice because it's dark, but still. I'm in a pouty mood.

I start tracing my fingers on his arm up to his chest and back down to his stomach. I can faintly see him look at me with wide eyes. I give him a quick smile before returning my gaze to his stomach. Focusing on every inch of him.

I don't even know what I'm doing or why, but I feel my fingers move down lower as they start tracing his thigh. They traced circles on one thigh, then the other. I could feel Louis tense up as I continued to rub him. Man, if I said I wanted attention before, I was surely going to get now!

I could hear Louis moan as I my fingers lightly scratched his member. Louis' blue eyes looked deep into mine as his face inched closer and closer to me.

"AHHHHHHHH!" A loud screech broke us both out of our trance.