I Guess We Might Never Know (Marcel/Harry Styles)

Chapter 2

                                                                                            Chapter 2

 I woke up in an unknown room, it had light colors on its walls, and it had a small balcony which is where all the light came from. I got of the bed and found my way down stairs. I saw a tall guy with thick rim glasses, his eyes were green. “Marcel?” “Yes?” Before I could say anything he answered my question as if he read my mind.  “You fell asleep, so I thought I’d bring you over…” -I found it so cute when he talked with unfinished thoughts or when he was nervous, I found that damn cute-. Glasses, I don’t remember glasses.  “You look cute in glasses.” I saw him blush then I realized I had thought out loud. “Shit, did I just say that out loud?”  “Yes, love, you did.” He said laughing. “I’m sorry…” I said embarrassed. “No it’s okay; nobody has ever said that to me.”  I laughed quietly to myself. “Do you live here alone?”  “No parents are out of town for the weekend.” “So you did it without permission?”  “Yes. This might be rude, but like, can you help me clean? My parents come home tonight.”  He asked me in such nice way, and how could I say no, he let me spent the night. So I agreed to help him. “Are you hungry? Let’s have breakfast.”

 We had breakfast, so I went and helped him. After a while of cleaning, don’t want to toot my own horn but I think he has been staring at me.  “So…” I said trying to break the awkwardness.  “You’re a pop star…” “Yes that’s why I’ve been missing school for the past year, not that you’ve noticed.”  “Oh…” When he said that it made me feel bad for a reason. “No. Damn it. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’m sorry.” “No, you’re right, I’ve never noticed you much.” “So you’ve noticed me?” “Yeah, like I said back at the house, I think you’re cute.” I said that trying not to seem nervous.

 After a couple minutes we went to the pool area. “Are you okay?” He seemed ‘gloomy’. “It’s nothing you’d like to know…” I hate looking at people down; sometimes it makes me feel sad. “Come on you’re going to make me feel bad.” I shook his arm softly trying to convince him. “Okay I’ll tell you. Well…” “Tell me.” “Wait I get nervous.” “I noticed.” “You know you’ve never noticed me right? But I’ve noticed you.  And I really like you…” He suddenly grabbed my waist pulled me in softly and kissed me. “I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you, Katrina.” He pulled me and kissed me again.