Beat Still

Chapter 15: Beat Still

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*Marcel's Pov*

"Lou this is beautiful..." I breathed. I stood amazed inside the lower deck of the boat...the bedroom. Almost every inch of the room was covered in flowers and candles were lit giving the room a soft glow.

"Come on." He grabbed my hand gently and led me up the stairs to the top deck.

I gasped as the dining area came into view. It was out of a dream. No actually, I mean that quite literally, I have dreamt of my first date being this exactly right down to the decorations.

The table already set for two sat beautifully in the middle of the deck. Soft music played in the distance. I looked out onto the lake which reflected the stars perfectly. Suddenly Lou pulled me over to the table. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down slowly. I was still overwhelmed.

"Hold on one sec." He put a finger up and ran back downstairs. What the dolly was that all about? Oh what does it matter, this is perfect! I am literally convulsing from how well this is going and I have not even eaten yet.

Louis ran back up the stairs very obviously carrying a guitar behind his back. Is he going to sing to me again?

"Lou...You sang to me already you do-do not have to-" He cut me off with a finger to my lips.

"Yes but I had help writing the last song. Someone helped me figure out my feelings and put it into a song for you. Now I just want to sing from the heart. No written lyrics, just how I feel. And whatever comes out...well at least you'll know how I truly feel. Kay?" I could only nod my head in response.

He started strumming his guitar. I could tell he really did not write anything by the look on his face. He really did not know how to begin...

"I've tried playing it cool

But when I'm looking at you

I can't ever be brave

'Cause you make my heart race

Shot me out of the sky

You're my kryptonite

You keep making me weak

Yeah, frozen and can't breathe

Something's gotta give now

'Cause I'm dying just to make you see

That I need you here with me now

'Cause you've got that one thing...

So get out, get out, get out of my head

And fall into my arms instead

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

But I need that one thing

And you've got that one thing

Now I'm climbing the walls

But you don't notice at all

That I'm going out of my mind

All day and all night

Something's gotta give now

'Cause I'm dying just to know your name

And I need you here with me now

'Cause you've got that one thing

So get out, get out, get out of my head

And fall into my arms instead

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

But I need that one thing

And you've got that one thing..."

Lou finished off the song and stared at me blankly. I gave him the same look. I did not know how to respond. He sung from the heart and obviously meant every word. He sung everything I've always wanted to hear...so why do I feel so conflicted?

"Well?" Lou asked while setting down his guitar. When I still did not answer he grabbed my hand," I meant every word Marcy Bear."

He looked deep into my eyes as I searched for the right words to say.

"It was beautiful Lou Bear, thank you so much." I whispered and wrapped my arms around his neck. Tears threatened to leave my eyes as he held my waist tightly, but I did not let them.

No time for tears right now Marcel!

Why am I crying anyway?

Uhm take your pick: For one, that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for you. Two, you feel bad for Lou because you know you cannot fully return his feelings right now. Or how about option number three, you are scared Marcel. Because despite option number two, you and I both know you love him too.

Wow uhm okay voice inside my head, thank you for your insight. Lou's hand waving in front of my face broke me out of my trance.

"Marcel, can I...ki-kiss you?"

Why was he so nervous? We have kissed before...I could see his lips inching towards mine. I'll get back to you later voice in my head.

That's right Marcel, go get your man!

Lou pressed his lips to mine gently and pulled me into him. He wrapped his arms around my waist while I caressed his back. The kiss soon became more heated as Louis placed harsh kisses on my neck.

I moaned and lightly scratched his back. I could feel Louis pull me towards the stairs and he moved his lips back to mine. His breathing was ragged and his kisses had become rough.

"What about dinner?" I mumbled into his lips. He looked over my shoulder at the covered platters.

"We'll eat it for breakfast." His voice was deeper and raspy. He looked at me with desire as he pulled me down the stairs.

He pushed me onto the bed and began to strip off his clothes. I just watched in awe. My eyes wandered from his toned chest, to his abs, to his...well you know.

He chuckled at my awkwardness, and climbed on top of me. He helped me slip out of my tight pants and pulled off my sweater and beanie. He ran his hands through my hair.

"I always loved your curls Marcy. I never understood why you and Harry wear you hair straight..." I blushed slightly as he continued to play with my hair.

He started kissing my neck again, sucking and biting until he finally found the spot he had been looking for. I moaned in pleasure as he bit it slightly. He started to grind his hips with mine as he sucked on my sweet spot.

"I've missed this so much Marcy." He mumbled into my neck.

"Lou, I thi-think I lo-love...I think I lo-" He cut me off with a long, passionate kiss.

"I love you too Marcy."