Marcel’s POV
Liam and Niall were stocked for a moment. Confused...
I planned to tell them my situation since they heard Louis and I talking about what happened last week with Zayn and Maggie. Louis said it would be better for me to tell the boys about who I really am to avoid more conflicts between them whenever they caught us talking privately. I felt much relieved about it, though. The lads seem to understand my situation and promised not to tell anyone about it.
I chose to retain my disguise as long as it takes. I don’t want to create confusion and exhilaration in the school once they knew that I’m the famous band leader slash vocalist of White Eskimos. And also for Maggie... I haven’t figured out yet how should I or what would I probably do once I admit to her that I’m not just Marcel. That I am someone she doubly knows. Someone she never expected me to be. Especially now that we’re on a very good state of our friendship.
I don’t want to ruin what we have once she finds out everything about me. She was there. All the time. Whether I need her or not, she’s always there for me. It’s just been a week but I felt like I’ve known her forever. She tells me things about her, secrets, disappointments or even things I shouldn’t have probably even known. I’ve never had attached to a girl like this before. She’s amazingly special. And I now barely know how much I wanted not to lose her.
“You should be more careful now, Mars. I mean, Harry...” Liam grasped.
“What should we call you now, anyway?” Niall asked. “Should it be Marcel, Harry, or... Boobear?”
“Harry would be better. Louis won’t probably allow you to call me Boobear too,” I grimaced.
“Of course I won’t. But you can call him Hazza,” Louis grinned. “I’ll just get some more fries in the kitchen.”
“I’ll come with you babe! I want some hotdogs too, with bacon, cheese, mustard... and... potatoes!” Niall yelped. “What about mayo?” Louis teased as they both ran downstairs.
“You like her don’t you?” Liam asked out of nowhere.
“What? Who?”
He rolled his eyes, “Maggie of course. You won’t risk your privacy like that for someone you’ve just known for seven days, right?”
“Uh, no. I don’t think so?” I shrugged.
“Denial...” he smirked and followed Niall and Louis.
Maggie’s POV
It’s been a week since the semester has started. I and Marcel were becoming great friends more and more each day. I always stick with him every time... Which is not a bad thing, I guess?
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HARCEL
FanficAll nineteen year-old Harry Styles wanted was a private steady life in spite of his career being the lead vocalist in his own band White Eskimos. That's exactly what he got before his father pressed him to continue his college studies. But because o...
