Zerrie

chapter 8

Marcel's POV

Why won't they believe me? I'm really Marcel! It's too late now anyway. No one would save me accept for Harry. I sit down on my bed and tear up. No one knows me or likes me. "Yes, Marcel Styles. I would like to bail him out." It sounds like Bianca's voice. It is. She came to the rescue. "Okay Harry styles. Get out before I change my mind." The guard says.I give Bianca a hug. She's my hero. "Why are you in your brother's stupid clothes?" Bianca asks, giggling. "Well, thought I would be more noticed." I say. "Well, you were. By the police." Bianca laughs. I laugh too. She walk me home. While we're walking, I try to build up the courage to ask Bianca out. I try. but, it's not working. "So, had any homework?" Bianca asks. I shake my head completely speechless because we're actually having a conversation. "Uh, my parents aren't home for the week. My brother isn't either." I say, worrying about myself. "Don't worry, you could stay with us." Bianca says, with a smile. We're finally home and right before we get in, I finally have to ask her. "Bianca? Can I ask you something?" I gulp. "Sure. Shoot it at me." She says, all cooly. "C-C-Can you, uh, go, um, out w-with, me???" I say, so shyly. "Um, Marcel?" Bianca says. "YES? YES?" I say, nervously. I'm so nervous for what she says. Will she reject me? I hope she doesn't. There's a long pause and she's finally about to say her answer. PLEASE SAY YES.I think she said it. She did. I didn't really focus so I told her to say it again. I'm shocked.