Protector -Dark Larry Stylinson/Marcel Fanfiction-

Chapter Thirty-One

Marcel's P.O.V

The doorbell rang out and I jumped up from my bed. "Mum! Louis and Jay are here!" I shouted, dashing down the stairs and to the front door. I heard her yell 'okay' before I answered the door. I smiled at Louis but frowned internally that he wasn't wearing anything Christmas-y. "Hi." I said shortly, causing him to shake his head and laugh. "Let us in, babe. It's bloody freezing out here!" He said, walking in with his mother behind him.

"Jay, my mum and my step-dad are in the kitchen." I stated, her walking away immediately. I chuckled as Louis wrapped his arms around my neck. "How do you like your tattoo so far?" He asked. I gave him a dimpled smile. "I love it!" He smiled and gave me a quick kiss to my lips. "But why are you wearing anything colorful? It's Christmas Eve!" I exclaimed to him. He shrugged. "I haven't worn anything really colorful since..." He trailed off as I got what he was meaing. 

"Well, can you wear something like that just for today?" I pleaded. He sighed and was about the shake his head. I pouted my lip out and he giggled. "Fine." He said, giving me an open-mouthed kiss. I looked back up at the stairs as he pulled away from my lips. "Let's go to my room." 

He nodded and took my hand as we both started walking up the stairs and into my bedroom. Once we got there, I closed the door quietly and pushed Louis up against it. He smirked. "And what do you think you're doing?" He said seductively. 

I pressed my front against his and smirked. "Nothing." I said, moving my hips against his. Louis gasped and put his hands on my shoulders. I stopped my movements quickly and pulled away. 

"Hey! You fucking tease!" He yelled, running up and tackling me onto my bed. He crawled on top of me and started tickling my sides. "No! Louis!" I shouted as I started laughing. He finally stopped and put his lips against mine. I giggled against his lips as we moved them softly together.

I heard the door open and we pulled away to see Robin in the doorway. He looked rather annoyed and I was getting scared. "Uh, Louis? You're mum wants you downstairs for something." Louis nodded and awkwardly got off of me and headed out of the room. Robin, however, stayed behind. He closed the door quietly and looked at me with anger.

"What in the hell are you doing?!" He whispered-shouted. I slowly stood up and bowed my head. "I-I'm not doing anything..."

He scoffed, "What have I told you about being a fag?" I looked at him, rage soon taking over me. "Don't call me that." I growled. He rolled his eyes. "Why not? It's what you are." 

I shook my head. "No! Don't fucking ever call me that!" I yelled out, getting closer to him. "Hey! Don't curse at me!" He yelled, raising his hand and slapping me across the face. I looked at him, my cheek stinging and my eyes stinging from the tears that started to fill them.

Robin gave me a smirk. "I suggest you not be with Louis unless you want to keep staying in my house." I wiped a few tears away and shot back, "It's not your house! And you know what? Fine! I will get out. I'm sick of you anyways!" I took off my glasses and ran out of the room, locking myself quietly in the bathroom. I breathed in heavily, trying to calm myself. I wiped what was left of tears off my face and put my glasses back on so it didn't look like I was crying. I couldn't take away the red spot that will most likely bruise from the hit.  I fixed my gelled hair and opened the bathroom door only to be faced by Robin again.

"You will never tell your mother about what happened, I will make sure your punishment is worse." He threatened me. I gave him a glare and pushed past him and down the stairs. I made my way to the kitchen and was met by three other stares.

"Babe, what happened to your face?" Louis asked worriedly. I shook my head and took a seat by him, seeing that the food was prepared and ready to eat. Robin came back down and smiled brightly at everyone. Louis leaned up and whispered into my ear, "What happened? And why is your face red." I kissed his cheek, making sure Robin was watching and smiled. "Nothing." He gave me a skeptical look as we started eating. 

Louis grabbed my hand while everyone was eating desert. I smiled at him as he kissed my bruising cheek. Robin looked up and put down his fork. "So Louis, why don't you have a pretty girl on your arm?" Robin asked. Everyone stopped and looked at Robin in confusion. 

"Uh... because I'm not into girls and I'm really happy that I'm with Marcel..." Louis said uncomfortable under Robin's hard gaze. "Well, every boy should have a girl and every girl should have a boy." Louis rolled his eyes and wiped his mouth with his napkin. 

"That's your opinion, but I would think you would be happy for your son."

"He isn't my son." Robin scoffed, taking a bite of his cake. I shrunk back in my seat just like Jay and my mum. "Fine, your step-son." Robin sat up in his chair and glared at Louis. "No. He won't be anything to me if he's with a man." 

Louis' eyes widened as my mum told Robin to stop. "Why should I stop?! It's wrong and disgusting!" Louis clenched his hand tighter around mine. "You should really stop saying that." 

Robin rolled his eyes and stood up. "Why should I? It's true. Both of you are disgusting! Sins to this Earth!" Jay dropped her jaw in shock at what Robin said and so did my mum. "You know what?! Maybe this is why Marcel thinks bad things about him! Not just because he's constantly called horrible names and hit and kicked and thrown down like a piece of shit that he isn't! Go fuck yourself!" Louis yelled loudly.

"Louis, I think it's time to go." Jay said quietly. Louis stood up, knocking his chair over in the process and kissing my lips quickly. "I'll see you later." He mumbled. Jay and Louis walked out of the house as I ran up the stairs and slammed my door shut. I quickly found a suitcase and started throwing random things in it.

I got the pair of skinny jeans, my cackis, sweater vests, and shirts before zipping it up and slowly walking out of my room with tears streaming down my face. I reached the door, only to be stopped by my mother's voice. 

"Marcel." I snapped my head to her. "What?" 

"I-I'm... I'm sorry. I love you, okay? Just remember that." More tears came down my face. "Of course you're sorry. I'm sorry for being the son that you never wanted! I'm sorry for making your loving husband mad! I'm sorry too." I yelled, opening the door and walking out, slamming it. 

I could feel the light snow hitting my face as I started walking, having no car with me. I let out a wrecked sob as I continued walking towards Louis house. Why did I have to be the fucked up one? Why did I make everyone around me hate me? 

My mum never stopped my from leaving. Robin made Louis get mad. I've caused all of that. I've caused my mum to stick by her husband that she's only been married to for seven months. I made Louis get mad at Robin. It's all my fault. Maybe I am the fuck up. Maybe I should stop waisting everyone's time and just end it. End everything. End my life.

I wiped more and more tears off of my face and by the time I reached Louis' flat, I was sobbing. I shakily knocked on his door three times, only for it to be answered by his mum. "I-Is L-Lou-." I broke down into more sobs as she wrapped her arms around me and brought me close to her. "Sh, he's right in the kitchen. Sh, hey, don't cry. Everything will be fine." She soothed me. 

I shook my head as I continued crying. "Here, let's get you inside and get you changed into warmer clothes." I nodded and dragged my suitcase into the familiar flat. She told me to wait while she went to Louis' room. She came back with some sweat pants and a Leeds shirt and told me she'll let me change in here. Once she left I quickly shredded my wet clothes and put on Louis'. The clothes smelled like him, which made me calm down a little bit more. It made me think that he's right there with me, even if he isn't in the same room as me. 

I took my glasses off and set them on the coffee table as I grabbed a blanket and laid down on the couch. I closed my eyes as I started getting tired. I wiped one more tear away before finally drifting off into sleep.

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I told you there would be drama! But this is probably the first chapter that actually made me cry! I'm really proud of myself for this one.

So once again this is dedicated to MicaelaFields7 and I will dedicated more people next chapter!!

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