I fell in love with Marcel Styles, the school nerd.

When will he stop?

(skylars POV)

Im snuggled into Marcels shoulder as we look at the stars, it just cant get any better, and i was right. 

My cell phone goes off and i look at the caller ID 'Lukey<3'.. i really need to change that. 

I look at Marcel who is staring at my phone, i take a deep breath before awnsering.

"What" i say.

"Well hey there babe, nice to hear your voice again" he slurs on his words, he is probably drunk.

"What do you want dickhead" i yell a little too loud, making the dogs bark and Marcel laugh.

"Can you meet me at Starbucks, i wanna talk to you about us" he states. 

"NO WAY, WE ARE OVER LUKE!" I growl threw my already gritted teeth.

"Fine, then ill go to your house to talk to you." he says. 

"NO!" i screech threw the phone, he is really bugging me. 

"Why? Why isnt your car home? Are you with that nerd Marcel?!" he asks.

"Why do you care, yes i am with him so dont bother knocking on my door" i explain, Marcel listening over my shoulder, his hot breath on my neck. 

"Im coming, were not threw SKYLAR!" he yells before hanging up. I look over at Marcel worried. 

"He's coming here.." i state. Marcel shakes his head.

"He doesnt stop does he?" he says standing up and holding his hand out for me, I grab his hand pulling myself up. We make our way downstairs and too the kitchen with Harry cooking at the stove.

"Hungry love?" Harry asks, i nod. He hands me a plate of spagetti. Marcel, Edward, Harry and I are at the table, eating and laughing non-stop.

Edward was talking about how Marcel use to want to be a super hero, running around in his super man under pants saying he was 'coming to the rescue'.

Someone knocks on the door but im laughing so much i cant even think.

Then i remember Luke and my eyes grow big. Harry wipes his mouth before going to the door, I hear yelling, Edward runs out there and Marcel takes me to the back into there home studio.

Marcel runs out the studio closing the door behind, i hear more yelling and things crashing. I know what Luke can do, he probably has Jai and Austin with him, maybe even more! 

Things quiet down and i exit the studio, carefully running to the kitchen, peeking my head around the corner.

There outside fighting, but Luke is not out there, niether Marcel.

I hear a noise from the living room and run in there, not thinking. 

Marcel is under Luke, Luke keeps throwing punches at Marcels face. 

"STOP!" I scream, running to Marcel and trying to push Luke off. Luke grabs my wrists and starts to drag me out the door, i kick and hit, but his grip only tightens.

Marcel is lying on the ground blood rushing from his nose, he looks so helpless.

I kick Luke in his knee and he pulls me towards him.

"You wanna do that again?" he threats. Harry and Edward are fighing 3 guys, 2 are knocked out in one punch they threw, I scream for help as Luke drags me to his car.

Edward comes running towards me, he throws a punch at Lukes face and Luke lets go of my wrists. 

Luke hits Edward once, and then again, he is eating his punches. Edward pushes Luke into his car, his head hit the window pretty hard, Edward starts chocking Luke and Luke trys to do the same, Edward is just putting more force on Lukes neck.

Harry comes and takes Edwards place, Luke still strugiling pretty hard, Edward carries me bridal style into the house and what im guessing is his room. 

He places me on his bed and puts my hair behind my hair, looking me in the eyes, he kisses my forhead before running out the door.

I breath heavily, my heart is racing, tears streaming down my face. Edward comes back in and see's me crying, he takes me in his arms placing me on his lap.

He wraps his arms around me and i just lay there on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. 

I speak up "Is Marcel ok?", i look up at his face, he has a cut on jaw and his lip.

"He is fine, Harry is taking care of him now, they are gone." he whispers.

I lift my hand up to the cut on his lip and glide my finger against it, he hisses and puts his hand on top of mine, i look him in the eyes, his eyes flicker between my lips and eyes, he leans in and kisses me, his one hand still on my waist.

I knew this was wrong but i kissed back, i felt like i needed the comfort.

And i still knew it was gonna kick me in the ass later.