Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 28

~Twenty Eight~

Amie's POV (earlier that day)

"Do you really think this will work?" I asked eyeing my attire. I look beautiful for once, but I don't feel comfortable. I never really thought that I would be this girl. I usually don't care for my appearance. My head is always shoved up in some book I don't really have time for focusing on looks. Marcel always said I was a natural beauty, but he is- was- my best friend, he only said it to make me feel better.

 But there was always the way he said it. He was so sure of himself. The way he looked at me when he said it meant everything to me. He truly made me feel beautiful, but I know now that it was always friendly to him.

"Yeah. I'm positive. I mean I'm getting turned on right now." Harry laughs from behind me. I feel the heat creep to my cheeks as he says those words. The way he says it will never affect me as much as it would if it were Marcel saying them.

Marcel.... My thoughts always go to him, even at a time like this. I wish he would've been there for me instead of Harry. Don't get me wrong, I love Harry, but as a brother. He will always be there for me, even in my darkest times, but I wish it were Marcel to be here during my....

I start to tear up at the thought of it. "Hey? Come on, you know I was kidding right?" Harry pulls me into a hug. I hug him back, but tighter so that he wont let go.

"I know, I know. I was just thinking... What if this doesn't work. What if me changing my image makes me look desperate." I let go of him and look him in the eyes. "What if people think that you downgraded and they start picking on you too."

"Look, don't worry about me. People may talk, but this isn't about me. This is about you and my brother, alright? If people talk, I'll shut them up." He places a kiss on my temple. "If Marcel doesn't think you're gorgeous, he is obviously blind. You're beautiful, inside and out."

A smile makes its way to my face as his words leave his mouth. "Now, are you ready to blow everyone away?" 

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You'll do fine. Don't  worry, calm down, don't forget to breathe. I kept repeating those words,but none of them seemed to work. I was going to have a panic attack, I could feel it slowly escalating. It was going to happen in about five seconds.

5...4...3...2...

"You'll be fine." Harry whispered into my ear.  He led me through the double doors and grabbed on to my hand. Multiple eyes stared as we made our way in, some sentimental, others devious, and others just plain sexual.

Can they tell that this is all a plan? Do they realize that this is fake?

Harry's grip tightened and I was thankful for it. He gave me a face as if saying to calm down, which I was about to but I saw Marcel with... Joanna. My stomach automatically dropped when he walked off with her.

Where are they going? What are they going to do? Did he see me? Did he like it? All these questions filled my head. Of course he didn't like it, why did he walk of  with her? Maybe he just needed to leave? Or he wanted to avoid you.

"You alright?" Harry asked me. "You've been staring at that empty spot for a while, you okay?"

"Y-Yeah. It's just that-"

"You saw him?"

"Yeah... but he left with Joanna somewhere." I looked down at the floor as a wave of embarrassment hit me. 

"Come on." He tugged me by the arm.

"Where are we going?"

"Don't you want to see where they're going?" He seemed to have a plan in his head in less than a second.