Beat Still

Chapter 19: Beat Still

So this is totally just a filler chapter before the action. I just wanted a chapter where Harry could be clued into what was happening before some things went down so he wouldn't continue to just be like "what's going on?" every five seconds. Also I wanted to show how cute Harry and Marcy's relationship is!

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*Harry's Pov*

"...And then he sung me a song that he wrote, and at the time it was so beautiful but now..."

Marcel had been rambling for twenty minutes now. I'm not sure why he's so nervous, so far it just sounds like he and Lou have a much better romantic life than me.

"But now what, Marcy?" I put a gentle hand on his knee and urged him to go on.

"But now it just reminds me of how much I love him." I choked on my spit and went into a coughing fit. Woah. Love? I knew that they liked each other, but love?

"You...love him?" I asked between deep breaths. Marcel looked at me with scared, wide eyes and nodded. I studied his face and saw pain. Why is he in so much pain? Love is a good thing isn't it?

I smiled gently at my twin and grabbed his hand. "I'm so happy for you guys Marcy! Is that why you have been acting weird? And Lou, too? I thought something bad happened, but you two are just in love! This is so great, I-" Marcel snatched his hand away from mine and looked down at his feet.

"What's wrong Marcy?" I scooted closer to him on the bed and put a hand on his back.

"I never said that we were in love." he stated slowly in a low tone. Oh. I think I get it now.

"Marcy I'm so sorry. So he doesn't love you back then?"

Marcel's head popped up quickly and he gave me the iciest glare I think I've ever received.

"It's not about him not loving me back, it's about him pretending he did." His voice breaks and I know he is close to tears. I start lightly rubbing his back and wait for him to continue.

"What did he do Marc?" I'm almost scared to hear the answer. I have a bad feeling about this. His face goes soft again and he leans his head onto my shoulder. I wrapped a long arm around him tightly and give him a squeeze so he knows I'm here for him.

"He...he made me believe that he loved me. Then... he-he uhm took something from me that I can never get back...and just disappeared. How could you share something like that with someone and just leave Harry?!" He started uncontrollably sobbing into my neck as I rocked him gently.

And then it hit me. That is why Liam was so pissed off. Louis hadn't just disappeared...he took Marcy's virginity then left like he was some cheap one night stand. I stiffened completely as I felt the anger start to rise in me. I swear if Marc didn't need me right now I'd go find Louis and kick his ass. I could literally kill him. Nobody fucks with Marcel, nobody.

Marcel suddenly sprung up and stared at me with bloodshot eyes. "Are you mad at me Hare?" He asked in the tiniest voice possible. I felt my face scrunch up as if I just sucked on a ripe lemon.

"Why in the actual fuck would I be mad at you Marcel?" I could feel my head start to hurt as my anger turned to frustration. Not at Marcy but at the situation. Okay a little at Marcy for being hard on himself for no reason.

"Because this is all my fault..." I almost felt the urge to slap him. "I believed him and let him into my heart...and my pants. I should have known not to get involved with Louis, even if just for the fact that he was kind of a part of our family..." He rambled.

"Marc-"

"No Harry," He cut me off," Liam already told me to stop saying it is my fault and I know it's Louis' fault, but I had a hand in this too." I just nodded. I know Marcy and once he believes something there's no arguing.

I'm still so confused though. Louis told me how much he liked Marcel, and how he wanted to be with him. Niall wrote that song for Louis, I got Ed to let him play it at the concert, Leeroy helped him get ready, and Liam even loaned him money for the boat date. Speaking of the boat date, that was my damn yyyidea!

We all basically helped Louis betray my brother. We thought we were going to make two people we all love very happy, when all we really did was help Louis take advantage of the person I care about most in this world.

I pulled Marcy into the tight hug that I know he needs.

"He's in trouble when I see him." I whispered menacingly.

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*Marcel's Pov*

It felt so good to finally tell Harry everything. I know he always means well, but I just knew that if I told him he would probably go on some type of butt kicking witch hunt like in Salem circa 1692.

I'm sorry my references need to be updated. How about this: I knew he would probably attack Louis like how everyone attacked Miley Cyrus after her twerking fit on the Video Music Awards. Yeah, that is better.

It is Monday, and finally time for me to go back to university. I actually missed going to class (haha, go figure), but not because I am just a nerd who likes school.

More so because it is a nice distraction from the whole Louis thing. Also, I will be able to avoid all of the sympathetic looks from the boys and long awkward hugs from mum.

After my quick shower I slipped on some khaki pants and my favorite beige argyle sweater vest. I carefully slicked each unruly curl back with my new axe hair gel and went on the hunt for my glasses.

"Looking for these?" I practically jumped out of my skin at the sudden voice coming from my bedroom.

I walked in to see Harry sitting on my bed with my glasses on his face. Wow even though we are twins, glasses do not seem to look right on him. Maybe it is a personality thing...

"If you were going for a 'Marcel' look you should probably let me pull back those messy curls." I giggled as I walked over to collect my precious frames. He laughed loudly and handed me the specs.

"Nah bro, curls get the girls." We both laughed at his terrible joke, although it was not a lie.

"Yeah, and slick gets the dic-"

"MARCEL!" I was dying of laughter at this point. Bet you were not expecting that from me!

"What Harry?" I asked innocently and batted my eyelashes.

"I can't believe you were going to say that! It sounded like something-"

"You would have said? I know. And your corny joke sounded like something I would have said. I guess we are rubbing off on each other after 16 years." I shrugged while collecting my papers and neatly organizing them in my briefcase.

"Indeed." Did he just say indeed? We are definitely rubbing off on each other!

"Boys! Breakfast!" Mom called from downstairs. I started to hurry due to the fact that I was starving and did not want to be late but Harry stopped me.

"Marc. I'm going to walk to school today. After your classes end come pick me up, yeah? That movie you wanted to see just came out." He put his large hand on my shoulder.

I know he is just trying to distract me from Louis. Honestly I'm pretty much over it. I mean, I am not the type of person to hold a grudge because that anger and bitterness is just toxic in the system. Plus I understand that everyone makes mistakes. I just wish he would apologize so I could truly move on...

"Yeah I will be there. I will probably be there early, if I do I will wait in the library." He nodded and we started heading down the stairs for mum's famous blueberry pancakes.