Blinded by the Lenses - a Marcel Styles fanfiction

#blindedbythelenses chapter 27

chapter 27

MEGAN'S POV

''Will, I need to cancel," I said briskly after school.

"What do ya mean, babe? I had things all planned as a surprise for you!" I walked out of the front doors and Will followed after me like a lost puppy.

"I'll meet you later, okay?" I hopped into my car, leaving him standing alone in the parking lot confused.

But I had more important things to do.

First, like any best friends would, I called Anna to fangirl over the fact that I was going to actually stalk Harry Styles. 

"ANNA!" I screamed into the receiver right after she picked up.

"What is it, Megan?" She almost sounded annoyed and it kinda killed my vibe. Why was she so angry at me all the time lately? Had I done something? Nevertheless, I continued to talk.

"Harry freaking Styles is going to be at the airport!!" I yelled. "He's coming to Texas!" I squealed as she chuckled--the first time I've heard her laugh in a while.

"Really? When?!" I heard a smile through her voice, and I knew she must not be too mad right now.

"TONIGHT!! I'm camping out at the airport as soon as I can and I'll be there until he arrives," I explained. I had to be sure I never missed him. "I need to see him."

"Wow, that's great," she said, actually seeming happy for once. "But I thought you were going on a date with Will...?"

"Oh, I cancelled that!" I said. "Obviously."

"What?! But he said--" she stopped in the middle of a sentence, but I ignored my suspicions because I was so excited.

"Who cares about Will when Harry Styles is in town!" I squealed again, but Anna was just bitter now. I wasn't sure why, but she refused to talk after that.

"Listen, I, uh... I gotta go," she muttered, her grumpiness returning. "See you tomorrow."

I heard a sigh from the other line as I uttered my own goodbyes and hung up my phone. What was with her lately? I mentally thought through everything I've done, but I couldn't think of anything I would have done to offend her. Why was she so mad at me all the time?!

I shook off the thought and began to sift through my closet. I had bigger things to worry about. What was I going to wear tonight? What did one wear for the first meeting of their future husband?

After trying on probably hundreds of outfit combinations, I finally found the perfect look. I was wearing my favorite dress with my favorite jacket overtop, and I paired it with my favorite pair of red heels. I had to wear heels. Harry was taller than a giraffe and I needed to keep up.

I grabbed my purse, along with my newly charged phone, camera, and chargers, and got ready to head out.

When I got to the airport, there were only two other girls waiting. I found his gate pretty easily, after I had searched for a while to figure out exactly which flight he was on. I sat down with the other girls and we immediately began to chatter about all the latest 1D-related news.

I loved being around other directioners... no one (other than my friends) at school knew of my secret obsession, so it was good to finally let loose and show everyone the real me. It felt... right.

Eventually, his flight started to file out through the hall and disperse around the airport to their other relatives. Only one other girl had joined our crew, but she brought posters. We stood there waiting for Harry to come out, but we couldn't see him. 

The crowds began to dwindle, and there was still no sign of Harry. I did, however, spot a familiar face. I excused myself from the still-waiting girls and walked over to the nerdy boy.

"Marcel?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"

Another boy turned around and I was suddenly seeing double. Another boy stood next to Marcel, nearly a mirror image of him.

"And you have a twin? You never..." It all began to sink in for me. There weren't two Marcels. They weren't twins. This was... "HARRY STYLES?!" I shrieked.

The boys simultaneously threw their large hands over my mouth and dragged me into a small, empty restaurant located nearby.

"Megan, I have something to tell you," one of the boys said. I presume it was Marcel, but with an experience as dizzying as this, I couldn't be sure...

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CLIFFHANGER WHAT

I actually kinda made myself nervous while writing this because I want to meet Harry in an airport. AND ALSO I AM GOING TO SEE THEM LIVE AH. I am crying do you hear me bc I am

also my phone got taken away like how am I supposed to run my instagram account huh

Anyway... I'm thinking something just a liiiittle dirty in the next chapter. Hm? Any thoughts? Opinions? 

Okay, well I'm off to bed. Time to go dream about 1D. Ahhhhhh good night my loves!

YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL, REMEMBER THAT.

<3 marcelfeels