Reflection ; {Larcel Fanfic} Marcel the geek/Louis the punk (BoyxBoy)

~Part 10~

"I guess he is my type."

(Louis POV)

I was practically wareing down the soles of my shoes cause I was running so fast. I'mean yeah I have a skateboard but there's no time for that! "Something's wrong with your buddy mate." "Yeah he looked pretty beat up" All I could hear we're Zayn & Liam's words in my head. They were the only ones to see Marcel before I have.

I finally made it to his house and stopped and breathed for only a quick second. I looked around my surroundings and saw his scooter parked croaked half way up the sidewalk and his helmet in the bushes. "Marcel!?" I yelled after hitting the front door. There was no response so I jiggled the door knob and it was open. I figured he was to upset to even lock it. I ran in and called his name again and still didn't hear anything. I know he's home, his ride is outside.

So I ran up the stairs and opened his door. "Oh SHIT!" I squatted down to his level and put his head in my lap. I was shaking cause I didn't know what was bleeding. I just know there was some. I shook him. "Marcel?... Come on talk to me baby." I said patting his head. His face was all bruised up and pale, and his glasses were broken in one leans which was NOT like that this morning.

I looked around and saw a box cutter on the floor, bloody. Then I picked up his arm. "Oh no..No..NO!! NOOO!! MARCEL!!" I was screaming and crying. I looked at his wrist and he cut himself. It wasn't as deep as I thought which is a good thing but he also wasn't waking up. So I called 911, and stayed there to comfort him.

"I guess we all have secrets..but if you would have just told me you were having problems..I-I could have helped you... You should know that. Marcel I'll always be here for you... Just please...wake up.." I said quietly while gently rocking him in my arms. I kissed his forehead and I heard sirens outside the house. I smiled then looked down at him. "Now you're safe."
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"Marcel!? Where's my baby?" I heard Anne all the way in the hodling room. I was sitting in the hallway in front of the room Marcel was in when she saw me. I stood up. "Oh Louis!" She screamed hugging me tightly. I buried my face in her neck. I needed comfort too and she was the closest thing I had. She squeezed me tighter then pulled away and examined my face touching my cheek. "Are you okay?" I nodded a bit. "I could be better." I'mean of course I could. The guy I've fallen for is in the hospital.

The nurse walked up to her. "Ms. Cox?" She turned around and walked to the nurse. "How is Marcel? Is he fine? What happened!?--" The nurse put her hand up to stop Anne from talking. "The doctor will tell you what's going on when he comes out. Right now since you are the mother of Marcel and he is underaged you have a few papers to sign." Her face went numb. "Oh--well yes of course. I'll be back honey." I heard her say then walk to the front desk with the nurse.

I personally thought she was talking to me until I felt a figure hovering behind me. I looked up and jumped in surprisment to see the man that's always with Anne. The man with the horrid teeth. He was just staring at me.

He walked over and sat down on the empty bench spot next to me. "So you are the famous Louis aye?" I don't know why he put famous in front of my name. It was weird. "Um I guess." I replied giving him an uneven face.

"I'm Charlie by the way. Charlie Fraisher. I'm Marcel's Mothers boyfriend." He said fixing his tie.

I personally didn't know why he told me that. I didn't give a fuck. I nodded my head as if I was interested which I wasn't.

"Nice scars kid." Was the next thing out his mouth. I looked down and saw that my wrist was exposed and I covered them back up with my sleeves then glared at him.