"El where in the world have you been?!" Marcel yells when the last hour of the day was over.
"Places."
"El.."
"Relax Marcel! I was on the roof ok!"
"What were you doing on the roof?" Marcel asks as we get in my car.
"Well I was still mad about Louis so I went to the roof to get some fresh air and I met a guy called Zayn and-"
"Ellie please tell me you didn't talk to him."
"Well I would...but that would be a lie."
"Oh god."
"Marcel what's wrong?"
"What did y'all talk about while you where up there?"
"Well we didn't really talk. he offered me a cigaret and I took it. We finished the pack off and I left. that's all."
"Wait you smoke?"
"No...well that was my first time trying it."
"Please stay away from him."
"Why? what's so bad about Zayn?"
"He's just not a good influence."
"Not a good influence? what do you mean not a good influence? sure he has a few tattoos. Yeah maybe he smokes, but who cares? he's still a person. He still has feelings."
By now we are at Marcel's house.
"I know but-"
"You'd better just get out. I will see you around."
Marcel gets out and I drive off before he can get in his house. I feel a little bad, but he should have talked about Zayn like that!
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The sun is beginning to set and I feel more guilty than I did before. Finally I look up Marcel's number in the phone book and call it. A lady answers.
"Hi...um is this Marcel's home?" I ask.
"Yes it is. This is his mother."
"May I speak to him? I'm a friend from school."
"Sure thing hon."
"Thanks." I say and wait for Marcel to pick up the phone.
"Hullo?" comes a deep voice.
"Marcel?"
"El?"
"Yeah it's me. Did I wake you up?"
"Oh umm no."
"Liar."
"I'm a horrible liar."
"Yes you are. so I was wondering if it would be alright if I can over for a while so we could hang out."
"I thought you were mad at me.."
"So can I come?"
"Um yeah sure."
"Okay see you in a few minutes."
Ten minutes later I am at Marcel's house. I knock on the door and hear a voice yell, "COMING!"
"Woah. Marcel is that you" I ask when I open the door.
"Yeah. It's me."
"You look so different!"
Marcel's hair isn't slicked back like normal. Instead it's curly and everywhere. He isn't wearing his glasses and jogging pants. No shirt. He looks....good.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Yeah sure. Is your mum home?"
"No she left after you called to go shopping."
"Oh ok...so what do you wanna do?"
"It don't matter to me. What do you wanna do?"
"It don't matter to me."
"Well how about we order pizza and watch a movie or something."
"Ok."
I let Marcel order the pizza and I pick out the movie. After some serious decision making I decide on Insidious.
"Do we have to watch insidious?" Marcel complains.
"Yes."
"Fine. Hey look the pizza is here."
"I got it!"
Finally we are both on the couch watching Insidious and eating pizza. About halfway through the movie I move the pizza box and lay my head on Marcel's lap. I can see him bite his lip and I smile up at him. I feel a budge growing under my head and I gasp. Marcel suddenly jumps up.
"I uhh...i will be right back." he says sprinting to the bathroom.
"Marcel!" I yell following him. I pound on the bathroom door but he doesn't say anything. I sigh and go back downstairs to wait on him.
After what seems like forever Marcel comes back downstairs. He is blushing furiously.
"You ok?" I ask and Marcel shakes his head. "Well....i could fix it for you if you want."
