Finally Falling

Chapter 7

Louis POV

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" HAHAHAHAHA!!" Liam, Niall, and Zayn laughed.

I groaned.

My hair is blonde. Fucking  blonde!!

I went for my usual shampoo and when I finished drying, my hair was blonde.

I know who did it too.

Marcel was over there laughing with Sam.

I bet I looked ridiculous.

I actually thought we were having a nice time but he had to ruin it.

" Hey, there's nothing wrong with being blonde." Niall said.

" It only looks good on you Niall." Zayn replied with an eye roll.

" That punk should learn his place.

Who gave him the fucking right." I growled.

" That could be arranged.." Zayn smirked as he cracked his knuckles.

I slipped my beanie back on and glared over towards Marcel.

He wouldn't know what hit him.

Marcel's POV

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I had almost fallen out of bed this morning from laughter when I noticed his hair was blonde.

It was fucking hilarious.

I don't know who did it but whoever did was a genius.

I was now getting my books from my locker but suddenly a hand closed it shut, almost cutting my arm off.

My glasses had fallen and I pushed them up quickly.

" Hello Nerd." Louis smirked.

" W-what do you want L-louis?"

Dammit Marcel can't you ever stand up for yourself?

Louis had grabbed my shirt and pushed me hard against the lockers.

I flinched at the sudden contact between my back and the metal doors.

Louis then met his fist with my stomach and I groaned out in endearing pain.

" Learn your fucking place you pathetic little shit. You better hope that this hair dye comes out." Louis grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled, causing my head to jerk back.

He punched me five more times before leaving with his two friends Niall and Zayn.

All of a sudden, Sam came running down the hallway and gasped as she saw me on the ground.

" Marcel! Oh god, who did this to you?!" Sam exclaimed in worry.

" Isn't it obvious Sam..." I groaned.

" Louis did this!?"

I just sat there with my eyes fixed onto the floor.

I could feel the tears threatening to fall.

" Come on.." Sam pulled me up and I winced.

My back, stomach, face, everything was hurting.

You could never tell if Louis had that much strength. I may be taller but he was stronger.

I tried not to put all my weight on Sam, considering the fact that she was a girl.

" I swear, Louis is going to get so much fucking karma." she growled.

I laughed but whimpered when the cut on my lip widened.

" We really have to get you to the nurse."

We had reached the door and there sat the nurse, eating a cheeseburger and talking on the phone.

" Excuse me." Sam said politely.

The woman laughed and held up her index finger, signaling us to wait a sec.

" No...she didn't!" the nurse laughed and took a bite of her fries.

" Excuse me." Sam tried again.

I could tell her temper was rising because her free hand had balled up at her side.

The woman continued laughing and Sam lost it.

" Hey!! Can't you see my friend is in need of some help!! Get off your lazy ass and do your fucking job!!!" Sam shouted.

I looked down at her with a flabergasted look on my face.

Sam seemed like such a sweet person like she couldn't hurt a fly.

Guess I was wrong.

" I'll call you back Linda."

I read the name tag and it said, ' Nurse Fiona'

" What seems to be the problem?" Nurse Fiona asked as she rolled her eyes.

" Isn't it obvious." Sam replied as she rolled her eyes.

I sighed," Can you please just fix me up, I'd like to hear at least some of the things in my   next class." I told her nicely

" Lay down over there hun."

Sam had left a while after that and I just sat there on the uncomfortable chair until a boy came in.

His hair was a dark brown, almost like the bark of a tree.

He had brown eyes and a chizzled jaw.

He was hot.

He sat right across from me and pulled off his jacket, revealing his nice toned biceps.

The outfit he wore, black converse, blue jeans, and a red tight tee, was fitting in all the right places.

" Take a photo, it'll last longer."

I looked up suddenly and blushed.

Was I really staring that hard?

" S-sorry." I murmer sheepishly.

" Hey, don't worry about it, but if you don't mind me asking, who did that to you?" He gestured towards my cuts and bruises with a frown.

" Some guy..."

" Well a guy as cute as you shouldn't be beat up like that."

I looked up at him with wide eyes and blushed a deep red.

" You look cute when you blush you know that?"

Ok, was I dreaming or was a hot guy flirting with me?

" I'm Fletcher, and you are?"

" M-Marcel. My name is Marcel."

Fletcher hummed with a great smile plastered on his face.

" Marcel, your free to go here's your slip." Nurse Fiona said as she handed me the white sheet.

I thanked her and stood up and grabbed my bag.

" I'll see you later Marcel." Fletcher called as I was halfway out the door.

" Bye!"