Beat Still

Chapter 34: Beat Still

The song is Baby I'm Yours by Arctic Monkeys. I really recommend you listen to it during the first half of the chapter! And Do I Wanna Know for the second half. (And then maybe all of their other music just because it's good!).

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*Marcel's Pov*

Wow, a dream within a dream. How often does that happen to someone? And to be so realistic too? Were they trying to tell me something?

One ended terribly and the other ended wonderfully...well for Louis and I that is, but what does that mean?

"Something on your mind?"

I glanced over at Zayn who had a concerned look on his face.

"Just thinking..."

"About what babe?" He curiously asked while sifting through the Beatles' section of records.

I love this record store. Vinyls had everything! Not only were there records of all genres and time periods, but a quaint little bookstore in the back, and a Starbucks in the corner. It was a music/book/coffee lover's dream!

Plus the atmosphere is so relaxed. I've always loves coming here when I was a kid, to just get away from the world. You can dance, there are comfy chairs where I would write music and sip my tea, and of course anywhere with books is a place for me!

I remember the first time I brought Louis here. He bought so many records and caramel lattès that day...

I smiled at the fond memories and absentmindedly looked through the records. Zayn poked my side, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"I said, about what Mar?" He smiled gently as if to tell me it was okay.

Should I tell him about the dreams? Or even worse...that I'm thinking about Louis? Those were probably all filed under the category of things I should keep to myself...

I smiled convincingly and was about to shrug off his question when a familiar romantic song began playing.

I grabbed Zayn's arm,"Ohmygod Zaynie!"

"What? Are you okay? What's happening?!"

He grabbed my face and inspected me for damages.

I laughed and swatted his hands away,"No stop babe, I just really love this song!" He let out a sigh of relief.

"God you scared me..." He rolled his eyes and began bobbing his head to the tune,"May I have this dance?" he held his hands towards me.

I nodded and wrapped his arms around my neck. I put my arms around his waist, pulling him into me. He tucked his face into my neck.

He quietly sung the lyrics into my ear sweetly,"Baby I'm yours, and I'll be yours until the sun don't shine..."

I sang back while rubbing his back gently,"Baby I'm yours until two and two is three (which will never happen but that's the point because I'll always be yoursss)..."

He giggled at my addition of lyrics, but did not make fun of me for my nerdy-ness.

We sang the rest of the song in harmony, my voice low and his high. He sings so beautifully. I always loved to hear him sing when he thought no one was listening. He should really start a band or something.

But whenever I tell him that he says something about me singing with him even though we both know I do not have any musical talent. Besides writing of course.

He twirled me around and pulled me back to him as we both laughed. He laid his head back on my shoulder and we swayed to the music. I heard him whisper something about this being our song now.