Beat Still

Chapter 36: Beat Still

Happy Birthday Hare Bear. God I love my boyfriend. Really long chapter in honor of Harry being 20.

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*Marcel's Pov*

"Zayn stop!" I yelled in a fit of giggles.

"No not until you kiss me!" He continued tickling my ribcage and stomach vigorously.

"I will not!" I gasped, unable to breath correctly.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head, allowing me to relax temporarily,"Kiss me!" he yelled with a huge smile on his face.

"No thank you." Harry said as he barged in.

Zayn immediately retreated and a deep blush set onto my face. Harry laughed and came over to the bed, sitting on it with a plop.

"Am I interrupting something?" He smirked and looked between the two of us.

Zayn just shook his head and asked if I wanted anything from the kitchen. I said no and allowed him to leave a wet kiss on my forehead. Just to mess with Harry, I pulled him back into me and gave him a quick smooch on the lips. Harry groaned and shooed him out.

"I need to tell you something."

I yawned and rubbed the itchy contacts. Why do I even wear these?

"This sounds serious." I commented.

He nodded,"It is."

"Well get on with it please." Harry had a tendency to be a bit dramatic and drag things on for a long time.

"I spoke to Louis." He blurted out. The one time he does not hold back, he lays this bomb shell on me!

"Harry!" He held up his large hands in surrender.

"I know. But you have to understand, he is my best friend Marcel." He sounded exhausted as he rubbed his temples.

"Harry...I am your brother." I whined, even though he was right. He should not have to be put in the middle of this anymore.

"I am just really exhausted with this Marcy." I knew it,"So I met with him. He really is sorry, and he told me what really happened. You have to talk to him." I nodded in agreement. It was time I listened to what he had to say.

"You are right. I guess I'll call him tomorrow." Harry shook his head.

"No, tonight. You do know what tonight is right?" He raised an eyebrow at me in amusement.

I scoffed. As if anyone could forget tonight. That girl has been hosting this Halloween party since we were like five.

"I'm not going Harold. Zayn and I are passing out candy!"

He rolled his eyes,"How'd I know you were going to say that? You have no choice. You promised me last year you would go." He crossed his arms.

I sighed in response. He was so right. Why was he always right these days?

"You're lucky we already bought costumes."

"We?" he was obviously confused.

"Yes we. Zayn's coming." I went over to my closet to find the costumes that we hung up yesterday.

"Even better!" Harry clapped his hands and grinned just as Zayn walked in.

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*Louis' Pov*

"Now we're going to pull from the audience for the Best Couple Costumes!" April squealed into the microphone.

I mentally groaned. Rub it in will you? I flashed a quick, fake smile to the host who was standing on a table with a mic in one hand and a beer in the other. She always had some type of contest at these things.