Harry and Marcel Imagines

harry and marcel

Your phone buzzes not once, but twice. You look at your phone. One is from your boyfriend,Marcel. and the other one is from the new kid,Harry.

Harry is super hot and a badass but you don't want to hurt Marcel. Harry keeps flirting with you and making you feel so special but, Marcel on the other hand, is so invested with his school and he's awkward. He always makes sure he says that he love you but sometimes, you're just not sure.

You decide to open Marcels first.

From: Marcel Baby, gonna see if I have anything else right now and then I'm going to come over and hangout;) Love you xx

Then you open the one from Harry...

From: Harry. (y/n) Hey beautiful baby, if you're feeling lonely, I could come over?:) Hmu?;)

Marcel is your boyfriend and all, but you really just don't want to talk to him. You decide to text Marcel back first...

To:Marcel Hi baby, no need to come over...I'm really tired right now and so I'll just see if I feel better tomorrow?

From:Marcel. Okay...goodnight...hope you feel better<3

Now, what to say to Harry?

To:Harry. You wanna come over now? My parents aren't home?;)

Seconds later...

From:Harry. I'm already on my way;) <3

Even though Harry isn't your boyfriend, you can't help but feel excited. Deciding to tidy up your room, you find a picture of you and Marcel. You look so happy together and now you don't even want to text him.

Hearing a knock on your window, interrupting your thoughts, you hide the picture of you two and go open the window.

You were greeted by the beautiful green eyes you love and beautiful curls. You always get butterflies when he looks at you:)

"You realize that my parents are not home, they're in vacation and you can just come in the front door." you say to him

"That's just it. If I did that, you would be expecting it. Plus, this is way more romantic."

"Romance,huh? You don't seem like that type."

"(y/n),y don't understand. When I meet a girl that I really really REALLY like, I have so many sides to me..."

He leans in for a kiss, but whispers in your ear "don't tell Marcel..."

Shit. You forgot you had a boyfriend.

But. Harry's soft lips were right there.

You can't take it anymore. You shove yourself into his lips. They just felt so amazing. Way better than Marcel's. He grazes your bottom lip with his tounge. You opened, giving him permission. Your tounges were in a war. He was trying for dominance, but you were winning.