Beat Still

Chapter 43: Beat Still

Beat Still is almost over :(

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*Marcel's Pov*

"Mum! I'm home!" I dropped my car keys in their usual place on the kitchen counter.

I took off my glasses, and rubbed my tired eyes. Maybe I should move back into the dormatory considering how much traveling I have to do everyday. It becomes exhausting. Especially between my lunches with Zayn, and visits to Louis' or Liam's house on my way home.

"In the living room, sweetie!" My mother called. I followed the voice into our living room, which was basically just a huge couch, two plush chairs, and a widescreen television. There were pictures of our lovely family plastered over all of the walls, from various trips, graduations, birthdays, and the such.

She looked so cute wrapped in a big, tan blanket holding her favorite "#1 Mom" mug filled with sugary green tea.

I flopped down beside the true number one mum and pulled some of her blanket onto my legs.

"I remembered more stuff today! I remembered the dinner we had with Gem when she came home, and a fight I had with Harry over something stupid..."

I trailed off at the memory of that yelling match,"That one made me angry all over again, but I'm over it now. Oh, and the test that I aced in biology, and-" I stopped my rambles as the need for air while speaking was certainly important.

She laughed lightly and squeazed my hand,"That's great, sweetie!" she beamed,"Do you, uhm, remember anything about Louis? Or Zayn?"

She had already warned me that what I would remember about Louis was going to hurt me. She also told me that we broke up a while ago, and that I got back together with Zayn. Crazy right?

Now obviously for me that was terrifying to hear, but after Harry explained to me how we made up, I completely understood how my past self could have thought it was a good idea.

I mean, if that God of a man showed up on your doorstep pleading for forgiveness like in a romantic film, wouldn't you forgive him too?

But alas, my heart truly belonged to another. I know it, he knows it, my family knows it, heck even my past self knew it. Old Marcel just did not want to believe it, because it was so much easier to just move on with Zayn. I already had feelings for him, so nothing was forced, but I honestly just wanted to move on.

"Ye-yeah. I remember what happened after our boat date. I kind of remember Zayn's apology. And I remember getting punched in the face." I rubbed my cheek as I recounted the event,"That is all for now..."

Remembering all of these things that Louis did angered me. I refused to believe it at first, but I already have decided to forgive him. We even had like an hour long talk during which he explained why he left. Something about the pressure, and being scared and all of that.

Mum nodded understandingly before sipping her tea,"Sweetie, you have to talk to Zayn. It wouldn't be fair to leave things like this. And I did not raise you like that."

I groaned and stuffed my face into one of the soft, blue pillows. I knew she was right, but man did I hate having all of this responsibility. I felt her nudge me in the side and I groaned again.

"Hey young man, I was just going to ask what you wanted for dinner!"

I shot up and grabbed her hand,"Mum I'm so sorry, I thought-"

"Nope," She cut me off and snatched her hand away,"Marcy groans at his mother, so no tacos for Marcy."

I crossed my arms and pouted in the way Louis always did. It seemed to work for him, so why not give it a go?

I gave her my best puppy dog eyes, to which she simply laughed and waved me off.

"Fine! I was not hungry anyway." I stuck my tongue out at her and got up from the couch. She reciprocated the action, and I fake-stormed towards the door.

"Marcel?"

I turned back to face her, the wide smile was now gone.

"I hope you're going to call Zayn."

I retrieved my phone from my back pocket and showed it to her. Waving it like a trophy.

"Good boy, dinner will be ready at seven." With that, she turned back to her trashy reality show, and I took that as my cue to leave.

Honestly, I kind of like losing my memory. Every time someone tells me something that has happened it is like a story. Like a new book that I'm reading about myself. It is very strange, but cool in a way. It's like-

"Marcel?" I looked at the phone and held it up to my ear.

"Zaynie?"

There was shuffling and static before he answered again,"Yeah, hey Mar-Mar, something wrong?"

"No, I just really need you to come over so we can talk." There was a long silence then more shuffling.

"I'll be there in thirty."

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"I remembered your apology today."

He continued looking at his hands as we stood out on the porch. I did not want to disturb my mother if Zayn got angry, and I certainly didn't want Harry listening in for the same reason. He would probably kill Zayn.

"So you know we got back together?"

His sad eyes finally met mine. I adverted my gaze quickly out of fear. I simply nodded in reply and shifted my weight.

"So," I felt the porch shift as he walked towards me,"We can still be together?"

His hand covered mine gently, and I felt too weak to pull it away.

"No-no Zayn. I am with Louis, you know this. I love hi-"

"You love me!" He snatched his hand away and yelled. Throwing his arms wildly in the air. I flinched as he began pacing back and forth.

"I know. I love you so much, Zaynie."

"Don't. Fucking. Call me that." He paused between each word, breathing heavily.

"Zayn..." I walked up behind him and touched his shoulder, but he pulled away quickly.

"Don't...don't do that please." He crossed his arms over his body protectively.

"Don't do what, Zaynie? Please talk to me, love." He sighed and hung his head.

"Please don't lead me on. Don't call me 'love'. Don't touch me. Just leave me alone." His phone beeped and he looked at it quickly. I took the time when he was not paying attention to grab his arm.

"Zaynie-"

"I said leave me alone!" He yelled directly into my face, and ran to his motorcycle. He started it quickly and drove away.

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