Let Me Find You (Larcel/Lourcel) COMPLETE

Chapter 5

I felt awful, I really did. Thinking that all this time I had spent with Louis was just... I don't even know why he bothered to talk to me, when it was obvious that he didn't even like me as a friend.

Jesus, I just felt so pathetic and really stupid. And I hated that hot tears were running down my face, knowing that this was something bound to happen to someone like me. I shouldn't let it affect me so much, but goodness; I had thought that Louis was different from everyone else.

My house was dark when I got there after walking back from Louis house, thankfully my mom was in her room sleeping and I made my way to my room quietly, not wanting to make any sound alerting her that I was back.

When I got in my room, it was warm and a small light illuminating it from the lamp on my bedside table. I made my way to the mirror on the closet's door looking at myself. My face was pale, paler than the normal, my nose was a bit red, my eyes were blotchy and swollen, and my lips were red from biting on them so much and I could see the trail of tears still running down my cheeks.

"Stop crying!" I told my own reflection; using both of my hands to rub my face.

"Stop crying, Marcel!

"Stop being stupid, stop pretending someone cares, stop being so pathetic, just stop it!" I yelled at myself, seeing in the mirror how my eyes looked dull and life less.

"Worthless" I whispered to my reflection, looking at myself one last time before changing into my pajamas and getting into my bed. I didn't fell asleep until the first rays of sun could be seen through my window.

The next morning or was it afternoon, I woke up with my mother banging on my door, telling me it was time to wake up and that she needed me downstairs for god knows what.

"Good morning mum" I said to her after making my was downstairs and walking to the kitchen where I presumed she was making breakfast.

"Not morning, Marcel" was what she answered, giving me a long calculating look, before sipping on her cup of tea and saying lastly.

"You have a visitor, dear" I looked around, startled, to find that no one was in the kitchen with her or in the living room, and looked at her with a confused look.

"Oh, he didn't want to come in even after I insisted, he is outside waiting for you" she said sending me a small smile.

I nodded to her, walking to the entrance door, I really didn't want to dwell on who it might be, so when I opened the door I was startled to be greeted with Liam's back.

"H-hi" I said to him, making him whirl around to face me. And before I had a chance to say something else he jumped, hugging me with a force I didn't know he possessed.

"I am sorry Marcel, I am so sorry! He told me what happened and goodness I can't believe he did that to you! He is so fucking stupid. Jesus, I can't even think of him as my brother anymore!" He finished, pacing back and forth in front of me.

"I-it's alright, Liam" I said to him reassuringly, taking hold of his arm, making him stop his pace.

"Come on, let's go inside" I said, pulling at his arm, making him follow me to my house and then to my room.

"How can you say 'it's alright' after he did that to you?" Liam asked, looking at me with a frown.

"I was so fucking mad when he told me what happen, but here you are telling me everything is fine! I don't understand you, Marcel!" he was almost yelling, and his face was red and angry.

I looked at my hands, feeling something turn inside me, making my stomach clench and my limbs go cold.

"Just look at me" I whispered to him, which made him look at me sharply.