LOSER (ZARCEL)

CHAPTER 10

MARCEL'S POINT OF VIEW

"Uh, where are we going?" I asked.

"My house?" Cher half demanded, half questioned.

"Uhm, sure. If that's where you wanna go," I replied.

"As long as you're fine with it," Cher reassured me.

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"I need to drive my car back, so we'll just meet at my house," Cher stated.

"Alright."

We went our seperate ways and individually drove to Cher's house. I couldn't help but wonder how Zayn felt about this. What am I saying, I don't care about Zayn. Well not a lot, at least.

I soon arrived at the familiar home. I parked my car next to Cher's and got out.

"Aren't your parents home?" I questioned. I didn't want to get in trouble with my girlfriend's parents. Can I evn call Cher my girlfriend?

"No, they're almost never home."

"Oh," I said, and asked nothing more of it.

I stepped into the house where crazy things have happened less than twenty four hours ago.

ZAYN'S POINT OF VIEW

I pulled out all of my school work and zipped up my backpack. I turned around to leave this prison known as school, only to find my purple haired girlfriend in front of me.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi," I repeated back to her.

"So, where do you wanna go tonight?" Perrie asked.

"Ah, I dunno. I'll let you decide," I replied.

I closed my locker and walked alongside Perrie down the hall.

"Are you sure?" she pressed on, "I want what you want."

"Wait," I paused, "Let's go to Urth Caffé."

"Okay, I love that place! You could pick me up at -"

"Eight o'clock," I said, finishing off her sentence.

"Sounds lovely. I'll see you then!" Perrie chirps.

I give her a smile and kiss her on the lips. She returns the favor, then walks off.

I need to get myself together before this date. Would I break up with Perrie or not?

PERRIE'S POINT OF VIEW

I applied a touch of my baby pink lipstick to finish off my night time look for me and Zayn's date.

Speaking of our date, I planned this to get Zayn to relax. He's been acting really weird lately, so I thought this night could make him feel better, or at least make him act normal.

With half an hour to spare, I rang Jesy, my only friend who I can tell everything to.

"Hello?" she said on the other line.

"Jesy," I practically whined.

"What's wrong Pez?" she asked.

"I'm a bit scared about this date. I feel like something might go wrong," I blurted. "I don't know what to do."

"Well first of all, why do you think something will go wrong? You and Zayn are the OTP!"

I smiled. "True, but I just think that our relationship is at a weird place. Zayn is acting weird because of Marcel, I'm guessing," I explained.

"Why does he care so much about Marcel anyway? Last time I heard, Zayn despised him. He's trying to do something," Jesy said thoughtfully, "but I don't know what."

I sighed. "I guess I'll find out soon. Thank you Jes, I love you girly."

"Love ya too girl, have fun tonight."

"I'll try," I sighed.

CHER'S POINT OF VIEW

Marcel followed me as I walked into my bedroom, barely saying a word since we arrived in my home.

I looked over at him, and he looked uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" I snapped.

He looked at me with puppy eyes and looked ready to bawl.

"I mean, are you okay?" I tried to say in a gentler voice.

"Yeah." he managed to say.

"Okay."

Silence again.

"Can you please tell me what's wrong? You're way different than you did yesterday." I said, breaking the silence.

"Well you're acting way different too," he huffed.

"How?" Was he serious? It's like he's trying to blame whatever this is, on me.

"Well for one, you forced me into doing.." he paused. "Things."

"Are you kidding me? You could have told me to stop if you really wanted to! I'm not a wall for God's sake," I fired back.

"I didn't stop you because I needed that!" Marcel shouted.

What is he even talking about?

"What?"

"I wanted to so I could become 'cool', or 'popular'! I don't actually care about you," he shot at me, hitting me like a bullet.

Ouch.