"Let's head on inside." I say standing up and dusting myself off.
It was getting pretty late and I knew that we would have to get up pretty early in the morning. "Marcel I think it's time we go to bed." I state
"It's only 10. Why so early?" He asked closing the sliding door and locking it.
"My mother likes to get everyone up bright and early to get work done so you might want to get some sleep while you can." I inform him walking over to the front door locking it and the chain.
"What does your mother do?" He said meeting up with me.
"She's kinda sorta the manager of everyone, everything. In other words she's the manager of one direction." I spill
"And the boys don't even Know you." He questioned
"Yup that's right and I would like to keep it that way. I hate them and I don't want anything to do with them." I tell him making sure I got my point across.
"Okay okay I understand but what about this tour? Your gonna be around them a lot. Don't you think they are gonna notice you?" He said
"I'll stay in the back, stay hidden I've been doing that each time I'm near them and I'm gonna keep on doing that. It works so why not?" I say
"Do you mind if I join? I'm tired of being pushed around and not being treated like a real person. I would rather be unnoticed than being treated like crap." He explains trying to convince me.
"I'm sorry Marcel..... They already know you and being around you might involve me getting noticed and I don't want to risk that....." I tell him
His face drops. "If they come near, you can hide. Please I've never had much friends and I'm begging you. Just give it a go. I mean they won't notice you. I promise. if they get near me you can stay away." He tries
I huff thinking about the possibilities. I too have never had much friends. And it's not his fault that he's that close to them I mean he's a twin to one of them.
I close my eyes and pinched the brink of my nose. I'm hopeing I won't regret this. "Fine. I'm going to bed goodnight."
"Thank you." He says and begins to walk away.
"Marcel?" I call out
"Yeah?" He says
"I'm glad that I met you." I smile a real one for once.
"M-me too." He stuttered
We went our separate ways and closed our bedroom doors.
Making my way to my bed I get warm under the covers and let sleep take over me.
*in the morning
I woke up to the smell of something's cooking and it made my mouth water. Dragging my feet toward the smell I made it to the kitchen to find Marcel infront of the stove making French toast.
"Don't you look breath taking." Marcel jokes
I make a face and shove his arm. "not nice Marcel." I frown
Taking down my hair I re-did it and sat down at the table.
"Here ya go." He smiles placing the beautiful creation infront of me.
"Thanks." I return the smile and began to dig in.
I moan. "This taste amazing!! I didn't know you could cook!"
"There's lots of things you don't know about me." He chuckled
We ate in silence then placed our dishes in the dish washer too lazy to actually wash them.
That's when I hear a bang on the door. "You have 45 minuets to be outside and in the busses." One of the organizers shouts.
Looking at Marcel he looks a lot like His brother. His hair isn't slick back. It's loose and curly and he's wearing a normal pair of sweats and a hoodie.
"I need to go get ready.... So yeah." Marcel says and turns around and goes straight into his room.
I bolt toward my room and straight into the shower. Doing my regular routine 20x faster I hop out and dried my hair and body.
Running to the wardrobe I pulled on my black panties and bra then decided on what to wear. Grabbing a pair of blue skinny jeans and a white loose top I slipped on some white toms then ran to the bathroom to do my hair.
Finally after 10 minuets of blow drying and straightening I finished and grabbed my phone and wallet closeing my bedroom door behind me.
I still had about 15 minuets to kill when I noticed Marcel on the couch in his usual Brown slacks and button up shirt with his hair slick back.
"Marcel?" I ask
He looks up from the book he was reading.
"Yes ma'am?" He said pushing his glasses back.
"Why do you dress like that?" I say sitting down next to him.
His forehead crinkles while he answers my question. "Well ever since Harry became famous I guess I wasn't aloud to dress anything like him and I always have to be under him."
"Well today that's all gonna change." I said grabbing his arm and made our way to his room.
Okay we have 15 minuets. I can do this.
Pushing him into the bathroom I throw him a pair of faded skinny jeans and white tshirt.
He changes while I keep looking for other things. Finding a red, white, and black plad button up shirt I cut off the sleeves and made it seem a bit worn.
When he came out I threw it at him and he pulled it over his white shirt. His fingers moved to button it up, but I slapped his hand before he could leaving it open.
Looking at his face I dragged him back to the bathroom and started to play with his hair. Leaving it loose and in curls I added a cream bandana with a little black design. The last thing was a cross necklace and 2 rings.
His fingers messed with the cross, a frown playing at his lips.
"What's wrong?" I ask
"Harry has this exact same necklace. He always wears it but I guess it means nothing to him. We got it when we were about 13 it signified that we were always gonna be together and best friends but I guess that changed." He said
"Don't worry. It's gonna be fine." I say
Smiling at my finished product he grabbed his phone and wallet and we headed down stairs with 2 minuets to spare.
On the way down the elevator I felt him tense up next to Me.
"What's wrong Marcel?" I said
"What if they notice me?! And they make fun of me or the-" he starts to say before I cut him off
"Listen here Marcel. Don't let anyone push you around! You are Marcel and no one can tell you what to do! You have a right so stand up for what you think is right and for what you want." I encourage him.
He relaxes a bit and shoots me a side smile. Grabbing his arm the elevator opens and we make our way to the Bus.
"Let the hiding begin." I though.
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