chatroom // loucel/larcel

Chapter 1

Marcel's POV

'BEEP BEEP BEEP'

I groan, rolling over to switch off my alarm. It was currently 6am, which means I only have an hour to get ready, if even that.

I panic,jumping straight out of bed, running around my room franticly open my wardrobe displaying all my neatly folded clothing on their hangers. I quickly grab my white long sleeve top, along with my brown checkered vest.

I close the wardrobe doors and ran back over to my bedside table grabbing a pair of boxers. I then make my way over to my drawers, I grab out a pair of brown pants and then make my way into my bathroom.

I place my clothes neatly on the bathroom bench before stripping out of my pajamas and turning on the shower.

I step in the shower, shivering as the hot water reaches my body. I begin to wash my curls, yes curls, I have such curly hair and I really hate it. I always gel my hair back for school because if I wear my curls out at school then it will most likely give my bullies another reason to bully me, stupid I know. I get picked on for the weirdest things. First of all, I get bullied for how smart I am. I don't get it, what's so wrong about being smart? I thought it was a good thing to be smart? But my friends, Perrie and Niall always remind me that the bullies are just jealous, which is probably right.

If you're wondering who Niall and Perrie are, they're my best friends, and only friends. They're related, so yeah their twins. They have a lot of similarities like their blonde hair, even Niall is originally brunette he just dyes it, and their piercing blue eyes, which I love. They have great personality's, which is what I love most about them. I don't get why their friends with me though, They're popular, and sometimes it gets me thinking why they're actually friends with me. Perrie always says that popularity shouldn't come between you and some you'd like to be friends with if they're part of a different social group, and I guess I believe her. They always hang out with me, we're really close.

The thing is, whenever I'm not with them, that's when the 'bullies' like to strike. By 'Bullies' I mean the one and only, Louis Tomlinson. He's 18 but for some reason his maturity hasn't kicked on so instead he likes to bully me, and helpless 16 year old. I never understood why he picks on me, but I don't really care about what he thinks of me. The thing is, I've had a crush on him ever since I came to school. Don't even ask me why. I just, love his feathery caramel hair, and the way his fringe falls perfectly on his forehead or sits perfectly in a quiff. Don't even get me started on his eyes. They are the bluest colored eyes I've ever come across, and they're just, beautiful. I love his personality, when he's not bullying me of course. When I see him in the hallways or in the cafeteria, he's so bubbly and out going and his laugh is the cutest thing I've ever come across, and the way the side of his eyes crinkle when he smiles makes my heart skip a beat. Lame right? I know. The only people that know about my crush are Niall and Perrie, and it's going to stay that way. If anyone ever found out, god knows what would happen.

Louis isn't the only one that bullies me though, there's his friends Liam (Who's on the wrestling team might I add, so whenever he gets the opportunity to beat me up, lets just say I always end up in the nurses office), Zayn and Luke. Zayn's the more bad boy image type of guy, He wears the leather jackets and big boots. I love Louis sense of style though, he wears a lot of skinny leg jeans (that show of his nice arse),tank tops  such, beanies and vans and shoes like that. Luke is kind of the same but obviously Louis pulls it off better, because well, its Louis, anything looks perfect on him.

I step of the shower, noticing I've been in there far too long. I wrap a towel around my waist making my way in front of the mirror. I wipe the mirror so I can see myself clearly. I quickly dry my hair and apply the gel. I brush my teeth before getting dressed.