*Lauren's P.O.V*
I was sitting on the sofa opposite Marcel, when I saw a tear roll down his face. "What's wrong?" I ask going over and kneeling next to him. "Why me?" He starts to sob. "I've never had any friends, no one except you has liked me for me....whats wrong with me?" He sobbed even more. My heart broke into a million piceces. I couldn't help but rub my hand up and down his arm as tears filled my eyes. "I'll always be by your side Marcel, I won't be leaving you any time soon" I give him a half smile. He takes off his glasses, wipes his tears, and half smiles back at me... I went up stairs to get a blanket for Marcel. I found one and walked bsck down stairs, not looking where I was going and tripped. Just as I thought I'd hit the ground...someone caught me.....
I looked up and saw a really handsome, curly haired, green eyed boy in an army uniform. "I-I'm so sorry" I chuckled nervously. "It's okay" he smiled back, "I'm Harry" I smiled back and replied "I'm Lauren" "You cold?" Harry chuckled. "No no, it's not for me, it's for Marcel" I answered and walked into the living room as Harry followed. Immediately Harry dropped his bag and ran to Marcel. "What the hell happened?!" Harry asked worried. I looked at Marcel and Marcel looked at me. "Erm, there's this group of bullies that picked on Marcel because he was new here and didn't know anyone. They got physical with him and that's when I stepped in trying to help but they turned on me too...." I say quietly as I sit beside Marcel. "How many times has this happened?" Harry asked looking angry. "Three" Marcel sighed as he tried sitting up. "Have you gone to the principal?" Harry asked curiously. "Yeah...twice. And both god damn times he's done nothing! Can't you see how hurt Marcel is?!" I replied getting angry that the principal just accused us of trying to get them into trouble. "THREE?!" Harry snapped. Marcel nodded. "I'll be right back!" Harry grunted and stormed out the house. "Lauren go!" Marcel shouted as I got up and ran after Harry.
"Harry!" I yelled running after him. "Where are you going?" I asked panting. God he walks fast when he's pissed off. "To that f***ing school!" "Harry, I woudln't waste your breath on the principal, he's not worth it" I tried telling him. "He'll care when I'm done with him!" Harry snapped as he slammed the doors open and stormed to the principal's office. "Can I help you?" the principal asked Harry. "Yes, my brother is getting beaten up by some of your pupils and you've done nothing about it?" Harry asked with anger building up in his voice. "I'm sorry but there's no proof it was them" the principal replied without a care in his voice. "He has a witness!" Harry snapped pointing at me. "She's always had something against the group anyway!" Harry stormed behind the desk, grabbing the prinipal by his collar and pinning him up against the wall. "THAT'S MY BROTHER! DO SOMETHING OR I WILL!" Harry yelled and then dropped him. Harry grabbed my wrist and we left and went home....
