"No one cared? I CARED! I ALWAYS CARED MARCEL!" "It's Harry!" He yelled back. "I don't care what your name is! I don't care what you look like! You will ALWAYS be Marcel to me!" I couldn't help, but cry. "Rose please don't cry." "We were best friends Marcel! You didn't even tell me!" He hugged me and I shoved him off. "Just go home. I need some time alone." "I've left you alone for the past 4 years. I'm not leaving you again." I was starting to get mad. "Exactly! You've been gone for 4 years, so why'd you even come back?!" "Because I love you!" "Just go home Harry." He looked hurt. "I thought I was Marcel to you." "Now you want me to call you Marcel? You are driving me nuts! GO HOME!" I screamed. He sighed and left. I neatly put everything back in the box and slid it under my bed. It's 3:00 and I'm starving. I ordered a pizza and ate it while watching reruns of old tv shows. Everything is reminding me of Marcel. I should text him and apologize. I grabbed my phone and he was calling me. "Hey...I was just about to text you." "I'm sorry rose...for everything. Can I come over? I want to talk to you." I smiled and said, "you are always welcome here."
