Beat Still

Chapter 56: Beat Still

FINAL CHAPTER (part 2/4)

(probs refer to ch.13 if need to)

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*Marcel's Pov*

"I miss Zaynie." I pouted, looking up at Louis as he handed me my cup of lemonade.

He nodded sincerely as I sipped sadly,"Me too, love. I wish he could have come."

I sighed again, looking around at the party. Well, more of a get together I suppose. Our families have all pulled together and came to Louis' house, because it was the biggest, to cheer the boy's for getting through on X-Factor.

Zayn's mum, cousin, and sisters stopped by earlier and explained that he was busy taking care of something at school, and he may come by later. I really hope he does.

Now that it was getting late in the evening, the parents have decided they that would all go out to dinner together so that we could have our own fun...

Which to Louis meant,'Jump Marcel as soon as his parents left the room.'

"Lou..." I mumbled, his lips sloppily covering mine,"Louis." I tried again.

He groaned and took my bottom lip between his teeth. He was not going to let up, was he? I rolled my eyes and put my hands on his shoulders, successfully pulling him into me for a proper snog.

I closed my eyes as our lips enveloped each other. They carefully traced over his gently, and then roughly as things began to heat up. I gave his pink pout one last smooch before pulling away, leaving Louis slightly less unsatisfied.

"We are supposed to be downstairs...with everyone. Party, remember?" I reminded him with a smirk. He rolled his eyes, buttoning back up my white shirt and tying my navy bow tie. I may have gotten a bit over dressed.

No, you look fantastic!

I'm also wearing loafers and black dress pants.

Kay, maybe we over did it just a tad.

"Well come on then." He took my hand and swiftly pulled me up from the bed, leading me down the stairs where we received cheers from the boys.

Niall handed us each a beer, and pushed us into the huddle.

"We were just toasting to you, Marcel." Niall winked as Harry threw an arm around the blonde lad, smiling just as wide.

My eyes widened at his statement,"Me?"

"Of course, mate. If it weren't for you, where would we be?" Liam put in, only slurring a little considering he was pissed drunk.

"Alright then, raise your glasses." I decided that the only way to avoid being cheered to would be to lead the toast myself.

"I just wanted to say that I-" I was cut off by the doorbell ringing, not once, but three times.

I gasped thinking it must be Zaynie. I looked to Louis who sent me an amused look and strolled to the door, slowly I might add.

"Well, don't be too eager!" I called after him, making him stick his tongue out at me and shake his bum tauntingly.

Well if that was supposed to upset me, he was moving in the opposite direction...

I listened to the click of the unlocking door and waited, not so patiently, to pounce on Zayn.

"Hello boys, celebrating are we?"

Well that does not sound like Zaynie at all. In fact, that almost sounded like...

"Yes. Now go away." Louis tried to slam the door, but she caught it. Quick reflexes.