A party at the frat house

Chapter 7

"What do you want?" I ask him. He looks so serious

"We will talk here?" he raises a brow at me

"Yes. And if you don't talk right now I'll go inside."

"Okay. What happened between you and Marcel earlier today?"

"What makes you think something happened?"

"Answer my question first. What fucking happened between you two today?!"

"Nothing happened!! We just had our class together"

"You want to tell me that he's very quiet and silent today with no reason? Like hell something must has happened. Unless it's not you" he looks away then to the ground

"Look, I don't know what made him that quiet, unless.."

"Yeah?" he looks at me again

"We were talking and I spit coffee on my legs, then he wiped it with a tissue, that's all what happened with us today. But he was quite silent after this and went away so quick. I haven't seen him after that class"

"Now I understand." He says "Listen Sam, I told you before to stay away from him but now it's serious. You have to stay away from Marcel, it's better for you two" he has his hands in his pockets

"I told you before no to tell me what to do" I take a step towards him "And don't call me Sam!"

He rolls his eyes and walks away as I let out a long breath and go inside to finish the loads of work I have to do.

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For 5 hours I've been doing my work. Researches, Writing paragraphs and searching for information about 4 different topics. Is that what we do in college? Huff, I'm so tired. I think I'm gonna sleep till the next Monday. I can't believe we have all this work and we're still at the second day.

As I put my things on the disk and lie on my bed, the door opens and Stacey walks in.

"Stacey, where've you been since yesterday? I've sent you a message but you did not reply"

"Oh really, sorry, my phone was dead" She throws her bag to the floor and then herself on the bed"Anyway I was at Louis' yesterday, but I woke up tired today so I didn't attend my classes"

"You really look very tired. What were you doing?"

"You don't want me to answer that" she laughs

"Okay, okay. I understand" I join her

"What have you been doing since yesterday though?"

"Nothing but spending so much time on the Styles twins"

"Twins? You met Marcel?"

"You know him?" I ask her

"Yeah, everybody knows him. But how do You know him?"

"We take some classes together. But Harry tells me to stay away from him, I don't' understand why"

"If you want my advice you better do"

"Why is he that dangerous? Why do you all tell me to stay away from him? He's so polite and neat but he seems to be so shy of touching me"

"Wait, what? He touched you?" she looks so serious, what is the matter with Marcel!

"Yes. I spit coffee on my legs and he removed it. What's wrong with it? Even Harry finds it strange and an enough reason to stay away from him"

"Just wait! I've missed a lot" she runs and sits next to me on bed excited "Tell me everything I've missed. Now"

I tell her everything that happened since I met Marcel in that class, and the time when Harry came here, and the whole coffee spitting. There's something I don't understand about Marcel. I need to know that thing.

"Oh My God" she says and her mouth stays open

"Whaaat?! What I don't understand

"A lot. Marcel has a very long story"

"So? Can I know it?"

"I'm not sure what Harry would feel if I told you"

"Why?"

"Nobody know about that story"

"And you're an exeption for him?"

"No"

"Then how do you know about it?"

She leans her back to the wall

"Drunk Harry is the most honest person on earth"

I raise a brow at her

"Once Harry was too drunk so I took him to his house when he refused to let me go home and kept saying thigs I didn't understand until he told me the whole story of the Styles twins" she tells me

"So you slept with Harry before? That's how you know he's a good kisser" I mock her and she hits my head with a pillow

"Noo I just stayed the night at his place you bitch" she laughs "You still wanna hear the story?" she asks

"Yes"

"Okay, I'll tell you" she says