Companionless || Larry Stylinson/Loucel AU

11

"Stay with me."

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Blue eyes shot up to my own in an instant. Disbelief written all over his perfect features. "Stay? With you? I- I don't understand."

What was there that he couldn't understand? "I don't want you going back to that excuse of a human, Stan. I'd rather you stay at mine." and I don't know what came over me, but I suddenly became desperate for him to accept my offer.

"Please."

Louis' eyes focused on his on feet against the tiles of our English classroom, "I can't- i can't pay you, i don't have anything to offer yo-"

"I'm not asking anything of you, I'm simply just giving you a place to feel safe, a roof over your head. I know I don't know you very well, or much at all, but I can't stand the thought of you feeling like Stan is your only option."

Louis stood in front of me, his eyes searching my own, as if he were trying to find any reason to be cautious. I don't blame him, especially after the shit he had to put up with because of Stan. He couldn't go back to him. I wouldn't allow it.

"Okay.." it was almost inaudible, but I heard it. I smiled, causing a ghost of one to appear on his on lips, seeing his eyes shining even just a little made a warmth spread through me. From my observing of Louis while he was with Stan, I realised his smiles never reached his eyes.

I kept my eyes on him while his shot to the door that roudy students had just walked through. Oh right, we were still in school, and it was only first period, still four more to go. Ugh.

"Okay." I tried hiding my satisfaction that he'd accepted. "meet me by my locker after school?"

"Yeah." He fidgeted with the hem of my over sized sweater he was wearing, he seemed to fidget under my gaze a lot. "and- thank you, Marcel." With that, he walked away, his head hung down as he walked to his next class.

A smile was still spread on my lips as I watched his petite form walk down the corridor, the other careless students surrounding him making him seem like a tiny, innocent little boy who should be kept away, protected from any type of evil or bad intentions people like Stan have upon him.

Who would ever want to hurt the boy with oceans as eyes and smiles that when are genuine, resemble the sun? I felt the need to protect him.

I decided to let my self be selfish but for what I hope are good intentions. For once, I let myself care about someone. For once, I'm going to give my best to protect someone I care about. And why? I'm not too certain myself, and I know I don't deserve to have anyone in my life who makes me feel warmth and makes me smile the way I do around him, but I was doing it for him.

Right? Only too protect him.

But then again, was I really doing this for him? Or for my own selfish reasons of numbing my pain, which while I was around him, seemed easier.

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I was shocked, yet relieved to see Louis sitting with Liam, Niall and Zayn when I walked into the cafeteria.

The blue eyed boy glanced up from the table while I was making my way over, and our eyes subtle met. He automatically put his head down shyly causing me to almost coo out loud.

"Hey Marcel, what took you so long?" Niall asked while nibbling on an apple that he barely had any interest in. He wasn't a fruit guy.

"I was day dreaming and missed half of the notes in bio, had to stay back and do it."

Zayn let out a snort. "You dress the part but your far from it, Marcy."

I rolled my eyes while the others laughed out loud in agreement, except Louis who was just staring at me in curiosity. I met his gaze and gave him a small smile, taking the only available seat across from him.

Seeing this shy Louis was a big contrast compared to the cocky one. I liked this one better. I wondered how this small boy was able to pull off the act.

Small talk was passed around our table and everything was good until Stan and his goons decided to stop by.

Louis visibly tensed and looked up at me for a split second, a look of fear in his pretty eyes. Liam sighed. "What do you want, Stan?"

"I think someone here has mistaken who they belong to. Louis? Have any idea who I'm talking about?"

Anger had been bubbling in me ever since he made his presence clear, the images of him holding Louis against the concrete wall, using a knife as intimidation against the small boy.

I could feel the glares of the other boys on Stan, while Louis held his stare on his feet, not daring to meet Stan's eye.

"Louis you fucki-"

A glare wasn't enough for me. I stood from my seat, reaching my full high, finally being able to stand over him.

Stan laughed. "Aw look at this, the nerd finally found some courage." He spat, making his goons behind him laugh. "Your just a looser, no one here cares about what you have to say, Marcel. Fuck off out of here."

I was fuming. I carefully took my glasses off, feeling the stares of every individual in this cafeteria. My gaze went back to Stan, giving my my most deathly glare, and recognition flashed in his eyes.

"You!" He accused. "N-no!" He wasn't looking so tough anymore.

We were face to face, and I inched closer until only he would be able to hear me.

"I thought you understood me loud and clear last night, Stan. You ever even lay your eyes in his direction, I will make sure you regret it." Stan stood still, not daring to move. "You think you can use a knife to threaten him? To get what ever you want? Wait until you mess up, see what I threaten you with. Sound fair?" With that I took a step back and gave him a tight lipped smile. Stan violently shook his head as in yes, it does sound fair. I clapped my hands, bringing nerdy Marcel back.

"Great. It's settled then!" I took my seat back at our table and took a sip of my water, feeling the gaze of everyone around my on my calm self yet ignoring it. I almost laughed at everyone's baffled expression.

Stan and his goons shuffled away and I watched with a small smirk. Mess with someone your own size next time.

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I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry! I know it's been so long since I updated! A year? I'm not sure, just too long. I just haven't been as obsessed over larry as I used to be and I'm actually disappointed in myself? Feel free to growl me in the comments, or help me become the crazy obsessed girl I used to be. Sorry again! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I forgot how much I love writing!

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