He'll never know (Larcel/Larry)

Chapter 1

*Marcel POV*

I walked out of the classroom and hurried to my locker to get my backpack and leave before everyone else gets there. I didn't want to deal with the mean comments right now, I was already late for work since school ends later on thursdays.

I started to walk towards the exit when I saw a familiar face walking towards me. I couldn't help but stare, he was so perfect, his light brown hair, blue eyes and thin pink lips. I just wanted to kiss them. "What are you staring at, faggot" he called out and woke me from my trance. "Nothing" I quickly replied and hurried out to my car.

Normally I would listen to music on the ride home, but today i just wasn't in the mood. Louis' words hurt me more than I realized, sure i was used to it but it still hurt, especially coming from Louis. Once I got home I changed from the clothes I was wearing to a white v-neck that showed my tattoos and some black skinny jeans. I washed the gel out of my hair and exchanged my glasses for lenses. It's amazing how much changing my clothes can change my behaviour.

Once I got to the little tattoo studio I finally relaxed again. I really love my job and it helps me keep my mind away from the bullies at school. Another great thing about the tattoo studio is that my only friend works here too. His name is Liam and he is the only one exept my family who knows about my two different personalities.

"Hey Marce" Liam greeted as I walked in. He was sitting behind the desk playing games on his phone. Even tough he looked pretty rough with his shades and tattoos he was very kind and easy to like. I looked around the studio to find out that there were no costumers there. Just as I sat down to start with some paperwork I heard the door open and then I froze.

"Excuse me I would like to get a tattoo" I heard a familiar voice saying. I looked up and met his blue eyes. I quickly got up from the chair and shook my head to make sure i wasn't imagining. "H-hello" I stuttered. After seeing the confused look on his face and realizing that he didn't recognize me i finally relaxed a little. "I'm Louis" He said holding out his hand looking at me expectantly. Just as I was about to panick I saw a flyer taped to the bulletin board behind him saying 'Harry's hotdogs'. "I'm Harry" I said shaking his hand.

He was actually really easy to talk to once both of us loosened a little. We discussed the tattoo for a while before he decided to get the words 'It Is What It Is' tattooed across his chest. He had a few tattoos from before so he was used to it by now. Once the tattoo was done he payed and thanked me before walking out of the studio.

"What just happened" I mumbled to myself before the door opened again. I looked up to se Louis standing there looking really nervous, wait what!? Why would he be nervous, I had never seen him nervous before. We both stood quiet for a while. "I was wondering if I could get your number so that we maybe can meet sometime" he said while avoiding my eyes. I couldn't help but smile. Louis Tomlinson wanted my number! "Sure, I'd love that" I said with newfound confidence. He smiled a genuine smile before handing me his phone, after adding myself as a contact and saying goodbye to Louis i decided to leave the studio. I had too much on my mind to be able to work right now.

I decided to stop for some food on my way home so once I got home I went to bed early efter doing my homework. Just as I was about to fall asleep a heard a buzzing noise coming from my nightstand. I looked at my phone and saw that I had a new message from Louis.

From: Louis

Hi Harry! I just wanted to make sure I got the right number //Louis

I smiled to myself, I didn't really know what to answer, so I answered awkwardly

To: Louis

Hi! Yeah this is my number

Then I turned my phone off so that i wouldn't be disturbed again and tried to go to sleep, but i just couldn't. I couldn't believe that I lied to Louis, what if he finds out, will he hate me even more than he already does?

I didn't get much sleep but when I woke up i realized that i was late for school so i quickly got dressed and gelled back my hair.

My first class was English and since Louis is in my class i was really worried about it, Louis is actually in a lot of my classes, which doesn't really help with either my crush or the bullying. Just as the clss was about to begin a blond guy walked in. "This is Niall, he is new here so be nice to him, please pick a seat Niall" Mr. Gabriels said. The only free seat was next to me, because no one wanted to sit there. I expected him to groan and complain, but he just smiled at me and reached out his hand "I'm Niall" He said with a irish accent. He actually didn't seem to mind sitting next to me. I looked at him surprised before shaking his hand "I'm Marcel". This really was a wierd week.

Hello! I know I'm not very good at this but please tell me what you think. Thank you for reading and if you have any ideas or suggestions please tell me!