A party at the frat house

Chapter 9

Harry’s P.O.V

Have no idea why I told her to stay away from Marcel. I know it’s dangerous for him to get close to her. Huff I almost forgot about what happened with him three years ago. I know I’ve never cared about him but now I do, he has no one here but me. Yes he’s 4 minutes older than me and he used to be the older one, every one treated him like he’s 10 years older than me but after that day he needs someone to take care of him. If someone told me 2 years ago that Marcel would be a nerd I would probably laugh at them but yes it happened.

Marcel used to be the cute handsome guy that every girl falls in love with just by sight. And me, I used to be that bad boy who makes troubles to every part of his family. He drove me crazy, who do people love him that much and hate me, even before I made troubled they loved him, that’s what made me the person I am now. Covered with tattoos, sleeps with a different girl each night, yes and so what who cares about me anyway.

I didn’t care about how I look or smell but Marcel was always perfect, he looked perfect and smelled perfect everything about him was perfect. Everyone loved him but he only loved one girl. That stupid bitch Carley. They were also perfect. Although I didn’t like her from the start and I was right then, he loved her and they were so cute together.

No one could ever think she would be like that. Oh poor Marcel, it was his worst birthday. Seeing her cheering on him was the biggest shock, like he saw everything. He never touched her that way, he loved her not her body, but she needed someone to make her feel that way. What a bitch!! When she noticed his existence in her room she was shy that he saw her like that not because she was fucking someone else in front of her boyfriend.

 I know I never cared about Marcel before that day but I couldn’t be heartless with him, not anymore.

For the first time in my life I’m scared for him and actually for Sam, ugh that girl. I’m afraid it’s real, I may like her but No, it never happened before. I can’t be, or I wish I could be. Huffff, I didn’t need that in my life.

But Oh, what if Marcel liked her too? Of course she’d be happy with him but! Oh no please God I want her. He can’t win her. I need to make her mine but first let’s see what Marcel is Gonna do with her.

Samantha’s P.O.V

“Oh My God” my mouth falls open as Stacey tells me

“Yeah, Harry also told me that she was shy because Marcel saw her naked with that guy, she didn’t care that her boyfriend was watching her fucking that guy right before him” she says

“But why did she do that to him? I mean if he loved her and as you say was gonna purpose to her that day?”

“I don’t know, she’s really a bitch. I hate her even though I never met her” she picks her nails then continues “You didn’t see him those days, he was like Mr. Perfect”

“And you did?”

“Yes I saw some of his pictures. Wait I think I have some of them on my phone” she runs and sits next to my on bed.

“And here we have Mr. Perfect Styles” she gives me her phone then leans her back to the wall.

Oh My God, he looks so different. No glasses, No buttoned shirts, nothing of this but instead he’s wearing a tank top with jeans. His smile is so beautiful with his hair up. He really looks so perfect.

“Are you sure this is not Harry?” I ask her after seconds of staring at the picture

“Yeah, Harry had tattoos then. He got his first tattoo when he was 16 I guess and this picture was when they were almost 18. This picture was taken almost 4 years ago” she informs

“This means that he’s 22 now”

“Yeah”

“And he’s still in the first semester?”

“Yes” she hasn’t finished the story yet.

“Okay, what happened?”

“Didn’t you get bored? I need to sleep” she huffs

“No, I didn’t. Now tell then go to sleep”

“Okay. When Marcel saw Carley like that he got very mad. He was..” she stops

“Yeah?”