Crazy about her (Marcel fanfiction)

chapter 8: falling and slightly failing

We spent almost everyday of the next few weeks together. We had taken turns driving to school, with my reluctantcy when she drove. When I drove, I spent the majority of the day worrying about my car.

We spent most days in my studio or at my house.

She still blushed everytime I caught her looking at me for long periods of time. I thought it was cute. She never stared with hate or disgust, only admiration or maybe curiousity. Almost every time she realized she was, she would mutter something under her breath. When I asked what, she avoided the question and changed the subject.

I knew she would never like me as more than a friend. She was just a good person, who enjoyed me as a friend. I was lucky to have her as a friend. I refused to jinx this. I wasn't going to risk what I had. I was pretty much born in the friend zone.

I frowned at the thought. Depressing really. I mean I had accepted the fact that I would probably never have a girlfriend let alone get married. I would never 'lose my virginity', clearly no children becuase we all know what you have to do to get a child. I pretty much accepted that I was forever alone.

I wasn't happy with that, obviously. Who would be. But it us what it is.

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"Marcel, you have been hanging out with Ava a lot lately. Is there...ya know.. Something going on?" My mum interupted my thoughts about the wretched friend zone.

"Ummm. Noooo. She doesn't like me like that. And I am fine with that."

"I don't believe that. Do I have to buy you.. UM. 'protection' for you know what?" WHAT?!?! MUM STOP!

"Mum, I am going to walk away and pretend that didn't just come out of your mouth." I proceeded along to the stairs," I don't like her ANYWAYS."

"yeah, and pigs fly hunny. Yes you do. You talk about her in your sleep." She blaintly added.

Nope. Nope. Nope.  I wouldn't respond. I will not let her win. I will just walk away and prove to her that she is wrong. Nope.

I turned on my heels. I couldn't help it. "I do not! I mean there's no way! Last night I dreamt about art and the night before I dreamt about a talking cat," I took a breath, " how does that even slightly relate to Ava?"

"Defensive. I heard what I heard sweetheart. I am not saying your obsessed with her, jeez.  I used to dream about boys my age when I was your age. It's normal. I just think you like her.  It's fine.  I will drop it." she smiled apologeticly in my direction. Then returned to the kitchen.

Oh. Boy.

I needed to get out of the house. I had no where to go. So I guess I will just walk until I get bored. Or maybe until I run out of things to think about.

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Later that night I decided to call Ava. We decided to stay home that day, due to the fact that we havnt spent much time with our families. I agreed. I didn't see my mum much as it is. So today was supposed to be good. Boy, was I wrong.

Ring. Ring.

"HEYLO! Marcel, I have Missed you horribly! This is not what I wanted when I said we should have a family day!" she chirped.

"You're telling me! My Mum wanted to buy me condoms!" I chuckled to her, "what was wrong with you? "

"Omigawd! Our parents are in cahoots. My mom wanted to have the birds and bees talk." she gasped.

She had said that she was a senior and knew all about that junk. And how she didn't like me like that. Shocker.

And that's how the night went. Complaining about our mothers devious plans.

The more she talked and giggled, the more I realized I had feelings for her. More than just friend feelings.

Those feelings would be the death of me. I swear.

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Hey sorry it's short and a little boring. Not a lot of time :/

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-A.B <3