Larcel Stylinson~ Lost Love

~Chapter 5: ~

Louis' P.O.V

After walking into the house, I asked Marcel if he wanted anything to drink or eat. Getting him a glass of water he sat down at the island, placing his bag onto it gently.

"Your house is beautiful, Louis." He spoke up as I sat next to him, he took a sip of his water and looked around the kitchen.

"Thank you, would you give me a minute?" I asked as soon as Lottie called for me. I went up the stairs taking two at a time, before walking into her open bedroom.

"Have you called mum? She would get angry if she came home and saw a boy here." She spoke softly as she swiped her thumb across her phone screen. My eyes widened and I quickly ran back down stairs for my phone. She was right even though mum was never actually home she would be furious if she saw Marcel in the house without me asking.

"I am gonna have to lie to my mum okay?" Marcel nodded and gave me a nervous smile. Dialing the number as fast as I could I flashed a quick smile to Marcel before hearing her pick up.

"What do you need Louis?" Mum spoke in a hushed tone, as I heard a door closing on the other side.

"I was wondering if I can bring a friend over because I need help in Maths. He is my tutor basically..." I heard a deep sigh before a long silence fell.

"If I come home and you aren't studying Lou, you're in trouble." I nodded my head before realizing she couldn't see me.

"Yes ma'am we'll be studying mum, promise... " I spoke quietly not trying to anger her more.

"I want to speak to him." She snapped, I looked up at Marcel and he raised an eyebrow. "She wants to talk to you.." His small smile fell as I gave him the phone slowly.

"H-hello?" He stuttered nervously. "My n-names Marcel.... We just need to w-work on Orthogonal vector equations." My eyes widened at the big term he used. "Yes, ma'am. Goodbye." He handed the phone back to me and twirled his thumbs together.

"He can stay." Was all I heard before the line went dead. I put my phone away and sat down at the island.

"Well that was a roller coaster. Sorry about that, she can be really strict sometimes." He simply nodded his head and pulled out a massive text book from his bag. "Do your parents know you're here?" I asked, noticing he hasn't called anyone.

Marcel's P.O.V

"I sent my mum a text when you were upstairs, she said it was fine." I opened the text book to a random page and gestured to Louis to take out his notebook. "We told your mum we were gonna study, so gotta make it look like we're studying, yeah?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows, he nodded his head in return. As Louis looked at the page to copy down some notes I couldn't help but look at his tattoo's. There was one in particular that caught my attention, on the outer side of his wrist there was a rope tied into a knot but it broke on the inner side of his wrist.

"I have more, you know." Louis spoke up, I didn't realize he stopped writing. "There are a couple on my chest and some on my ankles. Would you like to see?" He asked gesturing to pull his shirt off.

"Uh.. N-no it's okay..." I quickly muttered out, quickly looking down at the textbook. I heard a chuckle escape him as he continued writing, after about 5 minuets passed he looked at the finished notes and smiled over at me.

"So what do you like to do for fun Marcy?" I raised my eyebrows at the nickname, my mind going blank. Whenever someone asks me questions about myself, my mind goes completely blank and I forget every aspect of myself.

"Well I mostly spend my time on the internet, but I also play video games and sing. What about you?" I responded, before asking him the same.

"I draw, play footie, sing, play video games, and I also live my life on the internet. What's your favourite colour?" It was like playing 21 questions.

"Orange, you?" I responded immediately.

"Dark red. If you could go any place in the world, where would you go?" He actually looked interested in this information so I decided to continue going along with it. We continued asking each other questions learning new things about each other. I've learned his parents divorced when he was younger and he took on the dad figure in their house, besides the fact his mother remarried. He took care of his little sisters when his mother was at work and often had Lottie help. I told him about my sister Gemma, my mother, and my step father. Though we didn't look alike or act alike we had a lot in common.

A/N sorry guys! I kind of forgot my password for a while. I'm so sorry this chapter is short I just wanted it to be up and out there for you guys!