My New Friend, Marcel

Chapter 9

The music started to play. Louis invited Ana to the dance floor, while I just sit there in silence.

"Hey, I'm gonna go dance. See ya there?" Ana said smiling at me.

"Y-Yeah.. sure" I tell her.

The rushed to the dance floor and there's still no sign of Marcel.

I looked at my watch and around the place.

"He said he'll just get some drinks.." I told myself.

I went outside on the front/main entrance, no sign of him. I went to the back door and hear some distorted voices.

I slightly opened the door and hear; "Stop hanging out with Y/N! She's mine! Only mine!" So that's why he's been gone! He's getting beaten up by Steve and his friends!

"HEY! LET GO OF HIM!" I shouted.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't my girlfr-" you cut him off and punched him in the face.

"Feisty little beast aren't ya, darling?" He said in a cheeky smirk.

"I'm not yours!-" I was cut off. He pulled me and made me kiss him! Ew!

Marcel walked away crying, thinking I kissed Steve back.

Steve let go of me and smiled. I ran to chase Marcel and find him.

I tried finding him in the food table, front entrance, dance floor, on our table, he wasn't there.

Until, I heard quiet sobbing in the back parking lot.

I walked towards the crying voice. "Hey," I said, giving him a cupcake from the food table. He scooted away from me and turned his head around crossing his arms.

"Come on... I didn't kiss him back you know." I laughed to make him feel better, but he didn't. "Come on, Marcel, what did I even do?!" I shouted angrily at him. He still didn't reply. "MARCEL, I AM TALKING TO YOU!" I shouted even louder. He looked really scared but angry at the same time, he finally replied back. "I don't want to fight with you, Y/N." 'Fight?! What does he mean "fight"?! I'm just trying to sort things out!' I told myself in anger.

"Marcel, I'm just trying to sort things through.." I tell him.

"S-Sort things out?! You think this is some k-k-kind of game?! You think I'm some kind of toy you can play with?!" He replied furiously. I never heard him this angry before.

"Did you become 'friends' with me just because I helped you with your driveway?! You became friends with me, because you thought if I could help with your driveway, I could help with all your other problems?! Well, I'm not like that!" he started bursting.

"I... I have feelings too!" his eyes started to blurr. "I can't believed I loved you!" he started crying more. He tried to walk away but I ran after him.

"Marcel.." I whispered. "I didn't and never thought of you like that!... Ever since you helped me with my driveway, I knew we'd become best friends! After weeks, I realize I actually like you! I really, really, like you." I smiled and tears started running down my cheeks. He wiped my tears and smirked. "I'm so sorry, Marcel.." I said and hugged him.

"I'm sorry too, Y/N, I really overreact sometimes.." he replied back.

"Sometimes?" I smiled and we both laugh. We headed back inside the place and we were just in time for the announcement for 'Prom King and Queen'

"And the winner, for prom king and queen is.." the hostess announced.

"Louis Tomlinson and Ana Parkins!" she shouted.

Our jaw dropped and me and Ana shouted. "Omg congrats!" I shouted excitingly at her. She was speechless! Correction, we* were speechless. She headed up stage and I high-fived Louis.

"Congrats, Lou!"

"Thanks."

They headed up and wore their sashes and crowns. "Let's give it up for the prom king and queen!" the hostess shouted. Everyone cheered, clapped and shouted for them.