His Friend

Mikey meet Marcel

It's been a week since I found out about Abby and I haven't talked to Marcel too. Louis knew I didn't like her so he didn't say a thing about it. Other than that life has been good, I went to the gym with Liam and let me tell you, he lifts a lot. I can't really lift, I'm to weak.

My legs are strong though, I've been a dancer since I was like 3 years old. Back in America I went to a dance studio and I took these private classes (mostly ballet) with my friend Mikey, he was my partner in crime for dance. He is the only person I know that won't drop me if I'm dancing with him. I've known his for almost my whole life.

I miss his so much, he was the only one that wasn't there when I left to come here. I think I've talked to him only about 3 times, he told me he was trying out for so you think you can dance, we had also had the thought of trying out together. I don't think it will happen this year so we might try next year.

But anyways enough about that. Louis is out at a meeting and I'm really hungry, Typical teenage girl.

"Kit-Kat, I'm back from my meeting and I brought back food."
I hear Louis yell

"YASSSSSSS, I'm so hungry"

"That's what you get for not eating breakfast and don't ever say Yaaasss again please."

"Well I'm not a breakfast person and okay, it's stupid to say in the first place."

After eating a lot of Chinese food Louis went upstairs and had to make a phone call, while I grab a cup of milk and sat on the couch watching Pretty little liars. I have all the seasons on dvd.

As I'm about to sit down the doorbell rings.

"Urrggg I was just about to sit down."

As I walk to the door I drink the rest of my milk and put the cup on a ledge near the door. As soon as I'm at the door and I open it, my face goes pale and my hands cover my mouth.

"MIKEY!" I scream while jumping up in his arms.

"Hey girly, how have you been" Mikey, my brown haired, brown eyed, 6 foot friend says.

"Ive been good, what are you doing here, how did you get here, why did you come here?"

"Well Louis took your phone and got my number and then called me from his phone and then arranged for me to come to the uk, I'm like your early Christmas gift."

"LOUIS THANK YOU FOR BRING MY BESTIE BACK. LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU AGAIN." I yell

"YOUR WELCOME" he yells back

"Well come in, Louis has an extra guess room so I'll make him put your bags in there."

"Thanks princess."

"You still have my nick-name, God I have like 3 nick-names"

"Well I no Lou's nick name but those the other."

"Kitty Kat, from my friend Marcel."

"Well where is this Marcel then?"

"Well, I don't know if you'll meet him anytime soon, we had a fight about something."

"Let me guess, he lied about have another friend which was a girl and y'all had a fight about it!"

"H-how?"

"Louis"

"I'm going to kill him"

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It was now later in the afternoon, around dinner time. Mikey and I are making some homemade pizza. He's making a cheese one and I'm making a pepperoni and cheese pizza, it's out favorite meal together. Zayn and Liam are over the house and they have both met Mikey and approved of him. Now we are waiting on Harry and Niall, the boys are going to watch the football game (soccer) and I'm freaking out because I don't know if Harry is bringing Marcel with him.

And after I think that the door bell rings.

"COME IN" I say to lazily to get up and open the door.

"Hey guys, I brought Niall and Marcel" Harry come in with the 2 other boys.

"Hey guys"

As the boys walk past me, Marcel looks at me and gives me a nod saying hello. I just wave back.

"Is that Marcel?" Questions Mikey

"Yeah, don't be mean."
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"GO GO GO, SCORE" all of the boys yell fom the living room.

I could hear them through my headphone that are on full blast. Mikey was sitting next to me on his phone, every once in a while showing me a funny picture. Marcel on the other kept on looking over at us two, giving me a nice look and then would give a death glare over toward Mikey. Well guess who's not a fan. My phone dings telling me I got a text.

MARCEL

Hey Kitty Kat can I talk to you upstairs?

KATIE

Why? The last time we talked was when you were yelling at me.

Marcel

I know and I'm sorry, I just want to talk to you. Alone.

Katie

Okay fine give me a minute, I'll meet you up in my room.

As soon as Marcel gets up so do I but I head to the kitchen to get a glass of water then I make my way up to the stairs.