My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as your...
*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I...
The boy with the swallows and the green eyes is hidden beneath knitted sweaters and big lies. Will one dare change everything?
Crystal, Marcel Styles daughter, finally grew up. What will happen next?
**COMPLETED** Marcel and Mae have been friends for awhile. But things change when he kisses her. DONT READ THIS IS SUCKS :)
