Never Good Enough (Marcel/Harry Styles Fanfic)
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  • Reads 3,278
  • Votes 164
  • Parts 11
  • Time 2h 3m
Ongoing, First published Jul 20, 2013
She never loved me the way I loved her. She never felt the same way I felt about her.  All because I always found myself more comfortable wearing "nerdy" clothes. Always ended up on honor roll, and always kept to myself. Now after a simple rejection, I'm somehow a teen sensation. I've left everything about my past behind. Even her. But what do I do, when fate takes over, and we bump into each other, after so many months?    Marcel, now known as Harry Styles, feels more then enough distrust towards the girl he used to love, more then he knew he could feel. What happens when one of his band mates take a fancy towards her, and Harry sees her more then he would like.   Add emotions from the past, and a dash of jealously. What do you have?  A love story.
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"What's your name, love?" The unknown man breathed huskily into my ear. My eyes widened as his lips attached to my neck. I gasped at the feeling. He sucked lightly at the skin under his soft lips. I was frozen to the spot in the empty hallway. The small chattering from the kitchen could still be heard as the pain intensified on my neck. "So, what's your name again?" He asked, his lips brushing against my neck, which made me shiver. "U-uh, M-Marcel." I stuttered nervously. Hit bit down harshly on my neck and I winced in pain. I wanted to push him away but I just couldn't bring myself to move at all. "When your mum introduced me I never got your name. You look adorable with those glasses and that vest." He whispered and placed a light kiss on the bruised area. I closed my eyes briefly but opened then back up to get a glance at him. His piercing blue eyes stared back at me. His hair was up and slightly shifted to the side and he was fit. But why was he doing this to a nerd like me? Doesn't he see how ugly I am? He cupped my cheek with one hand and the other on the back of my thigh. "Don't think differently about yourself, babe." He walked away right after he ran his fingertips over my crotch lightly. "I'll be seeing you again." He stated, before walking away from me.