Irresistible (Marcel/Harry Styles Fanfic)

Irresistible (Marcel/Harry Styles Fanfic)

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It was 2005. I had just started high school and every thing was going great. I had already made loads of friends. I was so happy. I then saw a boy. He had glasses that were far too big for his face and his tie was almost strangling him. I think he was the school nerd or something even though he just started school...I know , I can be very stereo-typical. It's not like I'm the only one. But I did feel sorry for this. And to be honest, he was kind of cute, but I'm not giving up my reputation that I've built on my. I don't have time for him. Selfish? Maybe. *5 years later* "It's Marcel." Omg. This guy can't be Marcel. Not the nerd from year 7. Surely it can't be...I mean, he is like really hot now. That's not the Marcel I know... Keep it cool Steph. Do not freak him out with your weirdness. Deep breaths... Does Steph like him? Does he like her? Is there danger? Read on and find out!
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EXCERPT: I scoffed and waved my hands in the air dramatically in ickiness. Eeww it Smells like tuna!!!! I gagged and looked up. MARCEL HARRY STYLES "You fucking little cunt!!! You have four damn eyes use them before I pull them out with my bare hands idiot!!!" I threatened "look what you did!!! It's zayns sweater fucking bloody hell!!!" I shouted. Sam came over with napkins and helped me clean it. "I-I'm sorry. I was erm distracted" he studdered and tried to help me clean up the food off the hoodie "No shit Sherlock!" I snapped and I felt the entire schools populations eyes on me. Fuck I grabbed a Gatorade from the table nearby which I'm sure was some kids but he'll I'll pay for it later. I took matters into my own hands and poured the Gatorade onto his curly head. You would've thought he would have winced or curled into a ball but nope he just stood there and took what had him coming. Everyone began to laugh and point and I'm sure he's experienced this thousands of times before.

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