He's dangerous [COMPLETE]

"Who's that?" I asked, eyeing the mess of curls that downed yet another drink.

"Oh, that's Marcel. He used to be the biggest nerd in school. One day something inside of him snapped and completely changed. He got a bunch of tattoos and beat up every kid who bullied him. Stay away from him, he's dangerous." She spoke as he looked over at me.

I tried to stay away, but despite how he had changed, he was the one thing that could keep me from failing Algebra. I didn't want to spend time with him but I had to.

Will it stay as a simple tutor?
Or will their be more going on then tutoring?


21. the perfect night

Marcels POV


I felt so bad for breaking my promise but that guy is the devils spawn. If she knew the reason I came at him, she would be glad I hit him. I just don't want to tell her because freaking her out is the last thing on my mind.

"Babe, trust me. He deserved the hit, I would have never broke my promise if there wasn't a damn good reason!" I whispered in her ear, her tears soaking through my shirt. I felt her head slightly nod as I smiled, pressing my lips against the top of her head.

"Come on, get changed I have the perfect night planned..." i smiled, tilting her head up as her soft lips were pressed to mine. She nodded, pulling away as she stood up. I was ushered out of her room, waiting outside the door as bags began to rustle.

I smiled to myself, anticipating tonight. I had gone off into dream land, the door opening breaking my focus. My eyes widened, looking over Ella in awe.

"To casual?" She giggled as I shook my head, a grin playing at my lips.

"Perfect!" I smiled, taking her hand in mine. She looked stunning. I astonished me how she could make something so simple and plain look so....whats the word? Beautiful?

My smile widened as we walked down stairs, her worn out white converse emitting deep sounds throughout the floor boards. I admired her before she turned to look at me.

"What are you staring at?" She giggled, blushing as she already knew the answer coming.

"You." I replied, a cheeky smile pulling at my moist lips. Her cheeks reddened farther, the crimson red brightening her already tinted cheeks.

"You cheeky bastard!" She laughed, playfully batting her hand across my arm as I chuckled. We hadn't had to walk very long before we arrived at...wait for it...are you ready? Are you positive? We arrived at the fair. Yeah, not that special but the small things can have more meaning than something large and extravagant. 

She gasped, her eyes as wide as saucers as she looked in admiration at the scene before us.

"I might have to take you back home, it seems like you love this fair more then me!" I teased, sticking my tongue out as she pouted, both of us chuckling. She gripped my hand, moving closer to me as her head rest on my shoulder. 

It was truly a beautiful sight. We walked through the entrance, buying our wristbands as I helped connect Ellas. Once the water gun game came into sight, Ella was no longer by my side. Instead she was jumping up and down, shoving her wrist in the mans face as he looked mortified at her. I chuckled, trying to hold in a larger laugh. I loved how she had the personality of a little kid, it definitely kept a person entertained.

The guy told her which seat to sit at which was coincidentally the farthest from his station. She seemed not to notice as she took her spot. I walked up to the area, lifting my wrist to show the guy. he slightly winced, most likely afraid that I would shove my wrist in his face.

"Are you with her?" He asked, looking over at the very excited Ella. I chuckled, nodding my head as he gave me a look of sympathy.

"Good luck!" He said as a sudden burst of anger burst through me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm as my fists clenched beside me.

"Shes crazy! Good luck trying to keep up with her! I feel bad for you!" The guy spoke, no shame in his voice. My lips began turning white with pressure. Nobody talks about my girlfriend like that. I fisted the top of his shirt in my hands, pulling him close as people around me gasped.

"Wanna say that again?" I challenged, my voice noticeably deeper. I felt an arm try to pull me back and out of the corner of my eye I saw Ella standing there, looking scared. I took a deep breathe, remembering how she doesn't like when I hurt people. I pushed the guy back, rolling my eyes as I took Ella's hand, sitting beside her.

"Babe?" She asked, her tone demanding yet soft.

"He was being mean towards you...I was just defending my girlfriend!" I smiled as she blushed at the mention of the word.

Instead of being mad she thanked me, aiming her gun as the last people filled up the spinning chairs.

"Ready...set...go!" The guy spoke, a bell ringing as I pushed down on the trigger. Water began shooting from my gun, straight into the bull-eyes as the balloon lifted farther and farther up. I heard the bell ring, signaling the end as I sighed. I didn't wi-, wait hold that thought! The guy nervously ushered me over as Ella congratulated me.

I smiled, walking over as the guy took a few steps back.

"What would you like?" He asked, gesturing around towards the small booth. I looked over at Ella, her eyes focused on a large stitch stuffed animal. I silently chuckled, asking the guy of I could have that. He nodded, quickly getting it down and handing it to me. I thanked him, handing it to Ella as her eyes gleamed with love.

"Thank you!" She spoke, a smile on her lips as a kiss was pressed to the corner of my lips. Tease. The damn thing was almost as tall as her. Her back was arched, leaning back as she attempted to walk straight forward with the thing. I laughed, playfully rolling my eyes as I stopped her.

"Get on my back!" I smiled as her eyes widened.

"No, no. I don't want to have you lug me around..." She began before I cut her off.

"No, no, please I've carried things much heavier than you. Babe you're light as a feather!'' I spoke, holding her hand as mine as she nodded, walking over behind me. I told her to put stitch on the ground as she nodded, setting him down. I bent down and seconds later I felt her jump onto my back.

I took my hands, wrapping them around her thighs as I bumped her up. I told her to hold on tight as I let go, bending over to pick up stitch. She thanked me, taking his ears in her hands as it dangled in front of me.

I continued walking as her head rest on my shoulder. It felt like we were the only people in the world, no matter how cheesy that sounds.

If only she knew what I had planned for the rest of the night.


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hey guys. sorry for the short chapter but im stuck for what to write. im really tired to...

anyways i start school on the 27th so when that comes I wont be updating as frequently as I usually do so please dont complain about that.

Uh..........I dont know what else to say.

What did Dylan say that ticked Marcel off?

What does Marcel have planned for the rest of the night?

Will Dylan make a dramatic comeback?

Will something tragic happen that night? ;)



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