Opposites attract

Makayla: Beautiful. Popular. Every guy's dream girl. The girl all girls envy. But Makayla isn't the typical rude, snobby, fake popular girl, in fact she is the opposite. She is caring, sweet and charming.
Marcel: Nerd. Shy. Keeps to himself. The #1 bully victim, that is until Makayla saved him.
Soon, these two are the best of friends who tell each other everything. Makayla sees Marcel isn't who he claimed he was. Well not completely. She always found him adorable and cute on the inside and out, but suddenly when he makes a change in his appearance everything is just hot. Once these two date and fall in love, things happened that weren't supposed to. One of them ends with a broken heart.


9. The Make over

Makayla's POV

Now, just because we went on a date, doesn't mean we are a couple, even though I want us to be. I should probably ask him out. But I hope he does. I was currently doing my homework and then texting Marcy.

' So, there's a carnival downtown, and I was wondering, if maybe you would like to come with me tonight. Since we both had fun last week at the movies?' He texted. I smiled from ear to ear.

I really love spending time with Marcel. He always makes me laugh and forget about some issues or stuff. He is just a great guy. There is no question about it, he's awesome. And it hurts me more than anything to see him getting picked on, when no one knows the real him.

' Yes! I would love that! Thank you!' I replied. ' why are you saying thank you? I should be the one saying it.' He replied. ' whatever lets both say thank you out loud." I joked. ' done.' he replied. 'lol' I said before we said our goodbyes.

When I was finished my math homework, that I struggled on for about an hour, I took a shower. When I was done that, I walked to my room in my towel. I chose black skinny jeans and a green and white tank. I put my combat boots on as well. I pulled my hair in a pony tail, and put light make up on. I was watching T.V, since it was only about 3:30 and we would probably leave at 5 or something, when I got a text, that made me jump.

'Hey, do you mind coming over? To help me pick things out?' It said. I smiled. ' You don't have to ask me to come over at all, Marcy.' and with that, I got in my car and drove to his house. I went to knock, but it was pulled open before I got the chance to.

" Hey, Marcy!" I said hugging him. " Hey, Kay! That rhymed." He giggled at the end. I laughed at his weirdness. " Okay, so what did you want, exactly?" I asked. He grabbed my arm and pulled me upstairs. Of course, I got butterflies when he touched me. He sat me on his bed and he sat next to me. " Okay, so, since we went on a... date, last week, I want to fit in. Since you are beautiful and popular, I need to fit in with you." He began. I blushed when he said beautiful.

I stood up and backed away once I realized something. He gave me a concerned look. " A-are you just u-using me? To get popular?" I asked, unsure of my question. He shot up form his bed and widened his eyes. " No! Makayla! No. I swear im not! Please don't leave." He begged. "okay. Just asking." I said, smiling because of how much he wanted me. " don't ever ask something like that. Or even have thoughts like it. That's the last thing I'd ever do." He said and pulled me in for a bone crushing hug.

" Okay back to what you were saying." I said and sat down. " Okay. So I don't want to look like a nerd anymore. I want to change for you. My cousin, Harry has clothes here, so I need your help with the fashion, or whatever." He said. " Marcy, I love the way you look. To me, its very... adorable and...attractive." I began and blushed. He blushed to. " I will only help you if this is what you truly want. I don't want you to change because of me." I added. He nodded happily. "This is what I want." he said and smiled excitedly.

" Okay this is his room he used to be in." He said and pointed to the closet where his clothes were. " Okay, sit." I said and looked through the clothes. " He's got some hot clothes." I said admiring them. He hmphed and crossed his arms. I giggled and turned around and sat on his lap, with one leg on each side of him. He was still frowning. I kissed his forehead. But still nothing. " You're hotter, though." I said and before I could go on, he pulled me in for a hug and kissed me. After about 5 minutes of making out, he pulled away. " The make over." He said back on topic. I groaned and he chuckled.

" Okay, first take a shower while I pick the clothes out." I said and he nodded, running to the bathroom. I walked to the closet, looking through the clothes, when I decided on a black V-neck and black skinny jeans. hey looked his size, so he'll look good. I looked over at the mirror and noticed a stash of Ray bans. I pulled one out of the rack, and admired them. I put them on the outfit, and headed to his room to get him boxers. Im so cheeky.

 I rummaged through the drawers and found the boxer drawer. I grabbed a pair and went back to the room. I put them there to. I pulled out white converse from the bottom of the closet, and put them on the ground next to the outfit.

Finally, He came back, with just a towel wrapped around his waist. I admired his toned torso, making me mentally drool. I bit my lip, and he chuckled. " So this is the outfit- YOU WENT THROUGH MY BOXERS!" He screamed, embarrassedly. " Yup!" I said proudly, but jokingly. "Ugh!" He groaned and face palmed, since he was blushing. " Its fine! We are already so close." I said and then walked out the room, leaving him to get changed.

"You done in there?" I called from behind the door. " I look so weird." He said back. I walked in and gaped at him. He had the whole thing on. My mouth fell to the floor. " Id it that bad?" He questioned. "NO! You look amazing!" I squealed. " Damn." I bit my lip and checked him out. Making him blush. "Don't do that, you'll give me a boner." He groaned, making me laugh my arse off.

" Okay, turn around." I ordered. "why?" He asked. " So I can check your ass out." I said in a duh tone, making him laugh. He turned around and shook his bum, making me laugh, and then jokingly slap his bum. " Did you just slap my bum?" He asked. " Yerp." I laughed. He laughed so hard I thought he was going to pee. " Okay, first of all.." I said ruffling his hair a bit to make it look more natural. It was really curly, I loved it. " I love your hair." I gushed. " I love yours too?" He said chuckling a bit.

He was looking in the mirror. " Marcy?" I called out. "Hmm?" He hmmed. " You're going to have all the girls." I said.

Marcel's POV

I just want Makayla. Nobody else. Just her. " There is only one girl that I would like to have." I said looking down at my clothes. When I looked up she almost looked disappointed. " Well, anyone would be lucky to have you, Marcy. " She said, hugging me. I smiled into her hair. She'll find out its her tonight. If it goes well, im going to gather every bit of confidence in me and ask her to be mine. I hope it doesn't ruin anything.

" Crap! Its time to go!" I said. She giggled at my sudden outburst. " Yayyy!!!! I cant wait! This is going to be so fun, Marcy!" She squealed. I grabbed her hand, and we walked out to the car.

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