The Makeover

Darcy's your typical popular girl. She's part of the drama club and she's the most known girl in school. She likes to party and have a good time with her friends. Marcel on the other hand your typical geek. He's part of the science and math club and he's the most bullied kid in school. He likes to stay at home where no one can hurt him.

What happens when Darcy gets paired up with Marcel on a school project and later gets dared to give him a makeover? Will Marcel break from his shell or will he never change?

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Marcel's POV

"You look absolutely beautiful." I looked into Darcy's eyes through the mirror just admiring how beautiful she really was. She was truly flawless. Perfect.

"Thanks Marcel." Darcy turned and she had to stand on her tip toes just to reach my shoulders. A small laugh escaped my lips as I watched her struggle to get to my height.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me." She pouted playfully.

"Why not? It's kinda cute." I didn't even stop myself as I spoke.

"Cause it reminds me of a old friend. He would always tease me because of my height."

"Harry! Give it back!" Darcy groaned as she tried to jump for her diary.

"C'mon Darc. Just let me read a page or twenty. Let me know your deepest darkest secrets." I turned around and started flipping through the pages not actually reading it.

"Harry don't you dare read a single word." She warned.

That sparked my curiosity. "What's so important that's written in here? Maybe I should read it just to see what you're hiding."

I flipped back to the first page and started to skim over the words. Nothing to exciting in the first bit. Until I got farther into it.

'When Harry and I kissed' was the title. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.

I felt the diary being ripped from my hands.

"Harry! How could you?" Tears brimmed Darcy's round eyes. She stood there waiting for my response but I didn't know what to say. I was stuck.

"I really thought you were different Harry, but you're just like every other boy. Immature and useless."

My eyes blinked a couple times as I relived the memory. I looked down at her as she stared at me, puzzled by my behavior. 

"Lets get some lunch, yeah?" I spoke fast. Darcy nodded head, shrugging me off.

I stood there for a second before Darcy spoke. "Marcel, I need to change." Her voice startled me and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Oh ya, sorry." I quickly got out of the dressing room feeling quite embarrassed. That could've turned out really bad. 

I waited patiently for Darcy at the entrance of the store while she paid for clothes. 

Once Darcy had finished paying, she skipped up me happily. 

"All done?" I asked. She nodded her head before linking our arms together. 

"Food court here we come!" 

Darcy's POV 

I sat at a table alone waiting for Marcel to come back with our food. He insisted that he'd order for me and I stay. Honestly, I could care less. I had to figure out how I was gonna get Marcel to change anyways. I need to give him an entire makeover head to toe. 

"Darcy." I shook my head to find Marcel standing over me with a tray of our food. 

"Oh, sorry Marcel. I was thinking. I didn't see you there." I watched as Marcel took a seat on the other side of the table.

"It's alright. I hope you like what I ordered."

 I looked down at the food, my eyes widening at what he picked. 

"You got me a Big Mac?" I asked. Marcel nodded his head before grabbing his burger. 

"How'd you know I liked Big Macs?" I questioned very surprised. 

Marcel took a bite of his food and shrugged. "Lucky guess?" 

I shook my head. No one knows I like Big Macs except one person. Not even Jackson. I thought it was to embarrassing to eat them in front if his so whenever we went out I always picked a salad. I didn't want anyone to think I was a pig. But how did Marcel know? 

"Uh, thanks Marcel." At first we at I silence. No one said a word until Marcel spoke up. 

"Why'd you ask me to go to the mall with you today?"

I looked at him in confusion. "Cause your my friend and I didn't have anyone else to go with."

Marcel rolled his eyes. "What about Jackson?" His voice sounded sharp and even a little mean. 

"What do you mean what about Jackson? We broke up remember." I snapped, my anger getting the best of me. 

"Never mind then. You obviously can't tell me the truth." He muttered. 

At this point I was totally confused. What was he talking about?

"Marcel," I spoke. "What are you talking about?"

"I saw you with Jackson, that day you were late for science. You were with him, and then you kissed him."

I almost choked on my water. I couldn't believe what I just heard. How in the world did Marcel see Jackson and I making out and why is he mad?

"Y-you saw that?" I remember that conversation with Jackson was pretty serious. He wanted to get back together with and a part of me wanted to too. It didn't feel wrong at the time, but now if feel sick to my stomach. 

"Ya, all of it."

I cringed at the thought of Marcel watching Jackson and I sucking face. This obviously hurt him and I didn't even notice. 

"Marcel, I'm sorry. It just happened. Jackson and I have a really complicated relationship. I didn't mean to hurt you if you felt I brought you to the mall because I didn't have any friends."

Marcel's POV 

I could feel myself getting angrier and angrier as Darcy tried to explain herself. I didn't want to hear it at all and most of all I didn't want her to notice how much it upset me. 

"I just feel like you're using me that's all. One moment you're dating Jackson and you haven't spoken a word to me. The next you're broken up and we're like best friends. I don't want him to take that away from us."

It wasn't the first time Jackson and I fought over Darcy's attention. It all started back in 7th grade. When Jackson moved to our school our teacher made Darcy show him around school. At first it didn't really bother me. I got to see Darcy all the time, but when Darcy and Jackson started to hang out more often that started to irritate me. 

"Hey Darcy, I was wondering if you were up to seeing a movie tonight." This was the first time in two weeks that Darcy and I were hanging out. 

"I'm sorry Harry. Jackson and I are going ice skating later. Could we do this some other time."

I tried not to roll my eyes. "Sure. Whatever makes you happy."

I couldn't stand Jackson. He knew how much Darcy meant to me. He even how I felt about her. 

"Hey there Harry." I was in the locker room getting ready for gym when I heard my name. I turned to see Jackson with a smirk on his face. 

"What do you want Jackson?" I tried my best not to give him my attention cause that was exactly what he wanted.

"Just letting you know that Darcy gonna be sleeping over at my place tonight." 

I furrowed my eyebrows and turned around to look at him. 

"We're in the seventh grade Jackson. What exactly could two seventh grader friends be doing all alone."

Jackson shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe kiss. Darcy loves doing that, especially with me."

I looked at the ground feeling anger pulse through me. I knew he was lying but it still pissed me off that he would talk about Darcy like that.

"Stop lying Jackson." I spoke lowly. 

I heard an evil chuckle raise out of Jackson. "Think I'm lying? Watch me."

Jackson left the locker room leaving me stunned and even more annoyed. He was up to something and I hated it.  

I finished changing and jogged into the gym. Everyone was already seated so I took a seat by myself as our teacher spoke.

I scanned around the room in search of Jackson. When I finally saw him he had his arms wrapped around Darcy as he spoke into her ear. Every now and then she would laugh at something he said.

I noticed how Jackson's eyes locked with mine. He gave me another smirk before going back and talking to Darcy.

"Just letting you know that Darcy gonna be sleeping over at my place tonight." I shut my eyes tight. I didn't want to think about it. Jackson voice rang through my mind. 

"I don't know. Maybe kiss. Darcy loves doing that, especially with me." He did that on purpose. To get me angry. He just wants Darcy to himself. 

"Think I'm lying? Watch me."

But why does it feel like he's telling the truth?

AN

god oh god. i know im late again. but please understand my situation my lovely readers.

im graduating this school year woahhhoooooo! fun times, but its actually quite hard. classes are getting harder lol and idk im feeling sorta stressed, but i love writing this story and i hope you guys love it too.

secondly i was kinda feeling like my story wasnt all that good anymore anyways. i know i get comments and likes and favorites but there was some girl that said flat out that she disliked my story. that really made me feel like this story was shitty or something but im fine with that! HATERS GONNA HATE

i love yall and ill try to post soon but that may not be likely. but youll always get an update over the weekend i promise you that.

so ive decided wrecking ball would be the theme song. i just love that and i feel like it suits the story perfectly. but i will also add an Ariana grande song or two into it and maybe a one direction song. maybe

okay this is getting quite long ill be leaving. bye love you guys and thanks for all the support. U R 1DFUL ;)

 

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