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?


30. XXIX

Darcy's POV

I watched as Harry stormed out of the room. He looked extremely mad and all I wanted to do was go up to him and comfort him, but how could I? He kissed Marley and I kissed Zayn. Those kisses shouldn't have meant anything but I could see it in his eyes that it meant something to him. The kiss I shared with Zayn was nice, but I'll never feel that way towards him. 

"It's gonna be okay. Just give him some time to get over it. He can't be mad forever." Zayn whispered closely to my ear. I nodded my head as he pulled us off the stage.

"Zayn, what if he thinks we like each other?" I started and then realized how rude that sounded. "I'm sorry," I rushed, "I'm not saying that I don't like you. You're a great guy Zayn-" Zayn cut me off with a chuckle. 

"Darcy calm down. It's okay. You're a great girl too but I actually like someone else." His cheeks flushed as he spoke. I smiled wide.

"Really, so no hard feelings? We can still do the play as friends?" I asked.

Zayn nodded his head. "Of course. We should get back so people don't start worrying." Zayn smiled before we walked out together.

Harry's POV

I slid down a locker and rested my head in my hands. Just seeing one of my best mates kissing my girl hurt like hell. She obviously didn't do it on purpose but it still hurt. Why didn't I see this before? When I kissed Marley, Darcy was upset too. I told her that it didn't mean anything, but did it really? I did feel something when I kiss Marley. Something that I prayed I wouldn't feel. I felt sparks run through my body. When I kiss Darcy, I feel that too. This is just so frustrating. I don't want to be that boyfriend that lies and cheats. I don't want to go behind Darcy's back and act like everything's alright, because they aren't.

"Harry, you need to come back to rehearsals." I looked up through my eyelashes to see Marley with her hands on her hips like always. She had her famous grin plastered on her face, her lips covered in dark red lipstick.

"I don't want to go back there." I mumbled to her.She let out a sigh and took a seat beside me.

"Harry, you can hide here forever. You're a part of this play, and have a very important role." She explained. She place her hand on my thigh as she spoke and rub softly. I looked up at her with disgust.

"Someone can take my role. I don't want it anymore."

She raised a brow. "No one can play Romeo as well as you Harry. You deserve this part."

I shook my head, my curly hair flying around my face. "But I don't. I'm not an actor. If I was I wouldn't have felt anything when I kissed you."

I turned away from her but she pulled me back with so much force that I was only a mere inch away.

"Kiss me right now. Show me that you feel something. If you don't feel anything you can play the part just fine." Her breath hit my face as she pulled me closer.

"Marley, I don't kno-" She cut me off.

"Don't you want to know?" She asked. I nodded my head. "Then kiss me."

Darcy's POV

I wonder where Harry went. He's been gone for about 20 minutes now and we need to practice our parts. I was actually quite excited. Just Harry and I. We could finally do our parts, without Zayn or Marley.

"Can someone go find Harry?" The director shouted. I volunteered to go and I grabbed Zayn along too.

"He shouldn't be too far." I mumbled as we neared the theater doors.

We walked out and Zayn was a couple steps ahead of me. Suddenly he stopped making me crash into his backside.

"Zayn whats going on-" He stopped me and quickly turned around. 

"Darcy, go back inside." He whispered. Zayn started pushing me back from where we came from but I broke free. 

"Why what's going on-" I stopped mid-sentence when I saw Harry on the ground. He had his hands against someones waist as they passionately kissed. I got a bit closer, ignoring Zayn's calls for me to stop when I realized it was Marley.

I felt my heart sink then shattered into a million pieces.

I felt Zayn's arms around me as tears started to pour from my eyes.

Harry pulled away and stared at Marley. 

"I don't know what I feel." He muttered. Marley looked over Harry's shoulder and noticed Zayn and I. She smirked which got Harry to look behind his back.

"D-Darcy, Zayn? What're you doing here?" His voice cracked as he spoke.

"Harry how could you!" I screamed. I pulled myself away from Zayn and started hitting Harry in this chest with my fists. But I was took weak to even hurt him like he hurt me. He grabbed my arms and tried to stop me.

"Darcy, I'm so sorry."

I shook my head. "No you're not! I hate you Harry Styles! I wish I never fell for you. I wish I never noticed you getting beat up that one day by Jackson. I hate you so much."

I fell to my knees and broke down. I can't believe this is happening. Why can't I ever have a normal, drama-free life?

"Darcy, just give me time to explain–" I cut him off.

"Don't need your explanation. I saw what I saw. Have a great life." I pulled myself off the ground and walked over to Zayn.

"Darcy please!" Harry called.

"Harry just stop." Zayn spoke as he pulled me into his chest.

We walked back into the theatre and I took a seat. Zayn sat down beside me and stared at me.

"If you need anything you can call me." He told me softly. I gave him a weak smile.

"Thanks Zayn. You're a great friend."

"Finally, Mr. Styles has arrived. Styles, Brandon. Up on the stage you go." The director called. I turned to the doors and saw Harry standing there. He gazed down on me but I looked away.

"Darcy, you're an actress. You can do this alright." Zayn mumbled into my ear. I nodded and got up Nd headed towards the stage with Harry close behind.

I took my spot on stage and so did Harry and we started.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" I called out into the darkness. I felt a chill run down my spine and suddenly he stood before me.

"Romeo," I breathed out. He nodded his head. "You shouldn't be here."

"But I wanted to see you." He took a step forward and I took one back.

"But what about our families? They hate each other." I asked. Romeo took another step forward and cornered me.

"So? How will they ever find out if we keep this a secret?"

"A secret?" I watched as he wrapped his strong arms my waist preventing me from getting away.

"Doesn't it sound fun?" His eyes flared from a soft green to a dark.

I stared and thought for a moment. "I'll do anything to be with you." I told him truthfully.

"Then kiss me. I've been missing those lips of yours."

I giggled before placing a soft kiss onto Romeo's.

I abruptly pulled away after the kissing scene was over. I looked put in the audience to see Zayn giving me a thumbs up.

I turned back to Harry to see a sad look plastered on his face before I looked away and walked off the stage.

Harry's POV

After that scene I thought that maybe when we'd kiss she would know how sorry I was. But she was acting. So right after she was herself and as mad as ever.

I totally messed up.

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