On The Wild Side

Marcel Styles was the type of person that people bullied He was the picture poster child for nerd that got the perfect grades. He was awkward, couldn't have fun, and most definitely couldn't talk to girls. So what happens when shy Marcel comes under the influence of 4 bad boys that want to see what they are capable of making him in to? Read below to find out ;)


2. Someone Different

Marcel's POV

"P-Please don't hurt me," I whimper as the four boys dump me on the floor of the bathroom. 

"We're not going to hurt you," the raven-haired boy said.

"Then what are you going to do? I don't do other people's homework, so if you're looking to cheat, I'm the wrong guy. But I do tutor for-"

"We don't need tutoring," the blonde one said. 

"May I ask you a question, then?"


"What are your names?"

"I'm Niall, that's Louis, he's Liam, and the stud over there is Zayn," apparently Niall laughs. 

"We want to help you," Liam smiles.

"With what? My grades are perfectly fine. Did you know tha-"

"I swear, if you don't shut up," Niall warns. 

"What I meant is that we want to help you become someone...different."

"Like what?"

"Cool. Popular. Bad boy. Not lame," Louis states.

"But why?"

"You ask so many questions," Niall sighs, rubbing his temples.

"That's why I'm so smart. Einstein once said-"

"This is exactly why you've been deemed the title 'nerd!'" Zayn says.

"I'm sorry. I can't help it; it just slips out sometimes," I reply.

"More like all the time," Niall mutters. I get the feeling that none of this was his idea.

"It's okay," Liam assures me. 

"So, first things first. Get rid of those awful glasses," Louis tells me.

"But I like my glasses. Plus, I can't see without them!"

"That's what contacts are for."

"I'm not taking them off," I huff like a little kid who doesn't want to eat his vegetables.

I gasp as I feel the wire frames being ripped right off my nose. 

"Now you don't have to," Niall smirks.

"Next step," Zayn continues, "is to get rid of those clothes."

"I don't have any extra clothes with me to change into. What am I supposed to wear? Am I just supposed to walk around the halls naked?"

"That could work." Louis rubs his chin. "Of course, you'd have to get a few tattoos, but it might work. Definitely a step in the right direction."

"I was joking!"

"Well, we're not."

"Look, can I just go? I appreciate your concern, but I have physics next, and I don't want to be late."

"Lunch doesn't end for another ten minutes," Liam says.

"Maybe I like to get my things organized early." I snatch my glasses from Niall's hands and stomp out the bathroom door.

"We're not done with you yet, Marcel!" 



Sorry for such a short chapter! I know, it was crappy and had nothing too interesting going on, but hey, gotta start somewhere, right? Anyways... 






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