His Two Sides [Harry/Marcel Styles] AU

"Just get over it Marcel, look at me. I'm taken, I'm popular, and everyone loves me. And now look at you"

"B-but you don't-"

"I do. Idiot"

Marcel Styles was the nerdy boy who always cares about studies, classes, homeworks. While Stephanie Matthews was the popular girl with a natural beauty. Nobody actually cares about this Marcel boy, nobody. But nobody knows the real him. He hid a really big secret from everyone; he had two sides of Marcel. The bright side also known as Marcel, and the dark side also known as Harry who happened to be Stephanie's boyfriend.

"Who do you think you are?"



23. chapter 22

"I'm not Marcel.. Marcel is not real... Just-" he said while fixing his hair into a quiff.

"To fool me? To play games with me again? Lie to me for the whole time?!" I yelled. And he bowed his head.

"No.. Of course not.."

"Then why are you doing this to me?"

He didn't answer.

"As I said before, Harry wasn't in love with you. He never loved you." Aaron said which makes me even more angry.

"You've lied to me for the past three months?" I asked in anger. He didn't dare to look at me in the eyes. "What exactly do you want Harry? WHAT?!" I added, but he didn't answer me again.

"He's just using you for benefits, and stuff." Regina answered for me. He looked at her In anger.

"Is that true? What Regina just said? Is that true?.." I asked. He looked at me with watery eyes. He hugged me tightly and sniffed.

"I'm sorry," all he could say. I widened my eyes, so it's true. He dated me just for this 'benefits' t and to play with me and other girls. Every touch, every kiss, every memory, every joke, every laughs, every happiness.

Was all based on a lie.

Fuck this shit.

I pushed him away from me.

"You never loved me, or anyone, or ANYTHING!" I yelled. "Loser." I said. He holds his red cheek, with tears of pains.

"Steph let me explain! Please.." He begged.

Please stop.

"No Harry, you've explained everything. You're full of shit." I said, walking to the door.

"Aaron stay." Regina said to Aaron, who was trying to block my way. "We got what we want. Just let her go." she added with a smirk.

"Steph, please stay with me" Harry said before I leave.

"I was wrong about you. You weren't the one that I expected. I should've known." I ran away. But he followed me.

Shit, it's raining.

"Steph you need to listen to me!" Harry grabbed my wrist that made me stop running. I didn't look at him, I forced myself not to.

"Look at me Steph.." He said. "Steph, look at me.. Please.." he added and I did. "I'm sorry.. I fucked up everything I know, I was going to tell you soon but I can't. I'm in love with you. Yes, I fell in love with you Stephanie, I love the way you say my name, I love the way you smile, I love the way you hug me, I love the way you kiss me, I love the way you laugh, I love the way you are. I don't even know why or how did you do that but I do. And yes, I was playing with you and I fucking regret it. Yes, I am a player, but you changed me into someone that I should've be in the very beginning. Yes I hurt you for too many times, countless I guess, and I was such a fuckhead, I shouldn't do that. I've tried to move on but I can't, I was dying for the entire weeks without you. I feel like an empty shit without you. Cause I'm still in love with you, my feelings for you won't and will never fade. Ever. I'm sorry.. Please forgive me.."

I didn't say anything, that was way too deep. Was he telling the truth? Fool, of course he was.

"Harry.. "

"Please Steph, I won't let your hands go or leave this spot. This time, you have to believe me.."

"Harry, I need time.."

"I will give you time, like I said before, outside the gym, outside school." He reminded me.

"I love you Steph, you do know that right?"

"Yea, I do"


Next day,

"Steph? Are you going to sing later?" Tess asked as she opened a book list.


"O-oh! S-sorry.." I jumped. And shook my head.

"Nah, I'll past.. Almost Is Never Enough is a duet song. I'll pass." I smiled and she nodded, understood what was I talking about.

"What happened between you and Marcel? You don't need to answer if you don't want to, no need to push yourself" She said, she knew me too well.

"Let's just say a small bump?"

"Alright, that's enough for me to know. Anyways, are you still on for tonight's party?" She raised her voice in excitement.

Drinking to let the pain away would be a great idea.

"Yea of course!"

"Alright, be sure to wear your best dress." She stood up and went to the cafeteria to check the food for the prom.

"I'm still in love with you, my feelings for you won't and will never fade. Ever." The flashback replayed the memories.

I know he loves me, I know that. And I love him too, I just don't want to lose over him or I don't know how to say it when I am weak or fragile. Life's too hard.

I miss Marcel. I really do, I wish Marcel was real, like a real human. I would've been happy. But wow he promised me not to hurt me ever again but he did. He lied to me.

Every touch, every kiss, every happiness was based on a lie. Why can't I just be happy and forget about the world? Right, maybe the world won't let me be happy and free.

And I just realized in the past days, I kissed, hugged, and told stories about Harry himself. Harry. It was stupid, so stupid I couldn't believe I fell for it.

Marcel and Harry was really different. I love when Marcel stuttered, I think it's cute and adorable, and the way he talks I think it's very adorable. But imagining Harry with that high pitched voice.

Right now, I have to relax and tried to chill out a bit.


"Alright, how do I look?" April asked and spun herself in my mirror.

"You look pretty." I said with a small smile. I swung my legs and crossed it.

"Girl, you need to forget about him. Try to enjoy yourself first." She said and took a seat next to me.

I didn't answer. I feel my eyes were watery.

"What are you talking about?" I sniffed and wiped it away.

"Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about." she smiled and I laughed.

"Now, C'mon, wear your heels and crash the dance floor" She stood up and wear her black heels on. I took mine and wear it as well.

I took my key and hopped inside my car. It was late at night around 11pm. If Harry was here he would tell me not to go outside late at night.

The streets were really quiet, when we got to Tigerz, it was really really loud. Loud music, drunk people went inside and out.

"Let's go! Tess is waiting for us" April took her small bag and put her black cardigan in it leaving, her black satin strapless dress open.

While me wearing almost the same dress, but mine wasn't satin.

"Don't worry Steph. Just enjoy and have some fun! I bet you'll take a boy home" She winked and hopped outside my car.

That would never happen. Unbuckled my belt, turns off the engine and hopped out.

"Looks who's here! Matthews is joining us tonight!" A guy said at the front door as he saw me walking inside.

"Hey there Martin" I said to him.

"Hey Steph! Where's Harry?" he asked. Martin was Harry's friends, Harry introduced him to me.

"He's not coming" I said quickly.

"Where's the Birthday Girl?" A drunk girl who was sitting on the bar screamed.

"There she is!" Another girl screamed, pointing to a girl that I know. Zoey.

"Zoey! Happy birthday!" I came to her and hugged her.

"Thank you very much Stephanie! Thanks for coming!" We both went to the bar and sat down on the chairs. "Anything delicious" She said. Then the bartender places two red glasses on the table. "Gotta go now, catch you later!" she left me, I gave her a small before she left me though. I finished the entire glass. It wasn't enough.

"Give me the bottle. That fucking beer didn't work for me" I said to the keeper and he nodded, he gave me a bottle of beer for me to drink.

"Anything strong" a boy stood next to me, I caught him staring at me and my dress.

"You gotta problem?" I asked without looking at him.

"Mind your own business or I'll fuck you hard." He warned which made me laugh.

"You're not my level" I laughed, he was still looking at me.

"You're not mine either." He said. But suddenly he grabbed my hand and pushed me to the wall.

"But every girl deserves a chance right?" He smirked, kissing my lips.

"Get off." I moaned.

Harry's/Marcel's POV:

"She would never understand Zoey."

"Are you fucking kidding me? She looks happy right now,"

"Yea, happy without me"

"Don't think that way Harry, I'm sure she wants you back"

"I hope too, anyway, where is she?"

"She's at the bar and-... Holy shit..."

"Zoe? What happened to her? Zoe can you hear me?!"

"Umm.. Harry? I'll call you later! Bye!"

"What the fuck Zoe? Zoe! Answer me!"

Why did she end the call? Was something happened to Stephanie?

My mind replayed some flashback when she went wild when she's drunk. Shit shit shit. She would never fuck a guy right?

My mind starts to think nasty things, what would happen if someone was trying to fuck her? Someone trying to touch her? Kiss her? Hurt her?

Shit shit shit.

Stephanie's POV:

"Get off" I moaned but he didn't listen, the way he touched me just the same as Harry. But Harry did it million times better than this random guy.

"Shut your mouth bitch" He said.

What am I doing?

I pushed him away from me as hard as I can. I stood up from the sofa.

"I had a lot of fun" He said. I ignored him and left him there alone.

Bitch what did I just do?

I walked away, but something stopped me.

Or stopped me.

"Wow" The voice said. I turned my head to see Harry. "What were you doing was so amazing. Having sex with some random guy makes you feel better huh?" He asked.

"We weren't fucking." I rolled my eyes and crossed my hands. "And if we did, you did it too."

"You're coming with me. You're too drunk, you don't even know what you're doing" He said and I laughed.

"I'm not coming with you. You don't care about me anymore, and I don't care about you as well"

I do.

"I care about you Steph, I always do."

"Really? Including when you fucking with some random slut? Did you think or did your smart brain ever think about me?" I blurted.

"Steph!" He yelled.

"What?" I asked with a smile. "You're always having fun. Why can't I?" I took some random beer from the table and drink it.

"Steph, you gotta stop. We're leaving." He took my hands, but I jerk away.

"I don't want to."

"If I leave you here you will bring some random dicks home with you and on the next day you will fucking regret on what you're doing!" He raised his voice.

"That's a good idea right? Bringing some random guy home? Just like you bring some random bitches home with you." I smiled.

"That was ages ago. When we weren't dating but now I have changed. I'm a better person,"

"If you can't pay for your mistakes, how can you become a better person?" I asked and he didn't answer. Hell no he never pays for any mistakes that he made.

"I don't know how to pay them, you're too good for me and I don't deserve you."

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