She's Dangerous (Sequel to He's Dangerous) [COMPLETE]

Marcel was back but nothing was the same. It was hard returning to the way they were when they could barely remember it. Without Marcel Ella had to mature, grow up. Although growing up is exactly what Marcel wants to prevent. Once Ella starts growing up, she'll start making the same mistakes that Marcel did and he didn't want her to end up guilty over something
she had no intention to do. Life has been hectic since he got back and it's not calming down any time soon. Marcel and Ella are back in full action with new drama. Lies. Tears. Smiles and memories to be made. Want to follow them on their adventure? Read She's dangerous.

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33. Art *unedited* [16 chapters left]

 

 

   "I-..." I paused, looking both at Marcel and Harry before I continued. Harry looked scared that I would say yes. Marcel looked terrified that I would say no.

   "I'm sorry. Can we just be friends and rebond before dive back into a relationship?" I asked with a sigh. Both boys seemed content with my mixture of an answer. Marcel nodded glumly, as Harry stumbled in beside me.

   "Let me help you!" I told Harry, carefully grasping any spot that wasn't healing raw skin.

   "No." Marcel snapped, pulling me forcefully into his chest. I groaned, wiggling out of his grip as I turned to look at him.

   "Marcel...we're just friends." Saying those words absolutely killed me. Something within me knew I wanted to be so much more, and so did he but we couldn't. There was always something he was hiding. Always walls I had to look around, and once I finally did what I saw caused a fight. I wanted to tell him I forgive him but the secrets he keeps are to large to be a simple pass.

   He took a deep breath. He nodded hesitantly, letting me go to aid Harry. I took him to the bathroom, as he hopped onto the counter, dangling his legs.

   "Are you okay?" I asked, wetting a rag as I tendered to the gash beneath his eye first. He nodded as I gently pat the rag against the cut. I was careful not the scratch or puncture his wound any further due to its near distance to his eye. The last thing I needed was to cause my best friend to go blind. I finished cleaning it out, as Marcel walked into the bathroom. He stood beside me, his face void of expression.

   "You okay?" I asked, putting everything away.

   "Yeah. I have a question."

   "Shoot."

   "Can I have a friend over tonight?" He asked as I looked at him confused.

   "It's your house to you know! You don't need my consent to have people over!" I exclaimed, laughing gently as he nodded, smiling. His smile still drove me absolutely insane.

 

Skip a couple hours

 

   I heard the doorbell ring, as Marcel rushed down the stairs and to the door. I smiled to myself, continuing to watch my show from my spot on the couch.

   "Hey Hannah!" I heard Marcel exclaim as I cocked my head to the side, my eyebrows raising. H-Hannah? He was having another girl over? I pushed away my jealousy. We were just friends and Im sure they were to.

   "Hey Ella! Come and meet Hannah!" Marcel spoke as I stood up, hurrying over to him. Once I saw her I knew Marcel liked her. Tall, and everything he wants. She clearly gets a ten for everything Marcel wants, while I barely skim a four. Big boobs, nice ass, tan. Fake smiled, and pounds of makeup. She wore a crop top which was certainly cropped and some shorts along with heels.

   "Uh, hi! I'm Gabriella but you can call me Ella." I smiled, holding my hand out.

   "Hi Im Hannah." She spoke, smacking her gum. She pushed my arm to the side, walking in as she closed the door behind her.

   "Ella, do you mind making us something to eat?" Marcel asked as I looked at him with wide eyes.

   "So I'm a chef in our home?" I spoke in unbelief as he shrugged me off. I scoffed, walking over to the kitchen where I prepared Marcels and I favorite. Chicken Alfredo. I finished after a good hour, Marcel and Hannah cuddled up on the couch. I ignored the urge I had to push them away, setting two plates on the table, one for me on the island.

   "Dinners done." I spoke, as they turned to look at me. Marcel grasped her hand, leading her to the table. They sat next to each other as I took my plate, heading upstairs.

   "Ella?" Marcel spoke as I turned around, hoping he would invite me to dine with them.

   "Can you bring the garlic bread over here?" he asked as my expression fell. I set my plate back down, taking the pan of garlic bread and dropping it onto the table. I got my plate, quickly walking upstairs before I could hear Hannahs snarky remarks.

   I walked into the extra bedroom, which we hadn't decorated yet. Might as well now. Boxes were packed into the closet as I found five cans of paint. All of different colors. I peeled the tops off, the scent escaping into the air.

   I found rollers and normal paintbrushes, dipping them into the aqua color. I began swiping the paint across the walls, and suddenly I was lost in my own world. I doodled all over the walls in paint, not even realizing what I was doing.

   Once I reached the last bit of space, I thought carefully about what I wanted to put. Carefully, with the paint I wrote

 

  


   It held a truth and I smiled, admiring the wall. Random doodles covered its surface but I couldn't be any more proud of my work! The wall looked amazing


 

   I sighed, standing up as I set everything down, quickly heading to our bedroom so I could get the camera. I opened the door and what I saw absolutely destroyed me.

 

 

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Cliffhanger! What do you think she saw? Oh and what do you think of the wall? Whats your favorite part? Love you :) x

 

~gabriella//

 

If you read this all comment your fav part of the wall.

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