School Boy

Marcel Styles, the complete nerd of Springhollow High School, gets shoved into his locker for the last time. The young brit can't take the constant bullying anymore, he confides in the one friend he can actually trust, Valerie Hudson as he is crying his eyes out, just spilling out his feelings in the texts he sends her.


10. Harry

Valerie's POV

Marcel. Changed. He even changed his god damn name. I looked at him in disbelief. What happened to my Marcel? After class I quickly walked up to him. "Marcel," I said while grabbing his hand. He turned around swiftly and looked at me. "Excuse me but I go by Harry now.." he said. I was taken back by his assertiveness. I shook my head. "Harry, Marcel, whatever the hell you go by, what happened?" "What do you mean?" he smirked. "Did you get some sort of brain injury in the hospital that caused you to forget who you were or something?" He shook his head, his curls moving as he did. "No.." I sighed. "Why. Are. You. Not. Marcel." "Obviously you want pricks for boyfriends so... I decided I'd become one... now if you'll excuse me, I need to get to English.." he said walking away, with several girls joining behind him. I let out a very long sigh and walked the opposite way as Marc-Harry. After arriving to algebra, I sat in the back with Louis, Niall, and Liam. I was being ignored by Niall and Liam but definitely not Louis. Louis wrapped and arm around my shoulders. "So.. are you liking the new 'Harry?' " he whispered in my ear.  I looked at him. "How'd you know about that?" He chuckled lightly. "He's got an instagram now. His caption for his picture was: She wants a prick, she'll get a prick.." Liam and Niall laughed a bit at that. "Welp, see you later!" Louis said as he kissed my cheek. Just like that I was left alone, sitting in the back of the classroom. Class was quite boring, just talking about some method on how to get the volume of a decagon. I sighed thinking about Marcel. No. I do not care if his name is Harry now. He's still Marcel... 

I walked into lunch to see Mar-Harry at the popular table. I slowly walked up to Louis and took my seat next to him. Him and Harry were actually getting along. I kinda just stayed reserved and excused myself. I took my lunch into the bathroom and sat alone in the disabled stall. I hardly even ate. I just sat there, silently crying. When I heard the bell ring I quickly fixed my makeup and left the bathroom, not even bothering to pick up my tray. 

School was finally over and I walked into the hall alone. No Louis. No Marcel. I went to my locker and gathered my things. I felt an arm snake around my waist. Louis. "Hey babe.." he said kissing me. I pulled away somewhat quickly. "Hi.." "What's wrong?" Louis asked. Like he honestly cared... "Nothing.." I said faking a smile. "See? I'm fine!" "Do you want me to go get Harry?" I looked at him with an 'are you serious' face. "I thought you hated Harry. A few days ago you threatened to kill him.." "Once he loses the glasses he can be a really cool guy.." Louis said looking around. I scoffed a bit and just started to walk away. He caught my hand. "Where are you going?" "Home," I said looking up at him. "Do you want me to go with you?" he asked. I shook my head. He nodded and let go of my hand. I walked out to my car and drove to Marcel's not home.

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