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.


4. Party!

Valerie's POV

I saw Marcel's car in my driveway. I quickly ran outside and greeted him. "Hi." he smiled. I lead him in the house and sat him down on a chair in my kitchen. I looked at his outfit and shook my head. "This won't do.." I said looking at the button up shirt with a sweater vest over it. I quickly ran upstairs and grabbed some of my older brother's clothes. I grabbed a white tee shirt and black skinny jeans. I ran them back down to Marcel. He gave the outfit a look of disgust. I handed them to him. "Just try them on..." I said pushing him into the bathroom. Minutes later he came out with them on. "These jeans are uncomfortable!" he whined. I giggled a bit. "But... they look good." I walked over to him and smiled. "I'm glad you wore your hair natural.." He pouted a bit. "I was gonna put in my quiff!" I smiled and messed it up with my hand. "No. It looks good like this." I looked at the glasses still on his face. I quickly took them off. "There. No one will even notice it's you..." I smiled.

Marcel was being really reserved and socially awkward so I handed him a colorful drink. He scowled at the drink at first and when I crossed my arms he knew to try it. He gulped the whole drink down and he didn't feel a buzz yet, so I went to get another. After three he was finally loosening up. In our drunkenness, we all sat down to play seven minutes in heaven, but spinning a bottle to find out who you're with. Louis sat next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist. It was his turn and the bottle landed on Liam. They both made a face of disgust. Louis refused and spun again. This time, it landed on Maria, she was so hammered. She quickly hopped up and drug Louis to the closet. I hoped he wouldn't get raped. I rolled my eyes a bit and spun when it was my turn. I watched the bottle as it turned. It finally stopped and I looked up to see who it was pointing to. A familiar pair of green eyes were looking at me, then came over and walked with me to the closet, I heard Louis stop him and warned him not to do anything. I gave him a glare and walked into the dark closet with Marcel. He started to say something with a stutter and then he just shut up. The next thing I knew his lips were on mine. I was taken back by the sudden action but quickly responded to the kiss. After a little of making out, someone opened the door quite fast and shouted time's up, Louis was standing there, buzzed from the alcohol ready to kill both me and Marcel. "Valerie... can I talk to you...? Alone." Louis said darkly and grabbed my wrist, quite tightly, and pulled me upstairs."Hey! Louis easy!" I yanked my wrist back when we were in the bedroom. I heard several kids making fun of Marcel downstairs, I wanted to go help him, then I heard a door shut. I went to grab the handle of the bedroom door but Louis pulled me back harshly, tossing me on the bed. "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" "Valerie Hudson. Your girlfriend. But also Marcel's best friend. And he needs me.." I said walking back over to the door. Louis leaned his palm against the door hard. "You're not fucking going anywhere. Especially not with that nerd." I crossed my arms on my chest. "Excuse me but that nerd is my best friend! And you could have just sent him over the edge!" I glared up at him. "Good. We don't need him around anyway." He scoffed. I got angry and tried to push him, ultimately leading to failure. He was like twice my size. He slapped me across the face and I felt the burn on my cheek. "Don't touch me like that. I overpower you." He looked at me with cold eyes. I held my cheek where his hand grazed and just looked at him, a small tear sliding down my cheek. Zayn could hear what had just taken place and he pushed the door out, making Louis fall, He wrapped a caring arm around my back and helped me outside. "Do you want me to drive you to Marcel's?" He asked, brushing away the tear. I nodded slightly. "Yes please.." I sat in his car awkwardly until we pulled up at Marcel's.

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