His Other Side

Haley has been bullied since 6th grade. So as she enters the 12th grade, she is just ready to end it all. But then a handsome, geeky plot twist named Marcel Styles totally changes her life forever. But she soon starts to notice some odd behavior in her new friend. Does Marcel have a dark secret? Will Haley discover something in him that she never imagined?


7. Haley's Story

We fell asleep in each others arms not long after that. I woke up about four hours later at around 5:00pm. I looked up at Marcel. He was sleeping so peacefully and I really didn't want to disturb him by getting up. I tried to move but he had his arm protectively around me. I really needed to get up because my leg had fallen asleep and it was killing me. So I gently kissed his nose. His eyes fluttered open. He looked down at me and smiled. "Hello, beautiful." he said to me. "Mmm." I said and smiled. He leaned down and pecked my lips.

I got out of bed and walked around my room for just a few seconds. Once my leg was fine, I crawled back into bed. Marcel and I were facing each other. "Marcel? Earlier I heard you singing in the Shower." I said. He started blushing, obviously from embarrassment. "You were singing this song. A song I've never heard before. Something about dancing to the best song ever." I continued. He turned pale, like he didn't know what to say. "Well, um, that was just a song. I was kind of making it up as I went along." he told me. I could tell he was lying. He had an uneasy sound in his voice. I didn't want to pressure him, though, so I just said "Okay."

We kind of just sat there in silence for a while. "Are your parents home?" he asked me, breaking the silence. "No." I said with a sigh. "They're never home. They are always in another state doing some sort of work related thing. I don't think I've seen them in about a month now. But I'm used to it." Sadness crept into his eyes and his face softened. "So has your life always been like this?" he asked me. I nodded.

"I was born into a very wealthy family. But when I was 3 my mother died of cancer. My father was devastated and became a drug and alcohol addict. He started abusing me and my brother. The maid hated to see us mistreated so she dropped us off at an orphanage and left. We lived there for about five years.

We finally got adopted by the family that I am currently with when I was 8 and my brother, Grant, was 11. I entered a new school and I only had one friend. His name was Benny. He always stood up for me and he protected me very well. But he and his family moved away when we were entering the 6th grade. So I had zero friends. I was always known as that weird loner girl that nobody wanted to be around. I started getting bullied. People would treat me worse and worse every day.

My parents never even wanted me and my brother. The orphanage actually PAID them to take us. So my brother was like the parent I never had. But when he left for Collage, I was crushed. I didn't have anyone anymore. I was just ready to end it all.

But I discovered this band called One Direction. Their songs just lifted my hopes and made me feel like I deserved to be here. I would be so sad, but then the perfect song by them would come on and make me smile. So I survived the 11th grade on thanks to them. I just wish they knew just how much they mean to me. How much they got me through.

But I was still really depressed because I had no one to talk to. But then you walked into my life, Marcel. And let me just say that you are probably one of the best things that's ever happened to me. And I am so thankful that out of all the people in the world that could've helped me, you are the one that did."

By the end of my story, Marcel was crying. I looked into his red and puffy eyes. A tear rolled down his cheek and I wiped it away. "I'm really sorry. I had no idea." Marcel said through tears. I leaned in and kissed him. When I pulled away, I said "It's okay. A lot of people don't even care about my past anyway. They don't realize how much it's ruined my life."

I got out of bed and Marcel followed. He hugged me tight. "Haley, I want you to know, that even though people might not care, I do. I care about you and what you've gone through. I want you to be happy. And if I make you happy, then I want to be in your life. Haley, will you please be my girlfriend?" I smiled. "I would love to, Marcel." I said. He then kissed me with more passion and love than ever. And that's when I knew.


I was in love with Marcel Styles.

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