The Makeover

Darcy's your typical popular girl. She's part of the drama club and she's the most known girl in school. She likes to party and have a good time with her friends. Marcel on the other hand your typical geek. He's part of the science and math club and he's the most bullied kid in school. He likes to stay at home where no one can hurt him.

What happens when Darcy gets paired up with Marcel on a school project and later gets dared to give him a makeover? Will Marcel break from his shell or will he never change?

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24. XXIV

Harry's POV

I slammed the door to my house not caring if it startled anyone. I was about to turn the corner to go up to my room but I crashed into someone.

"Harry, are you alright?" Louis rested his hands on my shoulders so he could look me in the eye. I tired to turn away but it was no use.

"I'm fine Lou. I just wanna be alone." I sighed, my voice cracking a bit.

"Okay," Louis said as he released me. "If you need anything I'll be down here."

I nodded my head before dragging myself to my room. I sat on my bed trying to understand what just happened. But nothing made sense. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes again and this time l let them fall. I was done being strong.

Louis's POV

I watched as Harry walked up the stairs, his head down and his hands balled up in fists. I wonder what's going on.

I walked back into the living room and took a seat beside Liam. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Is there something wrong?"

I shook my head. "I'm not sure. But it's not me. It's Harry. He looks really upset Liam. Remember that time when he came to school? His eyes were puffy had his hands were balled into fists. Remember how he said he was fine?"

Liam nodded his head with a worried expression on his face.

"Yes, but that only happened because of Darcy. They weren't even dating then but they're now. Why would Harry be so upset now?" Liam asked.

"I'm not sure Liam. But I know it has something to do with her."

Darcy's POV

"Please just let me go! I've done what you wanted me to do. I've broken his heart. Why am I still here?" Tears were falling from my already puffy eyes. I was currently tied to a chair, Josh and Marley standing in front of me.

Marley just laughed. "Because my plan isn't over. There's a little bit left and I can't have you running back to Harry and telling him the truth. That just won't do."

She flipped her hair and he twitched out of the room. I glared at her from behind wishing that I could punch her again.

When she was gone, I turned my attention on Josh. He had taken a seat on a chair off to the corner, his head in his hands.

"I know you love Marley." I spoke. I stared at him and waited for his reaction.

"W-what?" He looked up and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not stupid and I wasn't born yesterday. You obviously have a thing for her." Josh stared at me for a moment, his eyes suddenly glossed over.

"Is it that obvious?" He asked.

I nodded my head. "Why do you like her anyways. She's a total bitch." I shrugged my shoulders.

Josh let out a sigh and dragged his chair so he could sit beside me.

"I know. I just- I don't know. She's not like this with me. Really."

It was my turn to sigh. "What about Abby?"

His head fell when I said her name.

"We broke up a couple weeks ago. She found out that I cheated on her with Marley and she freaked. She told me she hated me and she never wanted to see me again."

"Wow. Well, you know she was gonna find out sooner or later."

He nodded. "Ya, but I guess it's better this way."

"What's better this way?" A high pitched voice spoke. We turned around to see Marley with her hands on her hips glaring at us.

"Nothing Marley! It was nothing!" Josh pipped up. I rolled my eyes and watched them.

"Whatever. Josh, make sure she doesn't get anywhere. I'm going home."

She walked out and I turned back to Josh.

"Please let me go."

Harry's POV

A loud banging was coming from my door but I tried to ignore it. It wasn't helping my massive headache and all I could think about was why. Why me? Why us? Why can't I ever have it easy?

I shifted to my side and watched as the door shook from the banging. I sat up and glared at the door and suddenly watched it come off its hinges.

"There that should do it." Liam smiled as he leaned the door against the wall. In came Louis, Zayn and Niall. They all stood in a line a stared at me until Louis pipped up.

I was still in shock and I hadn't noticed what they were doing. Zayn was pulling clothes out from my closet and Louis was pulling me out of bed.

"—you will not be in bed all day." Louis spoke. I finally turned to him and let out a sigh.

"Fine. What do you suggest we do?" I mumbled.

"There's a crazy party going on." Niall grinned. I rolled my eyes. How cliche could they get? I grabbed the clothes from Zayn's and kicked them out of my room.

"Be downstairs in ten minutes Harry." Liam called. I nodded my head even though they couldn't see.

Maybe this will be good for me. I'm seriously done being the nice guy.

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I shoved my hands deep into my pockets as the boys and I walked through the crowded room of teenagers. The room was filled with people from my school and a bunch of other schools.

"Well you know I won't be back for a while." Zayn smirked as a girl with curly black hair grabbed him to dance.

I let a out a long sigh and decided to get a drink. Niall said he'd come along and Liam walked off to find someone. Louis was already gone when we stepped into the room.

"Cheer up Harry. Just let lose tonight. Don't worry about anything."

"I guess you're right Niall. Thanks." We got our first drinks and I drank it in nearly a minute. I grabbed another and then another until I could feel that buzz in my head.

"I'll be back." I told Niall. He nodded his head as I walked off into the mass of bodies.

I made it to the stairs until I bumped into someone. I looked up to see Marley. She was smiling sweetly and suddenly I noticed how pretty she actually was. Her long blond hair was just above her hips. It curled at the ends and it framed her heart shaped face perfectly. She had a petite waist and wider hips making her look like a dancer. Her blue eyes stood out in her large eyes and she had one of the brightest smiles.

"Hi Harry." She gave me a hug.

"H-hi." I stuttered.

"Have you seen Darcy? I was sure she'd come to my party." She pouted.

I raised a brow. "Why are you so considered with her anyways? I thought you hated her? I asked, curiosity sobering me up.

"I don't know. I just feel sorry."

I nodded my head. "We'll don't be. She's a lying bitch and I hate her. I'm done with Darcy."

I stared at her for a second and grabbed her hand.

"We're dancing." I muttered. She shrugged her shoulders as I led her to the dance floor.

"What about Darcy?" She asked. I stood in front of her before grabbing the sides of her face and pressing my lips to hers.

"Nothing. I'm done with her. Now please distract me before I go crazy."

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