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.


18. Reality & Love



   "This is real?" I asked as Marcel nodded for the thousandth time.

   "You saw it on the website, why is it such a surprise? Did you think the picture was a life size version?" Marcel teased, playfully poking his tongue out as I rolled my eyes, giggling.

   "It's just. So much more spacious and, oh! I can imagine, the couch there...the TV there!" I squealed, pointing to random places amoungst the living room. Marcel chuckled as I watched him shake his head out of the corner of my eye. My cheeks reddened as I looked up, my eyes widening.

   "Damn, these ceilings are high!" I exclaimed, mentally estimating how far of a drop it would be from the mini balcony above me down. We all know somehow I would fall. Somehow, someway.

   "I'm hoping considering the features listed high ceilings!" Marcel once more teased as I playfully pouted, crossing my arms across my chest. He laughed once more, walking over behind me and wrapping his arms around my torso.

   "I'm just joking love.." His deep British accent spoke as I nodded, leaning my head back to rest on his shoulder. I felt his soft lips press against the skin of my forehead, a tingling quickly spreading through my body before disappearing.

   "Be careful of my cast.." I groaned, slightly wiggling the enormous contraption. For some reason, this wasn't as fun to have as the other. My arm was constantly itching and the cast itself was way to tight. I'm hypothesizing that blood was already stopped flowing to my arm.

   "I'm so sorry this happe-," 

   "Stop apologizing, I told you I forgave you let's just keep it at that. New start, remember? Nothing from back in California!" I spoke, my tone suddenly very solemn and grave. He nodded his head as we continued throughout the house, my boots constantly speaking against the floors. I marveled at every little item, in awe of the beauty of such a simple ordinary thing.

   "I'm guessing you like this house?" Marcel chuckled as I nodded, looking over at him. I held my arms out as he nodded, holding his open. I walked towards him , wrapping my small arms around his torso, my head rested up against beneath his collar bone.

   "I love you!" I whispered as his lips pressed to the top of my head.

   "I love you too angel!" He whispered back as a smile came to my lips naturally.

   "So, there's not a single thing back in California, nothing left in my house?" I asked as Marcel pulled away to look in my eyes. He pressed his lips together, shaking his head as a pang of hurt ran through me. That's the only house I've ever known. It feels so different, but I'm willing to try.

   "O-Okay," I stuttered as Marcel searched my eyes.

   "Everything will be okay babe. This will be good for us, just watch!" Marcel assured as I nodded my head, wrapping my arms tighter around him as we both laughed, Marcel's arms rocking us back and forth on our feet.

   "Come on, let's go look at upstairs!" Marcel spoke quietly in my ear. Before I could move, or even respond his strong toned arms swept my off the ground, my body laying bridal style in his grasp. I laughed, making sure my cast was rested on my stomach as he raced up the stairs.

   "Oh.." I gasped, admiring the second level. It was incredibly spacious, everything so...perfect.

   "Marcel!" I squealed, jumping down from his arms as I lightly landed on my feet. I traveled in and out of every room, my eyes widening as I entered every door.

   "THIS ONE IS MINE!" I shouted as I heard Marcel chuckle.

   "You mean our's?" He smiled as I smile even larger, shaking my head as I placed my hands on my hips.

   "You can sleep in the garage, this room is mine!" I laughed as he raised an eyebrow, his smile still held on his lips although it was lopsided.

   "Okay, so I can't do this!" Marcel spoke, walking over to stand behind me, his lips pressing to the base of my neck. I bit the inside of my lip, my fingers fidgeting.

   "Or this.." He said while leaving feather like kisses along the stretch of my neck. I suppressed a moan as he began sucking and nibbling at the gentle, delicate skin. I could feel the blood rise as his hot breath fanned over the expanse.

   "Or this.." He continued, peppering kisses across the top of my neck, leaving a longer one right beneath my ear as I let a small, quiet moan escape. I could feel him smirk against my neck as he continued on.

   "Or this.." His lips mumbled, leaving the slightest kisses along my jawline as I shifted my feet, letting my eyes flutter shut.

   "Or how about this!" He finished, using his index finger to tilt my head to the side as press his lips to mine. I smiled, turning my whole body around as I let my arms hang loosely around his hips.

   "You have no idea what you do to me!" I whispered, my lips right beside his ear as I saw a shiver course through him.

   "I think I could say the same." He replied as I quiet giggle left my lips.

   "So, I guess I'll go to the garage!" Marcel sighed, marching away as if he were in a marching band. Before he could advance further, I grasped his arm pulling him into the room, slamming the door shut.

   "I thought so!" He chuckled as I scoffed playfully, letting my hand fall from his arm.

   A sudden frown appears on my lips as Marcel looks down at me concerned.

   "Are you okay babe?" He asks as I look up with him, tears collecting in my eyes.

   "I-I just. It's kind of stupid.." I mumbled, a single tear rolling down my face.

   "Tell me." He urged, using his thumb to wipe it away. I looked back up at him, sniffling.

   "It's just...a new house. Like I said, that old house. It has so many memories...memories with my parents and-and.." I faltered, unable to continue on before I broke into sobs, letting my back rest against the wall as I slid down, letting my hair cover my face.

   "Babe, don't worry. I know it's hard but we'll get through this...together!" He tried to confirm as he gently pulled my hands from my face. Sorrow filled his eyes as he gently lifted me up before wiping the tears that had strayed.

   I nodded my head, more tears falling as he soothingly rubbed my back. 

   "Can I call Emma later?" I asked as Marcel scrunched his forehead, a small smile inhabiting his talking lips.

   "Why are you asking me?" He chuckled lightly as I shrugged my shoulders. He nodded as I smiled, leaving a kiss on his cheek.

   "Uh, are you alright?" Marcel asked as he looked down at me.

   "I got to go to the bathroom, that was a freaking long drive!" I spoke, lightly hopping. He chuckled, gesturing to outside the door. I smiled, running to find the bathroom, relieved when I finally did. And well...we all know what goes on in a restroom.

   I washed my hands, walking back out as I found Marcel unpacking our things. I stood quietly, admiring the sight. His short sleeves hiding none of his skin. His muscles tightened each time he bent down to lift something, his tattoos seeming to come alive. His curls flopped near his face, each time he bent down and may I say. I have truly never seen something so beautiful, cute yet incredibly sexy at the same time.

   "Really?" He smirked as I snapped out of my fantasy, looking him in the eye.

   "Huh?" I asked, as he chuckled.

   "I have truly never seen something so beautiful, cute yet incredibly sexy at the same time!" He quoted, his voice girly as he held his hand to his heart.

   "Marcel!" I exclaimed, laughing as my face turned beet red.

   "He's just so perfect!" He continued, his voice higher than before. I let out a small scream, laughing as I fell onto the bed, making sure I didn't hurt my broken arm.

   He finally stopped, laughing as I felt the bed curve beside me.

   "I'm just kidding babe, but I'm happy you think that!" He said, his hands resting on my back. I kept still, a smile taking over my lips.

   ''Just to let you know, you're beautiful, cute, sexy, adorable, hot and so many other things!'' He added on as I felt my cheeks warm. His hand grasped my chin, gently turning me head as he bent down looking into my eyes.

   "I love you." He whispered.

   "I love you!" I replied, his lips pressing against mine as I savored every passing second. Nothing can describe my love for this man.










   Hey guys, that sucked but I wanted to get a chapter up. It's sort of short but I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately. Some random guy I don't even know began calling me a whore on Instagram for no damn reason! A girl who was my friend but bullies me now is trying to steal my two best friends and asked to be my friend than called my mom stubborn because she wouldnt let me hang out with her. Can you blame my mom? She fucking got every single girl to call me the following things...


- Ugliest girl in the world






-attention seeker

and many other things I cant remember. Pretty much every name in the book...ugh, mean girls (pun intended)


ANywho, whos excited for christmas? I sure am! Do you guys want me to do a Christmas Haul on my channel???

Love you :) x




If you read this all comment 'Christmas 2013 #WewantMarcella' and your answer to my video question :)

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