Louis POV.
Marcel didn't know what was happening but he got up and walked over to us. Pulling James off of me as if he were a rag doll he said
"What's going on here!" In a voice so deep would had never guessed it was his.
"Fuck off nerd!" James spat and turned to me.
Before he could strike, though I was ready, Marcel boxed his ear, then grabbed him by the throat and in a deep raspy voice said.
"I think you should go" a pushed him outside where he huffed off in shock.
Marcel went to sit on the couch looking flushed, but before he made it, collapsed.
"MARCEL!" I yell, running to his side.
I peel open his eyes that were rolled back into his head, he was shaking and I guessed he was having a seizure, I called 911 and looked for a pencil.
"911 what's your emergency?" The operator asked.
"HELP MY BOYFRIENDS" did I just call him that?
"HAVING A SEIZURE!" I yelled, putting the pencil in his mouth to keep him from biting his tongue.
"Okay sir stay on the line with me. What's the address?" She asked.
I answered all her questions and followed her instructions. Once the ambulances arrived, so did the last person who wanted to see this, followed by a scream

Notes

To one reads anymore :(