Her soft lips were tender against mine and the world seemed to be different. Like I was seeing things through her eyes. Every spark that flied up her spine when our skin touched. The slow claps that were surrounding our ears made no sense to my brain for this magnificent sight took control over my eyes. Eventually the kiss had to end and I stared at her eyes which were now full of beloved tears. She had a seductive look in her eyes-underneath all of her salty water. I clasped her hands in mine and pulled her towards me, her low chest pressing against mine. “Forever and always,” I whispered into her ear which had turned bright red.
“I’m never going to leave you. I love you and if I ever…” her voice broke of as I gently hushed her. While I placed wet kisses on her forehead, Ellie took deep and unsteady breaths. Her eyes suddenly caught mine staring at her and a shaky smile stretched her lips. I couldn’t remove my plain eyes from her smooth skin, blushered cheeks, painted lips or her trembling fingers. I took one of hands and entwined her delicate fingers with mine. I gave her arm a gentle tug to tempt her down the aisle. Her feet fell along, like she was numb. I shook my head and carried on gently tugging at her arm. People watched as we walked down the small and silky pathway but I looked straight ahead, hoping Ellie would do the same.
A large sized stomach had doubled hers. The baby was growing, and fast. One of her hand was now stretched protectively over the bump and her mouth was moving-as if talking to the baby. She was only eight weeks pregnant yet she felt attached to the poor thing. Her eyes looked dazed, as if not sure what had just happened, but soon she stopped in her steps and shook her head. Then she looked normal after she pulled out a paper tissue from her bouquet- weird? –and wiped of her lipstick. She sighed and gave a soft nod before catching up with me. We were right in front of the over sized door by now and I twisted the handle. I yanked it open with ease and then whispered into Ellie’s ear, “Welcome to the family, Mrs. Ellie Styles,” in a sickly sweet tone. Her eyes fluttered while she bit the insides of her cheeks. I kissed them-her shining eyes and rosy cheeks-and then entered the large church hall. Pure silk painted the tables; paper white walls surrounded us; glittering wood brown underneath out own feet and then there was a stall with (what looked like) a DJ stand and a few microphones and things. Right in the center of the hall laid a colossal oval shaped ring. With only one entry and then a miniature wall creating the rest.
Ellie’s eyes where lit up with awe and her gorgeous hand were covering her open mouth-attempting to stop an ear splitting scream I presumed. I wanted this evening to be perfect so I took her by the edge of her fingers and towed her to the small oval. I snaked my long arms around her waist and she robotically moved her thin arms around my neck. I looked over to the man with the music and gave him a nod to show in signal that I was ready for the music to begin. We just stepped from one foot to the other, the whole time just gazing into each other’s soul. It wasn’t until about a minute someone spoke.
“Did I ever tell you the time I planned my own wedding when I was little?” Ellie asked and looked me in the eye. This came as a pleasant and funny shock to my heart. I looked to the ground in embarrassment for I had planned my wedding as a young child as well.
“No, I don’t recall that information. Go on, tell me now,” I replied while stroking her round cheeks with my thumbs. Ellie hesitated before gulping in a deep breath and beginning.
“This new boy band had came out from X factor and I was absolutely bonkers for one of them. I pretended to marry them. Now remember, I was about six so…it’s not funny!” I was laughing so hard tears entered my eyes; she couldn’t stay made at me for long. “Anyway, I planned it and to save the boredom, it looked just like this in my mind,” her tone was sugary as it entered my ears and I just wanted to suddenly kiss her lips. I resisted though for it didn’t feel like the right time.
“Your beautiful, you know that right?” I whispered and suddenly the blood drained from her face. She sucked in a sharp breath and staggered back. Her body tensed yet shook at the same time. She whipped her head around furiously and clenched her eyes shut. Abruptly, her eyes snapped open and they where a deep purple. Full of wisdom and circled around her pupils.
“I’m calling in her deepest breath. She’s mine, not yours! I swear I’m coming for you, and this war is not over. While she is breathing, then so am I,” the words dribbled out of her mouth but the voice belonged to and achingly familiar voice. Ellie’s eyes blinked a couple time, erasing the purple and replacing them with her own colored orbs. She walked mechanically forward before falling into my arms. I clasped at her and saw the other guests arriving.
“Listen Ellie, I’m going to take you home. We have to get home, can you walk?” her body refused to respond so I placed one of my hand under her legs and swept her off her feet. I took small steps towards the exit, keeping my eyes on the crowd the entire time. I pushed the handle down and quickly exited. When we arrived back at my Range Rover I, with a lot of struggle, opened the passenger seat and sat her down on the cream leather. I ‘accidently’ slammed the car door shut, causing Ellie to wake in fright. Once she had calmed herself again I climbed in the driver’s seat and turned on the ignition. The car’s low purr steadied Ellie’s breath until large tears covered her cheeks.
“This is all my fault, I am so stupid every time something nice happens to me, I ruin it by having some kind of disability making my piss…” her hate was interrupted by choking sobs and I felt awful. I shoved myself towards her and hauled her upon my lap. She turned her head slightly and rubbed her soft nose against my cheek. It’s funny really, whenever she feels close or comfortable near me she just…does that. I took the opportunity to pull out my phone and quickly send Harry a text.
Marcel
Taking Ellie home, long story. Let the others know.
I wasn’t expecting a reply which I didn’t get anyway. The silence was disturbing so I began to hum a gentle tune. Soon after I began, her chest rose and fell heavily and it was obvious that she was asleep. Without disturbing her, I gently laid her against the window-as if she was still awake. I had wasted petrol by just sitting there but it wasn’t to my care right then. I flicked on my head lights and pulled out of the car park.
We were at Ellie’s house within five minutes. The house which soon would become mine as well. I softly lifted her out of the car and just as I was about the pull out my keys, the door opened and I found out that it was Louis and Liam who had fortunately opened it for me. Good, Harry had told them. Ellie puffed out a small whine and clutched to my blazer mumbling strange words like, “the end…world…fire…explode…ha,” she giggled at the end of her confusing sentence which caused us all to join her. Harry and Niall had now entered the hallway and were looking at Ellie with sorrow.
“I’m not really in the mood right now to explain. I think I might just take her upstairs and look after her,” the blonde one nodded in answer for the all and I started to climb the stairs. “It’s going to be okay Ellie, nothing to worry about, just you and I.” I mumbled into her ear as we entered our coral blue bed room. I placed her in the middle of her large bed and her eyes fluttered open. She tugged at her cheeks and rubbed her eyes. Ellie kept her eyes closed but I knew she was awake for her breathing had changed. I hovered at the edge of the bed in case she needed her space or she needed me.
Once ten minutes had passed Ellie sat up straight with immense speed. Her gorgeous eyes wide with shock, trembling fingers clutched the silky duvet, her stretched mouth gasping in large amounts of oxygen. Snow whiteness covered her face all the way down to her shoulders. Small droplets of sweats fell from her forehead and underneath her neck. She eyed the room, searching for something and someone. She turned her head in my direction and her breathing slowed down. Silence filled the air in desperation to cause us pain. I ignored her pleads for me to stay away and went closer to her body. The heat flowing from her skin was blistering.
When I was closer enough, I pulled her into a deathly hug and didn’t let go. I then realized how much I needed her and how much something was bothering Ellie. “What is it? What is wrong? I can’t help you if you don’t tell me…” she refused to tell me but I already had a fair idea of what it was. She’d been having the same nightmares as me. That bloodsucking murderer. He’d been threatening to kill my wife which had always given me that same reaction that she had just presented. For her it must’ve been my death she had seen, which touched my heart for she loved me so much to be horrified like that. Yet I still worried for her safety and I knew we needed to get away…far away.
We had decided that our honey moon would be in Brazil. The night we arrive would be the night of love. We hadn’t planned that it was just a coincidence. I needed something to distract Ellie and that was the only thing I could think of. “Hey listen, don’t let whatever it was get between us. Okay remember we still have Brazil to go to. Ellie baby I need you, the baby needs you,” my distraction had turned itself into sorrow pleads for her to respond. “Show me that you are still there Ellie. Show me you still care and love me. Remember your vows and us. Remember.” Tears fell from my eyes and became despairing sobs from her answer.
“I’m sorry, I don’t remember. I’m not sure who you are but…but I believe you. Your face is familiar and I think I’ve just got married judging by our clothes. I’m so sorry sir but who are you?” I wanted to die, there and then. I wouldn’t give up on us, she said she believed.
“My name is Marcel, and you’re Ellie. We got married today. I’m your husband Ellie. You’re pregnant with my baby. You’ve had a baby before with a Vampire. You and I are werewolves. Um…you’re dad is in prison for abusing you. You and your mum reunited when he got sent down.” I was sobbing at remembering all of the wonderful nights that we had together and how she couldn’t remember them.
“I remember. I remember that the vampire, how I felt sorry for him and that’s why I did that. I remember…err…you fighting for me to save me from someone…my father yes…him…um I remember you used to be really nerdy and I fell in love with you because…um…because you touched my heart and made it pound. I don’t remember ever changing into a wolf or being pregnant or married. I’m so sorry.” I was glad that she remembered something at least. But she had forgotten our marriage, the wolf wasn’t important. She was still pregnant and her bump could show that. I gazed at her stomach and just as hoped her eyes followed. A small yet pleasant gasp escaped her mouth.
“Your name, it’s Marcel…S-s-s-s…I’m lost…err…your last name always made me think of…dresses which were in…fashion…um…Sty…style…STYLES! Marcel Styles! And in a huge place you said something like ‘Welcome to the family…Mrs. E-e-Elle-Ellie! Ellie…Styles!” she shook her head and sighed. Showing that there was nothing more.
“Maybe the family and friends downstairs might help. Come on.” She jumped off the bed too fast causing her to stumble backwards and land back on the bed. I rushed over to her to help her gain balance. “Take it easy…one step at a time,” I captured her hand and gave her help to make to the living room. All of her friends and new family where sat in silence just day dreaming. I coughed a little which made them snap into reality. Ellie leaned over to me and spoke into my ear.
“There was a reason why I couldn’t date that blonde boy…” Niall’s head snapped in our direction in confusion.
“She lost some of her memory. She had a trauma attack. Sorry.” All eyes were now gazing at us but Ellie’s where squinted at Harry. She chewed her lip in frustration.
“Same thing goes for that boy…” she added. Perhaps it’s because you’re my wife! I thought in annoyance. Ellie twirled her finger in a strand of her hair and suddenly jumped in joy. “You’re gay! Err…Harry…And…Niall! You two are…dating…are gay!” her tone of voice was delighted and made me face palm. Never had I seen someone so happy to see gay people. “I remember…no I don’t…yes I do…two boys…both names beginning with L…brown hair and a girl…P something and another man…dark skin and…black…hair…he…cancer…Cancer sticks is what um…thingy calls them…” thingy? As in Harry! Her arms and hands where flying all over the place in despair.
“The dark boy is called Zayn and he is with that girl called Penelope…you call her Penny for short. The two boys are Liam and Louis and yes they are also gay. By the way…thingy…is Harry.” I filled her in with the missing information. Ellie cheered and clapped her hands while bouncing up and down.
“Penelope…whenever I hear that name I think of a girl with pink clothes and goes on adventures…that’s why! I used to watch Penelope Pit stop when I was little. Who is this other person? Brown hair really pale um…cold and deadly…you guys killed him…um burned him ‘cause he had done something to me…Rhyd…Rhydian ain’t it?” great…she had remembered the beast but it was something. Her memory was gaining confidence and fast. I snaked my arm around her hip and whispered into her ear,
“No more of him…think of us. Harry is my brother and you’ve got a sister and a brother.”
“Oh yes, Lillie and Joshua and I know my mum. I have no problem with them it’s just you. There is something about you…something that happened today. I told you that I was stupid and that I ruin everything. We were dancing when it happened and…I had just married you. I remember our song being chasing cars and you looked so nervous. I remember making up a small speech that I wished to say. I blacked out and suddenly I felt like I was dying yet words came out of my mouth. You were horrified and then I fell and you sang?” my cheeks heated as a sign that she was right.
“Actually I hummed.” I replied bluntly before glancing around the room. I was thinking about the baby and what the names would be. “You know you’re eight weeks right? About two months into pregnancy?” I asked her which came as no shock to her.
“No but looking through my memories it doesn’t seem to shock. I was thinking, if this baby is a girl…I wanna call her…hmm…Charlie. What? Charlie is a girl’s name!” I had raised an eyebrow at the name and decided it wasn’t that bad.
“Good to see your back to your old self. But haven’t you forgotten something?” I asked her yet she nodded. “Don’t I get a say in that? I mean it’s a nice name but I’ve heard better…”
“Who is the mother? This face over here so just shut up!” her aggressiveness was comforting and I yanked her into the hallway. “Hey! Okay not so rough…that sounds rude to anyone else? No…just me? Whatever…” she had perked up since I had given her an idea about something. We where now currently back into the bedroom and she sighed. Without warning she stripped down into her under wear and bra. She opened her closet and yanked out a small summer dress. It was bright yellow with a green butterfly pattern circling the waist. Ellie glanced in the mirror and he face looked disgusted. She scrubbed her lips with a wet wipe and then her eyes.
“Too much make up for any liking. Oh yes…that reminds me. Noticed I haven’t been collage for a year? I was planning on visiting and telling them I would no longer be participating in their school. Going to come?” it was a surprise. She hadn’t spoken about collage since I had met her and yet now she was going to tell them she dropped out.
“Okay, sure but do you remember Georgia? You used to call her Malibu Barbie.” I replied which made her burst out in hysterics. She was nodding despite her choking laughs. While she was in her fit I changed into a pair of ripped jeans and a loose checkered button up shirt. Her laughing had turned into a low chatter. I shook my head and galloped down the stairs. As expected I could hear her light fair steps behind me and so I picked up speed and got to the door before her. I grabbed the keys and opened the Range Rover.
We arrived at the rather small collage and entered through the doors. Ellie had directed me to the Principles office even though I still just followed her. About halfway down a corridor a high pitched voice squeaked which made Ellie stop in her tracks. “Oh, look who’s finally got themselves knocked up! The one and only funky punky!” Ellie pivoted around, both arms covering her stomach.
“Why ‘ello Barbie. See you still have drowned you face in make-up. See you’re still a loner.” I took a sneaky look at her and her body was covered in plastic surgery. Her breasts where heaving past her rib bone and I don’t even wish to talk about her rear end for I forbid myself to look there. I knew that that would’ve been a start of world war 3.