Believe
Driver's ed
Marcel's pov
By the end of my final period I was exhausted. I was walking to my locker when someone hit my stuff, which made it fall.
"Who do you think your a hot shot faggot! Think you could just take my girl away with no concequences???" Luke screamed in my ear and pushed me over.
"Do you really think a goddess like that could ever love a low life nerd like you???!!! Just back away from her you fag!!!"
"Takes one to know one." I mumbled trying to pick up my stuff.
That's when Luke kicked me in the gut. He continully kicked me until something slapped him. More specific someone.
"Back the fuck off Luke!" I hear Adriana yell. Then I barely saw her slap him again. My glasses had fallen off and I only saw colorful dots. She then tried for a third time but he grabbed her hand.
"No, no, no it's not the woman that hits the man It's the other way around!" He said and tried to slap her.
She ducked and the grabbed his arm. "No,no, no it's impossible to compare a little boy to a man! Anyways it's a crime to hit a woman!" She said mocking him then she took her knee to his groin.
He moaned and fell to the ground. She rushed over to help me up. When she bent down her beautiful red hair billowed over her shoulder, well I guess all I could see was the red color of her hair. "Marcel are you ok? Are you bleeding? What did that jackass do to you?" She asked through tears. Some of which dripped warmly onto my skin.
I wiped her tears with my pointer finger and put my hand on her neck. "It's Harry." I said and tried to get up.
She helped me up bent down to get my classes (and again I stared at the round blur of her ass) and we dashed to our lockers to get our stuff.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked as we were walking out the door.
"What about you driver's ed?" She asked after wiping the remaining of her tears.
"It's a piece of bullshit anyways. Someone like me can't go around riding something like a motorcycle..." I said pitying myself.
"A motorcycle??? If you would have told me that I could have told you I know how to drive one and own one, Marcel!!!" She said excitedly, grabbing my arm with her hand.
"I already told you, you can call me Harry. Short for Harold Marcel Styles." I said scratching my neck.
"Really? Is that what your girlfriends call you?" She said turning her head to me. With a funny smirk on her face.
"I've never had a girlfriend before." I said stupidly.
"Do you want one?" She asked me. I knew I was probably really red by now.
"It depends... Would you, Adriana Mia Thorne, Like to go out with me, Harold Marcel Styles?" I asked, trying to get ready for being shot down.
"Well..."
By the end of my final period I was exhausted. I was walking to my locker when someone hit my stuff, which made it fall.
"Who do you think your a hot shot faggot! Think you could just take my girl away with no concequences???" Luke screamed in my ear and pushed me over.
"Do you really think a goddess like that could ever love a low life nerd like you???!!! Just back away from her you fag!!!"
"Takes one to know one." I mumbled trying to pick up my stuff.
That's when Luke kicked me in the gut. He continully kicked me until something slapped him. More specific someone.
"Back the fuck off Luke!" I hear Adriana yell. Then I barely saw her slap him again. My glasses had fallen off and I only saw colorful dots. She then tried for a third time but he grabbed her hand.
"No, no, no it's not the woman that hits the man It's the other way around!" He said and tried to slap her.
She ducked and the grabbed his arm. "No,no, no it's impossible to compare a little boy to a man! Anyways it's a crime to hit a woman!" She said mocking him then she took her knee to his groin.
He moaned and fell to the ground. She rushed over to help me up. When she bent down her beautiful red hair billowed over her shoulder, well I guess all I could see was the red color of her hair. "Marcel are you ok? Are you bleeding? What did that jackass do to you?" She asked through tears. Some of which dripped warmly onto my skin.
I wiped her tears with my pointer finger and put my hand on her neck. "It's Harry." I said and tried to get up.
She helped me up bent down to get my classes (and again I stared at the round blur of her ass) and we dashed to our lockers to get our stuff.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked as we were walking out the door.
"What about you driver's ed?" She asked after wiping the remaining of her tears.
"It's a piece of bullshit anyways. Someone like me can't go around riding something like a motorcycle..." I said pitying myself.
"A motorcycle??? If you would have told me that I could have told you I know how to drive one and own one, Marcel!!!" She said excitedly, grabbing my arm with her hand.
"I already told you, you can call me Harry. Short for Harold Marcel Styles." I said scratching my neck.
"Really? Is that what your girlfriends call you?" She said turning her head to me. With a funny smirk on her face.
"I've never had a girlfriend before." I said stupidly.
"Do you want one?" She asked me. I knew I was probably really red by now.
"It depends... Would you, Adriana Mia Thorne, Like to go out with me, Harold Marcel Styles?" I asked, trying to get ready for being shot down.
"Well..."
Notes
If anyone ever thinks something in my fanfic is stupid or not interesting I would love you guys feedback ;)~Forever Young
ohhhh thats ok
:)
10/12/13