You Can't Resist Me For Long...

•°•Racheal•°•

I'm really glad today's Wednesday. Going to Auntie Browns meant we can escape reality and be able to relax with a cool lady. No boys, no drama; just me and my bestie.

Once the final bell rang, I ran to the drama room. Marciline came out pouting with a laughing Louis and a smoking Zayn. When her eyes found me, she ran like her life depended on it. Grabbing me for a bone crushing hug was the first thing she did. Then as if I weren't already out of beath, she began to sprint down the hallways, dragging me along.

I may be a volley ball player but after one of Marcilines infamous hugs, its like you've ran three miles under ten minutes right after eating donuts.

"Mar-Marciline!!... wait.. up.... damnit" I huffed. Right when the words left my mouth, she stopped making me ram into her. "Okay.. ow..." she spun around with a small smile. "I'm telling you Marcy, you should seriously join the track team." My friend made a sound of disgust.

"Yea cause I totally want Coach Lyerla on my case all the time wondering why I slack of in gym when I can actually do good." She rolled her eyes and began to fall in step with me. Liam waved at us before disappearing into a crowd of football players. He knew what we were doing today.

"Yeesh. What did the poor man do to you to make you hate him so much?" I questioned as we walked out of the enterance.

"Its not that I hate him.. I just dislike him alot. Its isn't his fault this is his job but it is his fault for always getting on my nerves with meanie-ness." She pouted. I laughed at her face. Her eyes got bigger when she pouted. Jokingly, I pinched her cheeks making cooing noises. "Stop it Raaaaaaacheal!!!" She whined, making her eyes get bigger. Her hands began to swat mine away. I laughed and pulled out my keys. I'm proud to say that I own a slug bug. Yes, those small little cars that only fit about two people. To me, they're adorable. Mine is a bright green colour and her name is Marcheal. Liam thought of it.

"C'mon slow poke, we got a auntie to see!" I cheered. She grinned and hopped in.

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"Marciline! Racheal! Come in, come in!!!!" She ushered, opening the door wider. She lived in the local old folks home and didn't get alot of company. Actually, her daughter had died of lung cancer when she was about twenty nine. She was engaged and didn't have any children. Its really sad so we make sure to drop in on the holidays too.

One time on her birthday, Marcy and I quickly 'kidnapped' her and took her my house. Both our families were in on it and threw her a small little party. We had Elvis playing cause she loved him and all made her a small meal to try. Our moms had both showed her something back in there day. It made Auntie Brown happy though. Now we take her out to her choice of buffet for her birthday.

"Hey Auntie Brown." Marciline said after giving her a soft hug.

"Marciline. Have you gotten taller? Maybe I've gotten shorter..." we laughed at the quizzical look on her face.

"Nah, you've shrunken Auntie. I told you that toffee candy shrinks people." I joked. She laughed a little, lightly punching me in the shoulder. I pulled her in for a hug saying a 'hello.'

"So, how you two youngin's been?" She asked, slowly walking to her rockingchair. Marcy and I thought it didn't look comfy so last year in FACS class, sewed a two fitted pillow cases that were about the size of the back of the chair and where your bum goes.

"MARCILINES GOT A BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I announced. Marciline was gonna protest but I gave her a look. She looked down at her nails thats still said 'Rach+Marcy' blushing.

"Is he good looking?" Auntie asked with a knowing smile. My friend blushed even more. "C'mon Marcy. Tell Auntie Brown." She encouraged with a teasing smile.

"Yea..." she admitted quietly. Shockingly, Auntie Brown heard it and began to clap with a wide grin.

"His name? If hes a looker, hes gotta have a good name too." She encouraged. This made the colour on Marcy's face darken.

"Zayn Malik..." I laughed but stopped when Auntie Browns clapping ceased. We both looked at the elderly lady to see a proud smile on her face.

"Zayn? My Zaynie? Nice black hair that he obsesses over?" We both gasped. She knew him?

"How????" I asked. Marciline nodded looking confused both of our ees trained on Auntie Brown.

"He comes to visit me usually every Thursday unless something comss up." She answered nonchalantly.

"Wait, hes the boy you sometimes talk about?" I asked, recalling her bring him up from time to time.

"Yup. Ya know, Zayn and I talk about you Marcy." She said to my friend who looked shocked. "Mm hmmm. I think it was the first week of December when he came saying he thinks he likes someone. I of course cause you three are like the grandkids I never had. It took a while but I got it out of him. I didn't tell him I knew you because I didn't know what you thought of him. The next couple visits of December, he would go on about you and how you'd never date him. The boy looked so vunerable. This month I noticed a change though. I never asked him about it but he semed.. happier. Zayn would daze off with a silly grin glued to his face. At least I know now why." She finished proudly.

Maybe its true. Maybe Marciline will change Zayn and keep him away from hurting girls. Just maybe...

Notes

Auntie Brown!!!! And it Racheals POV :D hope this was good meh fellow weirdos c: