Live As We Know It

{Marcel's POV}

After dropping Luke off at the police station and filing a report, I hopped back into his car and drove home. I chewed down on my lip, thinking about the two and a half years. My life had been so horrible. It had been so awful. Then I met Olivia. She saved me. She stood up for me. She was a friend. She was someone to lean on, and to turn to. She was perfect. I fell so hard for her and felt I wasn't good enough. I changed myself so much and then I made myself into a monster. I lost her. We gained a crazy man to our lives and then everything lifted up. She became my girlfriend. Then she was my fiancé. Now, she's my wife.

The day Kellyn was born, I saw a gleam in Olivia's eyes that made me feel so much more hope for our future as a couple. Kellyn was the light of our lives. My friends were super great with her, and just super great in general. Kellyn was going to have an amazing life, and I'd make sure of it. Kellyn was my princess, Olivia my queen, because when they were with me, I felt like a king.

Zayn, Louis, Niall and Liam were at one point some of the worst people I had ever met, but soon became some of the best friends a guy could ask for. Even though they lived far away, Niall and Liam would always be those two brother-like figures. They were the kind of brothers that were super upbeat and you look up to. They were great. Louis was the kind of brother you envy and wish you were just like. He's hardcore and has that 'like I care' attitude, but he's really nice, funny and a total jokester. And Zayn? Well, Zayn's just.. amazing. He's the brother that you live with. You two can't be separated. These guys were my brothers.

I bit on my lip as I came up on the final road before my house. The house where we'd raise Kellyn, and hopefully some other children. The house where my wife stayed everyday to take care of our baby. The house where my buds and I can hang out and be guys. The house that I go back to every evening from a day of hard work, to be filled with love and affection. Home sweet home, indeed.

People told me I'd never make it. People told me no one would ever love me. People told me I'd never achieve. People always told me I'd be a fail forever. But I started out pretty young, pretty early and I'm doing pretty good now. I'm doing great. I guess what they say is true. No matter what anyone says, it doesn't matter. You can do anything if you try. You're not a fail. You're not a loser. You're a human and as humans, we can do anything. No one should ever feel like I did and feel like they aren't good enough, because they are. Everyone has worth, we all just need to realize it.

"Marcel!" Olivia exclaimed as I turned into the driveway, putting the car in park and climbing out of the car. She jogged toward me, holding Kellyn close as I grabbed them and held them close.

"Is everyone okay?" I whispered against Olivia's hair.

Olivia nodded, "yes, baby, are you?"

"As long as you are, my love." I smiled, kissing her with as much passion as I could give. She kissed back, smiling against my lips and holding Kellyn even tighter.

As we parted, Olivia whispered, "We're gonna be okay?"

"We're all going to be okay, baby." I whispered with a small, "all of us."

Olivia smiled bright, wrapping an arm around my waist as we walked inside. Louis and Zayn sat on the porch, seeing us and getting up, joining us while we entered the house, where Niall and Liam were. I let go of Olivia, turning to the door and smiling a bit outside.


"All of us." I whispered as I closed the door.



















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