Beauty and The Geek
Chapter Three - Avery/Ryan's POV
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"I can't believe that you did that Avery! I thought that we where friends? How could you do that to Marcel!"
"Fuck you Harry!" I scream as I slam the door behind me as I rush from the room. Tears are falling down my cheeks and I hear Harry and Marcel yelling at each other.
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Chapter Three
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"What up Geeks? I got an A++ on my science homework! Yay! So, if you didn't hear... SOMEONE beat up my best friend, Marcel. Yeah, you know who you are. I can't believe that anyone would ever do that.
On a lighter note, a couple of people; Jenna, Catherine, Mark, Davie to name some; sent me some stuff from Comic-Con! Like my shirt?" I stand up and spin around, showing off my super cute Comic-Con tank top, "That's all for now! I'll keep you posted on my Twitter!"
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Marcel looks over at me as I pull my truck outside his house. He's looking at the ground again and I've got my hoodie back on. I quickly get out and let Marcel out of the car, as I walk back to my house.
"W-Where are you g-going?"
"Home!" I snap.
"I-I t-thought that you w-where going t-to stay a-at m-mine."
"I thought that you wouldn't want me too. After..." I trail off. I lightly kick the edge of my truck and watch as Marcel walks over to me.
"I n-never want you t-too leave."
"Then I won't." I lightly kiss his cheek and say, "Can I just go to get some stuff from my house?"
"W-What do you n-need?"
"Make-up."
"Y-You don't need m-make up to c-cover up. You're b-beautiful."
"I'm not." I sigh. My hand reaches to my birthmark and Marcel's hand over laps mine. I shake my head and follow Marcel to his house. Ed and Harry are watching CSI in the living room.
"F-Follow me." Marcel whispers. He leads me up the stairs into his room. It's just as I imagined it. There's a double bed in the corner with a Green Lantern cover, the walls are covered in Super Hero posters and science one. And next to his desk there's a poster of me.
I remember when I did that. I was at VidCon and they had taken a photo of me for the VidCon Female YouTubers. The poster that he has is signed by me. I don't remember signing it for him, but he could have got it off EBay.
"Nice poster of me." I laugh at him. He blushes and I grab his hand, "Where did you get it?"
"Last year at VidCon. You signed it for me?"
"Really? I don't remember signing it, sorry." I walk over to the poster. Marcel blushes as I pick up a vivid and start to write on it. To Marcel, xox Avery.
Marcel's hand is intertwined with mine as I carefully bring my lips to his for a couple of seconds before pulling away. Marcel's lips are warm and soft against mine and I can't believe that he's kissing me, "What are we?" I mumble against his lips.
"W-What do you mean?"
"Are we dating or what?"
"D-Do y-you want t-to be?"
"Yes. I really like you Marcel." I lace my fingers in his hair and bring his lips crashing back down to mine. He tries to keep my with my lips but my hands are already fiddling with the buttons of his pants.
"A-Avery. S-Stop."
"Why? I am doing something wrong?" Worry fills me. I really like Marcel and I don't want to upset him.
"N-No, c-can we go t-to my b-bed?"
"Okay honey." I pull him over towards the bed and he falls on top of me. My calf's are dangling off the edge of the bed and my teeth are biting his lip. My tongue sticks into his mouth. His tongue is smooth against mine and my apple lip-gloss is sticking against his perfect lips.
"Averyyyyy! Marcelllll! Do you guys wanna play a gameeee?!?" Harry yells from downstairs.
"Fuck." I mutter, "Do you?" I ask Marcel.
"O-Okay." He whispers. His warm breath tickles the inside of my ear and I yell to Harry that we'll be down in a minute.
Me and Marcel roll from the bed. I fix my hair in the mirror and we rush downstairs to Harry and Ed.
"What are we playing?"
"Never Have I Ever." Ed grins, "You can learn more about our Marcie."
"D-Don't call m-me Marcie."
Ed is sitting in an arm chair, Harry and Marcel are sitting on the couch and I sit myself between Marcel's legs. Ed smirks pours us all a shot of vodka, "Never have I ever... cheated on a test." I say.
Ed and Harry then both take there shot and Harry says, "Never have I kissed someone of the same gender." Everyone awkwardly looks around when no one takes a shot.
I say, "Never have I touched myself." Smirking, I watch as all of the boys take a shot.
Ed speaks up and says, "Never have I has sex in a car. Sadly."
I look over at Marcel as he leans forward and takes a shot. I do the same. Harry's eyes widen when he sees Marcel drink that vodka, "You've had sex in a car?"
"Y-Yes."
"With who?" They both say. Marcel's cheeks blush and Harry looks over at me, "You? You fucken hooked up with my brother?"
"When?!?" Ed barks at me.
Marcel starts stuttering and I bite my lip.
"I can't believe that you would do that you horrible... whore!" Ed screams.
"I can't believe that you did that Avery! I thought that we where friends? How could you do that to Marcel!"
"Fuck you Harry!" I scream as I slam the door behind me as I rush from the room. Tears are falling down my cheeks and I hear Harry and Marcel yelling at each other.
I get back inside my truck and start to drive. Where am I going to go? I can't go home... Louis. Louis has been my best friend since I was five. He punched Alice when she called me ugly.
Dialing Louis. T:
"Louis?" My voice cracks when I say his name.
"Avery? What's wrong?"
"I can't. I need you. I can't feel it."
"Where are you? Can you come to mine or do you want me to-"
"Can I come to yours?" I feel hot tears running down my cheeks.
"Sure. Niall is here is that's okay?"
"It's fine."
"Okay. How long will you be?"
"Five minutes."
"I'll see you then, love you."
"Love you too." I hang up and start driving to Louis' house. Pressing my light pink lips together, I feel my eyes burning from holding back tears. When I get to Louis house, I rush from the car and when Louis opens the door; I fling myself into his arms.
"It's going to be okay, Aves." He strokes my hair and I press my face into his chest, "C'mon Avery."
He leads me into the living room where Niall is sitting on the couch. Niall is Louis' best friend. He's also funny and his accent makes him sound drunk 88% of the time. He looks over at me and Louis. His bright blue eyes are filled with sadness when he sees me.
"Avery." I can't even speak. More tears fall down my cheeks when I see him. Niall and me have known each other for 12 years, and he's been there for me. Louis' introduced me to him the same day that I met Louis.
"Sit."
I curl down on the couch with Niall and Louis. I rest my head on Niall's shoulder and Louis' arm wraps itself around my waist.
"What's wrong?"
I can barely mumble what's happened.
"What love?" Louis says.
"Marcel... truck... Harry... Never Have I Ever..."
Niall and me have some kind of connection. He can always tell what I'm think, even just with one word, "Princess," he says, "How can he not love you?"
"I... don't know if he does... Harry. Hates me."
"How can we help?"
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Sure love."
Ryan's POV
I look over at Ashlee. She's painting the sky. She loves painting. It's the only thing that she loves. She doesn't have anything left.
"Ash?" I say. Her long curly hair is pulled into a top-knot and she has bright blue paint all over her face.
'Yes?' She signs. Ashlee tends to sign whatever she needs to say. The rest of the time she'll write it down.
"I was wondering... Do you want to go on a date with me?" I bite down on my lip and Ashlee smiles. When she smiles it looks like the sun. She's beautiful. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't feel the same about me but ...
'I would love to go on a date with you, Ryan.'
"Thanks Ashlee!" I almost scream. She winches and then hugs me. Blue paint smudges onto my neck and I laugh. Ashlee grins and picks up her paint brush and puts a blob on blue paint on my nose.
I grab the green and squirt it on to hair. Her eyes widen and she dumps bright pink paint on me. Her bright green eyes are alive with light, almost like there's a star inside then, just wanting to burst out.
She chucks some purple paint on me and I dump some orange paint on her as she almost slips on some of the paint. I catch her in my arms and she smiles at me. Her lips are dark red and her perfect face is littered with paint.
"Ashlee." I whisper.
She smiles and lightly kisses my paint smudged lips. My eyes widen as I taste her soft lips and bitter paint.
"You like me?" I say when we part.
'I have liked you for ages.' She signs hen shrugs.
"I like you too, Ash. Hey, um sorry but have you seen Avery?"
'No. Last time I heard, she was getting Marcel from the hospital. She's 17, she can take care of herself.'
"You're right."
"I can't believe that you did that Avery! I thought that we where friends? How could you do that to Marcel!"
"Fuck you Harry!" I scream as I slam the door behind me as I rush from the room. Tears are falling down my cheeks and I hear Harry and Marcel yelling at each other.
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Chapter Three
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"What up Geeks? I got an A++ on my science homework! Yay! So, if you didn't hear... SOMEONE beat up my best friend, Marcel. Yeah, you know who you are. I can't believe that anyone would ever do that.
On a lighter note, a couple of people; Jenna, Catherine, Mark, Davie to name some; sent me some stuff from Comic-Con! Like my shirt?" I stand up and spin around, showing off my super cute Comic-Con tank top, "That's all for now! I'll keep you posted on my Twitter!"
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Marcel looks over at me as I pull my truck outside his house. He's looking at the ground again and I've got my hoodie back on. I quickly get out and let Marcel out of the car, as I walk back to my house.
"W-Where are you g-going?"
"Home!" I snap.
"I-I t-thought that you w-where going t-to stay a-at m-mine."
"I thought that you wouldn't want me too. After..." I trail off. I lightly kick the edge of my truck and watch as Marcel walks over to me.
"I n-never want you t-too leave."
"Then I won't." I lightly kiss his cheek and say, "Can I just go to get some stuff from my house?"
"W-What do you n-need?"
"Make-up."
"Y-You don't need m-make up to c-cover up. You're b-beautiful."
"I'm not." I sigh. My hand reaches to my birthmark and Marcel's hand over laps mine. I shake my head and follow Marcel to his house. Ed and Harry are watching CSI in the living room.
"F-Follow me." Marcel whispers. He leads me up the stairs into his room. It's just as I imagined it. There's a double bed in the corner with a Green Lantern cover, the walls are covered in Super Hero posters and science one. And next to his desk there's a poster of me.
I remember when I did that. I was at VidCon and they had taken a photo of me for the VidCon Female YouTubers. The poster that he has is signed by me. I don't remember signing it for him, but he could have got it off EBay.
"Nice poster of me." I laugh at him. He blushes and I grab his hand, "Where did you get it?"
"Last year at VidCon. You signed it for me?"
"Really? I don't remember signing it, sorry." I walk over to the poster. Marcel blushes as I pick up a vivid and start to write on it. To Marcel, xox Avery.
Marcel's hand is intertwined with mine as I carefully bring my lips to his for a couple of seconds before pulling away. Marcel's lips are warm and soft against mine and I can't believe that he's kissing me, "What are we?" I mumble against his lips.
"W-What do you mean?"
"Are we dating or what?"
"D-Do y-you want t-to be?"
"Yes. I really like you Marcel." I lace my fingers in his hair and bring his lips crashing back down to mine. He tries to keep my with my lips but my hands are already fiddling with the buttons of his pants.
"A-Avery. S-Stop."
"Why? I am doing something wrong?" Worry fills me. I really like Marcel and I don't want to upset him.
"N-No, c-can we go t-to my b-bed?"
"Okay honey." I pull him over towards the bed and he falls on top of me. My calf's are dangling off the edge of the bed and my teeth are biting his lip. My tongue sticks into his mouth. His tongue is smooth against mine and my apple lip-gloss is sticking against his perfect lips.
"Averyyyyy! Marcelllll! Do you guys wanna play a gameeee?!?" Harry yells from downstairs.
"Fuck." I mutter, "Do you?" I ask Marcel.
"O-Okay." He whispers. His warm breath tickles the inside of my ear and I yell to Harry that we'll be down in a minute.
Me and Marcel roll from the bed. I fix my hair in the mirror and we rush downstairs to Harry and Ed.
"What are we playing?"
"Never Have I Ever." Ed grins, "You can learn more about our Marcie."
"D-Don't call m-me Marcie."
Ed is sitting in an arm chair, Harry and Marcel are sitting on the couch and I sit myself between Marcel's legs. Ed smirks pours us all a shot of vodka, "Never have I ever... cheated on a test." I say.
Ed and Harry then both take there shot and Harry says, "Never have I kissed someone of the same gender." Everyone awkwardly looks around when no one takes a shot.
I say, "Never have I touched myself." Smirking, I watch as all of the boys take a shot.
Ed speaks up and says, "Never have I has sex in a car. Sadly."
I look over at Marcel as he leans forward and takes a shot. I do the same. Harry's eyes widen when he sees Marcel drink that vodka, "You've had sex in a car?"
"Y-Yes."
"With who?" They both say. Marcel's cheeks blush and Harry looks over at me, "You? You fucken hooked up with my brother?"
"When?!?" Ed barks at me.
Marcel starts stuttering and I bite my lip.
"I can't believe that you would do that you horrible... whore!" Ed screams.
"I can't believe that you did that Avery! I thought that we where friends? How could you do that to Marcel!"
"Fuck you Harry!" I scream as I slam the door behind me as I rush from the room. Tears are falling down my cheeks and I hear Harry and Marcel yelling at each other.
I get back inside my truck and start to drive. Where am I going to go? I can't go home... Louis. Louis has been my best friend since I was five. He punched Alice when she called me ugly.
Dialing Louis. T:
"Louis?" My voice cracks when I say his name.
"Avery? What's wrong?"
"I can't. I need you. I can't feel it."
"Where are you? Can you come to mine or do you want me to-"
"Can I come to yours?" I feel hot tears running down my cheeks.
"Sure. Niall is here is that's okay?"
"It's fine."
"Okay. How long will you be?"
"Five minutes."
"I'll see you then, love you."
"Love you too." I hang up and start driving to Louis' house. Pressing my light pink lips together, I feel my eyes burning from holding back tears. When I get to Louis house, I rush from the car and when Louis opens the door; I fling myself into his arms.
"It's going to be okay, Aves." He strokes my hair and I press my face into his chest, "C'mon Avery."
He leads me into the living room where Niall is sitting on the couch. Niall is Louis' best friend. He's also funny and his accent makes him sound drunk 88% of the time. He looks over at me and Louis. His bright blue eyes are filled with sadness when he sees me.
"Avery." I can't even speak. More tears fall down my cheeks when I see him. Niall and me have known each other for 12 years, and he's been there for me. Louis' introduced me to him the same day that I met Louis.
"Sit."
I curl down on the couch with Niall and Louis. I rest my head on Niall's shoulder and Louis' arm wraps itself around my waist.
"What's wrong?"
I can barely mumble what's happened.
"What love?" Louis says.
"Marcel... truck... Harry... Never Have I Ever..."
Niall and me have some kind of connection. He can always tell what I'm think, even just with one word, "Princess," he says, "How can he not love you?"
"I... don't know if he does... Harry. Hates me."
"How can we help?"
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Sure love."
Ryan's POV
I look over at Ashlee. She's painting the sky. She loves painting. It's the only thing that she loves. She doesn't have anything left.
"Ash?" I say. Her long curly hair is pulled into a top-knot and she has bright blue paint all over her face.
'Yes?' She signs. Ashlee tends to sign whatever she needs to say. The rest of the time she'll write it down.
"I was wondering... Do you want to go on a date with me?" I bite down on my lip and Ashlee smiles. When she smiles it looks like the sun. She's beautiful. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't feel the same about me but ...
'I would love to go on a date with you, Ryan.'
"Thanks Ashlee!" I almost scream. She winches and then hugs me. Blue paint smudges onto my neck and I laugh. Ashlee grins and picks up her paint brush and puts a blob on blue paint on my nose.
I grab the green and squirt it on to hair. Her eyes widen and she dumps bright pink paint on me. Her bright green eyes are alive with light, almost like there's a star inside then, just wanting to burst out.
She chucks some purple paint on me and I dump some orange paint on her as she almost slips on some of the paint. I catch her in my arms and she smiles at me. Her lips are dark red and her perfect face is littered with paint.
"Ashlee." I whisper.
She smiles and lightly kisses my paint smudged lips. My eyes widen as I taste her soft lips and bitter paint.
"You like me?" I say when we part.
'I have liked you for ages.' She signs hen shrugs.
"I like you too, Ash. Hey, um sorry but have you seen Avery?"
'No. Last time I heard, she was getting Marcel from the hospital. She's 17, she can take care of herself.'
"You're right."
Notes
Follow Avery's Twitter! https://twitter.com/RealAverySmallBold - YouTube Video
Italics - Thoughts / Ashlee signing words (words are always written like 'hello')
This is dedicated to Zayn 4 ever amazing 13 and secret-directioner154 (and your amazing Leeroy voice!)
And also could you please look at my Marcel/Avery One-Shot, Broken (http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/13576/Broken/)
Np keep up the good work!
11/25/13