The Boyfriend List (Harry and Marcel fanfic)
Chpt 10: Listen to the Song
Harry’s POV:
I kept thinking of the comic book that Isabel got from that weird Liam kid, and her answer to it. She seemed to be hiding something, but I would wait until she was ready to tell me, but I hope it wouldn’t be forever.
I offered her a ride home, even though she was right down the street from the school, changing my plans. She hopped into my truck making herself comfortable as I started it, the roaring loud as always, I noticed some kids jumping away from the truck like it would explode or something. I shook my head at that, making my way down the road, “Where exactly is your place? I know it’s in walking distance of the school.”
“Yeah, just go like you are heading to Niall’s house.” I nodded taking a right and heading towards Niall house.
“Instead of taking a left, take another right, and it’ll be the last house on the left.”
I slowed down, stopping in front of her house. It was a nice small house, “Nice place.”
“Thanks.” She smiled.
"I have to leave to head for my job.”
“You have a job?” she interrupted.
“Yeah.”
“wow.” She seemed impressed.
“Well after that I have some plans with you. Will you agree?” I watched her as she cocked her head a little confused.
“Agree to what?”
I smirked, “That is for you to find out later. Just yes or no?”
She narrowed her eyes, inspecting me for any games, “Yeah.” She finally agreed.
“Great!” I pulled her to me, kissing her on the temple, “Take this. I’ll come for you later.”
She took the bag, growing more confused, “Okay?”
“Just put it on later, I’ll be back for you, and don’t wear anything else. Now out you go!”
She got out, still staring at me confused, “Bye.” She muttered, as I drove off, smiling away.
/ / /
“So is she going?” I looked back at Louis who was resting against the broom that he was supposed to be cleaning with. We both helped out at his family’s restaurant.
“She unwilling said yes.” I laughed softly.
“Do you think she will have fun?” Louis looked skeptical.
“I really don’t know, but I sure hope so.” I smiled at tonight’s plans. She was probably going to think differently of me after tonight, but I wanted to show her a different sort of fun than the typical popular fun she always had.
I checked my watch, a huge grin spreading, “Hey Lou, its time.”
Louis smiled, “Alright lets go get you dressed!”
We both threw the cleaning supplies up and stormed into the employee’s restroom, I threw my shirt and clothes off, as Louis quickly dragged in my bag and his. He started stripping too, while pulling out our clothes, he was sliding off his pants and tripped into me, “Whoa mate, I’m not Eleanor!” I laughed, feeling the excitement course through me.
“Shut up!” he pushed away from me, sliding the rest of his pants off. I went into my bag and grabbed my clothes, just as Eleanor walked in.
“What are you guys doing?” her eyes narrowed.
“Not what you think baby.” Louis waltzed over and kissed her. Eleanor and Louis have been together for a while now, and no one knows about her because she goes to a completely different school.
“Hey El.”
“Hi Harry.” She looked away out of respect.
“I like the outfit.” I gave her a once over, her outfit fitting perfectly to what we were doing tonight.
“Thanks!” I could hear the smile in her voice.
“Do you think she’ll like it?” I asked Eleanor since she was a girl, and I wanted her opinion.
“I was so startled when Louis did it to me, but it was amazing.” I heard them kissing again.
I pulled on the last piece of clothing item, “Does it look okay?” I breathed heavily.
“Hold on.” Eleanor came over and straightened out the top, “There you go. Perfect.”
“Hey! What about me?” Louis pouted.
“Baby, you’re always perfect to me.”
I turned away from their mushy episode, throwing on my shoes, and leaving the room. I waited in my truck for Louis to be finished, and then we were off, heading towards Isabel’s house.
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Marcel’s POV:
I walked slowly, internally arguing with myself if I should or not. I sighed agreeing to head to Isabel’s house. Zayn had called and said that wasn’t very great progress and wanted more from me, telling me to go to her house tonight.
I stopped on her road, looking all the way down to her house. A few lights were on showing someone was home. I didn’t see a car, so I hoped her parents weren’t home at the moment.
I took a deep breath and made my way over. I ducked behind a tree as a car drove by, feeling like a pervert or something, I decided to calm down and walk naturally. Stopping in front of her door, I dared myself to knock, and waited for her to answer.
“Coming!” I could hear her yelling.
She flung the door open, a huge smile on her face fading away quickly, “Marcel?”
“Can I come in?” I asked nervously.
Isabel peered around me, seeing if anyone else was around, then let me in, “Make it quick.” She dully replied.
“Okay.” I entered her house, seeing that no one else was around.
She walked quickly down the hall to her room, “Are you coming?”
“Oh! Y-yeah.” I followed her. I peered around and stopped at the bag on the floor. I peeked over at Isabel, and realized the outfit she was wearing, “What are you wearing?” I was intrigued.
“None of your business.”
I glanced her over; she was in an old style gown that people used to wear in the 1800’s, like she stepped out of a Jane Austen novel. It was a beautiful mahogany color, with green traveling down the middle, reminding me of Juliet, from Romeo and Juliet, “Well you’re very pretty.” I whispered thinking she wouldn’t hear that.
She blushed lightly, “Thank you.”
We stood there awkwardly like the first time I visited, “Um…”
“What did you come over for Marcel?” she interrupted.
“Well…”
She lunged at me, knocking me down onto the floor, her hands covering my mouth tightly, “Shhh. Do you hear that?”
I tried to move to hear better, but it was hard to pay attention to something when she was straddling me in that outfit, my nerd attraction on full blast.
She crouched lower to me, listening intently, “There it is again.” She whispered close to my ear.
This was becoming painfully difficult, as she moved around on top of me, I lowered my eyelids trying to think of anything else, when I heard what she was talking about at first it was quiet but it got louder. Music that was blasting fairly close to her house, like it was making it away to her window.
Check yes Juliet
Are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won’t go until you come outside
She frowned, still on top of me, “I know that song.” She slid off me quietly, putting her finger to her lips letting me know to be quiet.
She moved her way closer to her window when we both jumped at a loud clanging noise from her window, the music still goin on.
Check yes Juliet
Kill the limbo
I’ll keep tossing rocks at your window
There’s no turning back for us tonight
She pulled open the blinds, opening the window, “Harry?” we both looked at the rock that flew in and barely missed Isabel, she looked up from the rock at me, giving a death glare while making a movement with her hand for me to hide.
“What are you doing Harry? My neighbors are going to be pissed!”
“You look so beautiful my Juliet.” I heard Harry from outside, I saw Isabel blush, then glare.
“Juliet, my name is Isabel.” I didn’t hear Harry say anything, but she looked down at herself, blushing.
“Now I understand.” She laughed sweetly.
I could see she stopped to listen to the song, like Harry was telling her to or something.
Lace up your shoes
Ayo ayo
Here’s how we do
Run baby run
Don’t ever look back
They’ll tear us apart if you give them the chance
Don’t sell your heart, don’t say were not meant to be
Run baby run, forever we’ll be
You and me
Isabel ran to the closet that I was hiding in, “Move.” She whispered, grabbing some shoes.
“Where are you going?” I asked, a pang going through my chest.
“I don’t know, but I’ll see soon.” Her smile was so beautiful to see. The music in the background hurting me more.
Check yes Juliet
I’ll be waiting
Wishing, wanting yours for the taking
Just sneak out and don’t tell a soul goodbye
I watched as Isabel ran to the window, a weird desire to stop her momentarily went through me.
Check yes Juliet
Here’s the countdown
I watched as she stepped up onto the windowsill, preparing herself for something.
3, 2, 1, now fall in my arms now
She leaped out the window, as I heard Harry and her laughing, the song taunting me with their laughs.
They can change the locks; don’t let them change your mind
I covered my ears, as she disappeared, taking the music with her, and my hurting heart.
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Isabel’s POV:
I climbed up onto my windowsill, my heart racing, as Harry pointed at the boom box on the floor. He brought his hands up, letting me know to not move further yet. He showed me his fingers as the song sang out.
3, 2, 1, now fall in my arms now
He held his arms out wide, even though my house was a one story building I was still nervous, but took the leap, crashing into his arms as we tumbled on the grass. I leaned up, looking down on him as we both broke out laughing, “Turn that off!” I hissed, knowing my neighbors were going to complain soon.
“Aw, it was getting good though.” He laughed, turning the boom box down low, not fully turning it off.
“What are you doing?” I asked looking him over. He was in similar attire to mine. An old style mans outfit that matched the same color as mine, a huge white collar thing popping out. I stifled a laugh at Harry’s old style look, but for some reason he looked cute. (what their outfits look like, just a different color)
“We follow what the song does, this will lead you to what we will be doing tonight.” He smiled, pointing at the boom box. This was extremely weird, but it was exciting for me. I didn’t know what we were going to do and why we were wearing these clothes, but I couldn’t wait to see where it leads me.
Harry got up, taking the boom box, and my hand as it kept singing out:
Run baby run
He started running, as I followed confused, he turned to me with a huge grin, “Try to keep up!” he yelled, as I saw his truck moving along the street and past us.
“What’s going on?” I watched as the truck was a little past us, Harry making a beeline to it.
He released my hand and sprinted to the truck, jumping into the bed of it, “Jump!” he yelled at me as I ran after him.
“I can’t!” I screamed, freaking out.
“I’ll catch you!”
“No I can’t Harry!” I panicked.
“Trust me!” he held his hands out for me.
I bit my lip nervously as I kept running after the truck, “Okay!” I finally yelled, jumping towards the truck while I closed my eyes.
Harry caught at my arms, pulling me up, “See I told you.” He leaned in kissing me passionately, the excitement and the kiss making my heart race.
I could hear the music in the background still playing quietly.
Forever you'll be
You and me
I kept thinking of the comic book that Isabel got from that weird Liam kid, and her answer to it. She seemed to be hiding something, but I would wait until she was ready to tell me, but I hope it wouldn’t be forever.
I offered her a ride home, even though she was right down the street from the school, changing my plans. She hopped into my truck making herself comfortable as I started it, the roaring loud as always, I noticed some kids jumping away from the truck like it would explode or something. I shook my head at that, making my way down the road, “Where exactly is your place? I know it’s in walking distance of the school.”
“Yeah, just go like you are heading to Niall’s house.” I nodded taking a right and heading towards Niall house.
“Instead of taking a left, take another right, and it’ll be the last house on the left.”
I slowed down, stopping in front of her house. It was a nice small house, “Nice place.”
“Thanks.” She smiled.
"I have to leave to head for my job.”
“You have a job?” she interrupted.
“Yeah.”
“wow.” She seemed impressed.
“Well after that I have some plans with you. Will you agree?” I watched her as she cocked her head a little confused.
“Agree to what?”
I smirked, “That is for you to find out later. Just yes or no?”
She narrowed her eyes, inspecting me for any games, “Yeah.” She finally agreed.
“Great!” I pulled her to me, kissing her on the temple, “Take this. I’ll come for you later.”
She took the bag, growing more confused, “Okay?”
“Just put it on later, I’ll be back for you, and don’t wear anything else. Now out you go!”
She got out, still staring at me confused, “Bye.” She muttered, as I drove off, smiling away.
/ / /
“So is she going?” I looked back at Louis who was resting against the broom that he was supposed to be cleaning with. We both helped out at his family’s restaurant.
“She unwilling said yes.” I laughed softly.
“Do you think she will have fun?” Louis looked skeptical.
“I really don’t know, but I sure hope so.” I smiled at tonight’s plans. She was probably going to think differently of me after tonight, but I wanted to show her a different sort of fun than the typical popular fun she always had.
I checked my watch, a huge grin spreading, “Hey Lou, its time.”
Louis smiled, “Alright lets go get you dressed!”
We both threw the cleaning supplies up and stormed into the employee’s restroom, I threw my shirt and clothes off, as Louis quickly dragged in my bag and his. He started stripping too, while pulling out our clothes, he was sliding off his pants and tripped into me, “Whoa mate, I’m not Eleanor!” I laughed, feeling the excitement course through me.
“Shut up!” he pushed away from me, sliding the rest of his pants off. I went into my bag and grabbed my clothes, just as Eleanor walked in.
“What are you guys doing?” her eyes narrowed.
“Not what you think baby.” Louis waltzed over and kissed her. Eleanor and Louis have been together for a while now, and no one knows about her because she goes to a completely different school.
“Hey El.”
“Hi Harry.” She looked away out of respect.
“I like the outfit.” I gave her a once over, her outfit fitting perfectly to what we were doing tonight.
“Thanks!” I could hear the smile in her voice.
“Do you think she’ll like it?” I asked Eleanor since she was a girl, and I wanted her opinion.
“I was so startled when Louis did it to me, but it was amazing.” I heard them kissing again.
I pulled on the last piece of clothing item, “Does it look okay?” I breathed heavily.
“Hold on.” Eleanor came over and straightened out the top, “There you go. Perfect.”
“Hey! What about me?” Louis pouted.
“Baby, you’re always perfect to me.”
I turned away from their mushy episode, throwing on my shoes, and leaving the room. I waited in my truck for Louis to be finished, and then we were off, heading towards Isabel’s house.
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Marcel’s POV:
I walked slowly, internally arguing with myself if I should or not. I sighed agreeing to head to Isabel’s house. Zayn had called and said that wasn’t very great progress and wanted more from me, telling me to go to her house tonight.
I stopped on her road, looking all the way down to her house. A few lights were on showing someone was home. I didn’t see a car, so I hoped her parents weren’t home at the moment.
I took a deep breath and made my way over. I ducked behind a tree as a car drove by, feeling like a pervert or something, I decided to calm down and walk naturally. Stopping in front of her door, I dared myself to knock, and waited for her to answer.
“Coming!” I could hear her yelling.
She flung the door open, a huge smile on her face fading away quickly, “Marcel?”
“Can I come in?” I asked nervously.
Isabel peered around me, seeing if anyone else was around, then let me in, “Make it quick.” She dully replied.
“Okay.” I entered her house, seeing that no one else was around.
She walked quickly down the hall to her room, “Are you coming?”
“Oh! Y-yeah.” I followed her. I peered around and stopped at the bag on the floor. I peeked over at Isabel, and realized the outfit she was wearing, “What are you wearing?” I was intrigued.
“None of your business.”
I glanced her over; she was in an old style gown that people used to wear in the 1800’s, like she stepped out of a Jane Austen novel. It was a beautiful mahogany color, with green traveling down the middle, reminding me of Juliet, from Romeo and Juliet, “Well you’re very pretty.” I whispered thinking she wouldn’t hear that.
She blushed lightly, “Thank you.”
We stood there awkwardly like the first time I visited, “Um…”
“What did you come over for Marcel?” she interrupted.
“Well…”
She lunged at me, knocking me down onto the floor, her hands covering my mouth tightly, “Shhh. Do you hear that?”
I tried to move to hear better, but it was hard to pay attention to something when she was straddling me in that outfit, my nerd attraction on full blast.
She crouched lower to me, listening intently, “There it is again.” She whispered close to my ear.
This was becoming painfully difficult, as she moved around on top of me, I lowered my eyelids trying to think of anything else, when I heard what she was talking about at first it was quiet but it got louder. Music that was blasting fairly close to her house, like it was making it away to her window.
Check yes Juliet
Are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won’t go until you come outside
She frowned, still on top of me, “I know that song.” She slid off me quietly, putting her finger to her lips letting me know to be quiet.
She moved her way closer to her window when we both jumped at a loud clanging noise from her window, the music still goin on.
Check yes Juliet
Kill the limbo
I’ll keep tossing rocks at your window
There’s no turning back for us tonight
She pulled open the blinds, opening the window, “Harry?” we both looked at the rock that flew in and barely missed Isabel, she looked up from the rock at me, giving a death glare while making a movement with her hand for me to hide.
“What are you doing Harry? My neighbors are going to be pissed!”
“You look so beautiful my Juliet.” I heard Harry from outside, I saw Isabel blush, then glare.
“Juliet, my name is Isabel.” I didn’t hear Harry say anything, but she looked down at herself, blushing.
“Now I understand.” She laughed sweetly.
I could see she stopped to listen to the song, like Harry was telling her to or something.
Lace up your shoes
Ayo ayo
Here’s how we do
Run baby run
Don’t ever look back
They’ll tear us apart if you give them the chance
Don’t sell your heart, don’t say were not meant to be
Run baby run, forever we’ll be
You and me
Isabel ran to the closet that I was hiding in, “Move.” She whispered, grabbing some shoes.
“Where are you going?” I asked, a pang going through my chest.
“I don’t know, but I’ll see soon.” Her smile was so beautiful to see. The music in the background hurting me more.
Check yes Juliet
I’ll be waiting
Wishing, wanting yours for the taking
Just sneak out and don’t tell a soul goodbye
I watched as Isabel ran to the window, a weird desire to stop her momentarily went through me.
Check yes Juliet
Here’s the countdown
I watched as she stepped up onto the windowsill, preparing herself for something.
3, 2, 1, now fall in my arms now
She leaped out the window, as I heard Harry and her laughing, the song taunting me with their laughs.
They can change the locks; don’t let them change your mind
I covered my ears, as she disappeared, taking the music with her, and my hurting heart.
-----
Isabel’s POV:
I climbed up onto my windowsill, my heart racing, as Harry pointed at the boom box on the floor. He brought his hands up, letting me know to not move further yet. He showed me his fingers as the song sang out.
3, 2, 1, now fall in my arms now
He held his arms out wide, even though my house was a one story building I was still nervous, but took the leap, crashing into his arms as we tumbled on the grass. I leaned up, looking down on him as we both broke out laughing, “Turn that off!” I hissed, knowing my neighbors were going to complain soon.
“Aw, it was getting good though.” He laughed, turning the boom box down low, not fully turning it off.
“What are you doing?” I asked looking him over. He was in similar attire to mine. An old style mans outfit that matched the same color as mine, a huge white collar thing popping out. I stifled a laugh at Harry’s old style look, but for some reason he looked cute. (what their outfits look like, just a different color)
“We follow what the song does, this will lead you to what we will be doing tonight.” He smiled, pointing at the boom box. This was extremely weird, but it was exciting for me. I didn’t know what we were going to do and why we were wearing these clothes, but I couldn’t wait to see where it leads me.
Harry got up, taking the boom box, and my hand as it kept singing out:
Run baby run
He started running, as I followed confused, he turned to me with a huge grin, “Try to keep up!” he yelled, as I saw his truck moving along the street and past us.
“What’s going on?” I watched as the truck was a little past us, Harry making a beeline to it.
He released my hand and sprinted to the truck, jumping into the bed of it, “Jump!” he yelled at me as I ran after him.
“I can’t!” I screamed, freaking out.
“I’ll catch you!”
“No I can’t Harry!” I panicked.
“Trust me!” he held his hands out for me.
I bit my lip nervously as I kept running after the truck, “Okay!” I finally yelled, jumping towards the truck while I closed my eyes.
Harry caught at my arms, pulling me up, “See I told you.” He leaned in kissing me passionately, the excitement and the kiss making my heart race.
I could hear the music in the background still playing quietly.
Forever you'll be
You and me
Notes
Hello fellow nerdlitts! :D Go listen to the song Check Yes Juliet by We the Kings. It's amaZayn!!!!In this chapter I love what Harry did. :) It was super cute! I'm a sucker for guys doing cute things for the girl he likes :)
IF you read this chapter, what is a romantic thing/date you would like a guy to do for you? If it's super cute and I love the idea, I may even put it in my story later on :)
I think that Marcel should admit to the whole school that its him as Harry but apologize to Isabel and Harry for ruining their relationship. I'm a bit confused though about this, because why would Marcel say he was Harry at all? Idk y I'm so confused...
4/15/14