•Marcel•

What have I done? "All he wants is to get into his pants?" I heard Niall say. I froze, and ran my hands through my curls trying to straiten them up. I was hidden behind a shelf and I could hear laughter.

Then Zayn spoke. "Obviously. You of all people should know that. He's probably getting some right now." I was used? I was going to be used? I guess I always knew but the idea being confirmed made me shudder and feel like screaming. How dare Louis think I would just give it up?

'You technically did though'

'NoNoNoNo'

'Did you think he wanted you for more?'

'No'

'Yes...'

What have I done? I stepped back into view and immediately everything went silent. Niall was looking at me with pity and Liam was glaring at Zayn. Zayn was grinning and he waved. My stomach tightened and I walked away.

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Louis fixed himself up and ruffled his hair. He was annoyed and angry. He walked back to the rest of the group. Immediately noticing that Marcel was by himself staring at the floor. "Lou!" Louis heard Zayn say. He hastily turned around.

"What?" Louis practically shouted, making Zayn hesitate.

"He knows," finally Zayn mouthed. He knows...? What does he...oh. Louis rushed to Zayn's side.

"What the f*ck do you mean?" Louis whispered.

"I mean...he overheard me explaining to those two dumbasses your plan..." Zayn muttered. Louis was too caught up in the fact that Marcel hated him more than ever to even bother and question why Zayn had even mentioned his plan to the others.

"Crap." Louis whispered, as he cast his eyes to the curled up lad on the floor feet away. How exactly was he going to fix this? Before he could open his mouth however the library door slammed open and the principal showed up.

"Bathroom break, Tomlinson, Styles you're up first," the teacher barked out. Louis got up, with Marcel standing up just seconds later, the pair walking towards the door, and the principal closing it after them a few minutes later. Marcel's hair still slightly ruffled from earlier and his shirt was wrinkly, Louis didn't even want to know how he looked like.

"You have 10 minutes," the principal said as he walked towards the display case. Marcel quickly slipped into one of the bathroom stalls, locking it without paying any attention to Louis. Louis stood by the sink, he was going to confront Marcel. However how exactly he was going to do that he didn't even know. "5 more minutes," the principal shouted.

Still, Marcel didnt come out of the bathroom stall, but Louis still waited and waited. Then he realized, what the hell was he doing? He was Louis William Tomlinson, one of the most feared lads at school, he could have any girl, and or guy crawling and kneeling at his feet just begging to be f.cked an he was here in the school bathroom, waiting to apologize to a stupid geek. Louis wanted to smack himself at how stupid that sounded, because honestly how could he ever think of that? Ignoring the tiniest twinge of regret he felt he let out a loud laugh.

"Whatever, thanks for the good blow, I'll call you when I need another," Louis laughed, as he opened the door, and walked out of the room. A minute later Marcel walked out of the bathroom stall. Tear stained cheeks, his curls in a disarray more then usual, he felt even more dirty and used. How could he have been more stupid?

The door opened and in came Zayn, Niall and Liam, Zayn gave him a knowing smirk, Liam cast him a sad smile and Niall just walked straight to the bathroom stall that Marcel had just abandoned. Without sparing the three lads another look Marcel made his way out of the restroom.

A hand on placed on his shoulder made him stop, a quiet "I'm so sorry," behind him, but he shook the hand away and walked away. Knowing behind him was Liam, chances are with a pained expression. The principal must have walked, back to his office because the halls were an eerie type of empty. Marcel began making his way towards the library, he just wanted this stupid detention done and over with.

At the doors of the library, he spotted Louis, casually sitting back, feet propped up on the table, not a care in the world. Marcel felt even more used, here he was a shattered mess, and Louis looked like he couldn't honestly care less.

Taking a deep breathe, opening the door he stepped into the quiet library. The noise of the door opening, caught Louis' attention, he glanced in Marcel's direction a smirk growing on his lips. Marcel ignored him, shaking his curls, walking back towards his small spot where he left his bag. He heard quiet footsteps following him, without even turning around he knew who it was. He was pushed to the nearest well, someone's body pressed hardly against himself.

He felt lips being pressed against his neck, a familiar piece of metal made him shiver. "I'm not done with you yet babe," he heard Louis' familiar, voice say. His hands were resting at Marcel's waist, inching up his shirt, touching the skin at his sides. Lou moved his lips up and down, until at one point, Marcel couldn't help but let out an involuntarily moan. "I can't wait to f.ck that pretty little arse of yours," Louis continued saying. "Blow that huge d.ck of yours...have to return that favor don't I?" He chuckled.

No, he couldn't, he wouldn't let Louis use him like that ever again. Marcel's turned his head, "let me go," he said quietly, the only way to get out of his hold was to push Louis strongly back, so he did just that. All Louis did was chuckle, as his hands fell from where they were, and Marcel spun around. His fist flying up and punching Louis in the corner of his jaw.

The laugh fell from Louis' lips, his eyes slightly wide in surprise, Marcel glared at him, "Don't ever touch me again," and he turned to walk away, but a strong grip on his wrist pulled him back and he slammed against Louis' body. "You f.cking used me enough. Get away from me!"

"You can't just punch me and think you'll get away with it," Louis muttered into his ear. He tugged on Marcel's hands, harshly. His eyes were full of anger. Marcel was scared, and he pulled back. Louis glared at him, "Funny how you think you have a choice," as he pulled Marcel into a darker part of the library, he was going to stop but then he noticed a door to the side. Marcel was trying to pull away, what was Louis going to do? Louis opened the door, behind them he heard the door to the library open. He pushed Marcel into the room, and he too went in, locking the door behind him.

Marcel raised his fist and tried hitting Louis again, but Louis simply caught it. He stared back at Marcel's shining green eyes, the muscles in his jaw were tense, his clothes were messed up, he looked messy but so hot. "Well babe, people who punch me need to be taught a lesson, because no one, and I mean no one messes with me." Louis said.

It happened in less then a few seconds, Marcel raised his foot and kicked Louis in the stomach, Louis doubled over in pain and Marcel was too shocked, to do anything until it was too late. Louis pushed Marcel to the ground, going on top of him, pushing his wrists down.

"Don't want me to touch you huh?" Louis said through his teeth. He leaned down and kissed Marcel forcefully on his lips. Marcel was lost in his own world for a few seconds, Louis finally got up, his eyes darker, a smirk on his lips, and a bulge in his jeans. Marcel was confused why had he...shit his hands were tied behind his back. As he got up he struggled to free himself but to no luck. Louis smirked nearing him, "You're so hot when you're like this, maybe we should do this more often,"

"F*ck you," Marcel said. Louis grinned.

"Such a filthy mouth baby." Louis said kissing along Marcel's neck. "But of course only if you want to," Louis disappeared behind Marcel. He heard movement of clothing, and hands were around his waist. "See what you do to me babe," Louis whispered against Marcel's ear. Who felt someone's through the cloth of his jeans. "Get me so fucking hard, just by staring at that pretty face of yours," Louis' hands fell to his pants pulled them down, along with his boxers.

Marcel froze, an he tried to wriggle out of Louis grasp, to no luck. "Wanna f.ck that pretty little bum of yours," he whispered hotly against his ear, as his lips trailed down, kissing his neck. He kissed along Marcel's collarbones and shoulders. Getting harder by the second, and Marcel would lie if he said he was getting turned on. Louis' hand fell down to Marcel's hardening manhood. "So big," Louis whispered. Just as soon as the touches had begun they were no more.

Marcel felt exposed, as Louis appeared in sight. He reached his hand out to cup Marcel's cheek, running his thumb across his smooth cheek. He pressed his lips roughly against Marcel's, not waiting for him to let him in, he pried his lips open, tasting him, pushing him back against the wall.

He grinded his d.ck against Marcel's, in a slow rhythm. He let him go, and Marcel groaned at the lost of touch. He had forgotten everything, he was too caught up in the moment, had forgotten that all Louis ever wanted him was for a nice f.ck, someone to relieve sexual frustration on. Louis examined his work, Marcel's curls sticking to his forehead, panting, his dick fully hard already leaking precum.

"Lou please," Marcel panted.

"Please what babe.?" Louis asked already knowing the answer. Marcel glared at him, not with anger but an annoyed one. Louis laughed, it was so easy to manipulate people nowadays. "On your knees," he said. Marcel followed suit.

He looked up at Louis, his eyes wide, innocence once again in his eyes, black framed glasses making him seem younger then what he was. Louis came just at the sight in front of him. Giving Marcel no warning as he came all over his face. Marcel was shocked to say the least, but nonetheless he poked his tongue out, and licked it all off. Louis moaned at the sight. He helped him up, Marcel just stared at him, he definitely was not as innocent as he seemed.

Louis fell down to his knees, "Have to return the favor," he quietly said as he wrapped his lips around Marcel's huge d*ck. Marcel moaned and bucked his hips into Louis' mouth, who just began sucking him off.

"Lou..I," Marcel didnt finish as he came into Louis' mouth, Louis swallowed it, smiling as he stood up and kissed Marcel. Both lads tasting each other in a heated make out session. Louis untied Marcel behind his back, his hands quickly wrapping themselves around Louis' waist bringing him closer to him, creating no space between them. Louis bit on Marcel's bottom lip, squeezing his small bum in the process.

Marcel's hands went down to Louis arse, squeezing it, both fell to the ground, as the broke apart to take a breathe. Marcel had screwed up. Louis wrapped his arms around Marcel's smaller form. Marcel couldn't help but lean into his touch, he was so tired, and he felt himself slowly fall asleep.

He let a tear fall though, because he knew he had screwed everything up. Louis looked down at the sleeping figure, he almost smiled until he remembered who he was. Usually at this time he would just leave...but somehow this was different.

Louis hated detention more than ever.

*in the library*

"Louis only wants a good f.ck?" Liam repeated (he had long ago figured that).

"Yup," Zayn said. He was getting bored of the conversation already, Liam has made that statement at least three times already.

"Who the hell does he think he is? He can't just use Marcel like that!" Niall said anger growin in his voice.

"Where are they anyways?" Liam demanded.

Zayn shrugged but then his face lit up, he repeated the same words as earlier "Who knows, knowing Louis he probably got that good f.ck...again." and he laughed slightly. Liam glared at Zayn, and Niall was debating whether to punch him. Zayn's pocket vibrated.

"Hey," -L

"Where you at?"- Z

"None of your business," -L

Whatever did you get a good shag?" -Z

No reply for a few minutes.

"Kind of," -L

"What do you mean,"- Z

"I think...I might be falling for him," -L

Zayn dropped his phone, Louis...falling in love? Quickly he picked it up.

"Damn was he that good of a f*ck?" -Z

"Shut up, don't tell anyone, no probably just the fact that he's been more of a challenge ;), remember Eleanor?" -L

"How could I forget? You talked about her and said you loved her, after a few shags you dropped her like an old toy," -Z said as he shook his head. Sometimes he really didnt like what Louis did with some of his f.cks.

"Exactly, he's probably like that, I'm sure it'll be good after a few shags, until then I'll get to enjoy his lips on my d.ck," -L

"Oh Lou, what do I tell his idiots of friends, where he is?" -Z

"Tell them I took his virginity and he's currently screaming my name!"-L

"You bastard, whatever Detentions over in an hour though, so whatever the ell you were doing...sure as hell took you a while," -Z

"You don't need to know, tell them to f*ck off, especially Payne and he'll be at his house after detention is done, that's all they need to know,"-L

"Whatever, bye, and get some!" -Z

"Screw you,"-L

And so Zayn told them, and even though they demanded more info he wouldn't say anything. In the end of detention Zayn strolled off, back to his car. In it he found Louis, carelessly texting.

"What the hell?" Zayn asked.

"Don't ask," Louis simply replied.

"Where is he..?" Zayn said as he opened the door.

"I said don't ask," Louis replied. Zayn shrugged, sure that whatever was done wasn't anything too bad.

"Well are you going to drive or what?" Louis asked.

Wordlessly Zayn drove.

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When Marcel awoke, he was alone. After a few seconds of hurt, and betrayal he got up. As he was about to ask himself why he let Louis take advantage of him 2 times, he was such a fool. He saw a white piece of paper.

"Hey Call Me, sorry I had to go, love you," the words made him smile. But he couldn't be so easily fooled, he put the paper away, and cleaned himself up slightly. Soon he left the little room, left the library, and left the school. Quickly making his way home.

He didn't mind detention so much anymore.

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A/n Sorry for later update wattpad deleted the first draft...but comment vote and fan!

- edited 1/10/15

Wanna know something? The first draft of this chapter had Louis apologizing to Marcel. He was supposed to tell him that he cared for him, and all that. But, Wattpad had deleted my first draft of this story so I had to completely remake it and well...you see what happened.