#[ just kidding my chapstick fell off my desk and I haven’t seen it since. ]

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vampires love kissing me because my lips are always splitting open and bleeding at the slightest provocation. that’s why i don’t wear chapstick. i wouldn’t dream of depriving them.

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AU Dirty Harry Imagine  🚫 WARNING 18+ PLZ 🚫

[AU = Alternate Universe, Y/c/e = Your color eyes, R/L/N = Random Last Name, Y/L/N = Your Last Name]  ** Harry as Marcel **

“Unusual You”

You walked into high school rather quickly to meet up with my friends. Well if that’s what you can call them. They’re cool kids, you guess but sometimes you couldn’t stand them. They can be so damn mean when they want to be and you hated it. As you turned to corner to head to your locker which was your normal hang out, you saw two of my so called “friends” Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne laughing at someone.

“Hey (Y/N).” They yelled at you laughing. “Look who we found trying to shove a note in your locker.”

Before you could say anything they moved out of the way and standing in front of you was an embarrassed Marcel. Marcel Styles that is. He’s what people would call the class “nerd”. The way they treated him pissed you off. They acted like they were so much better than him and they weren’t.

“Leave him alone guys.” You whisper-yelled. “What did he ever do to you?”

“He’s such a dork (Y/N).” Louis laughed ripping his backpack off his back and throwing it across the room.

“He really is.” Liam chuckled taking off his thick glasses, throwing them over his shoulder. “What a loser. He actually thinks he has a chance with you.”

“Cut the shit guys.” You screamed pushing the two of them away from Marcel. “I mean it.”

“What the fuck (Y/N)?” Liam questioned. “Why are you sticking up for this nerd?”

“Because you guys are being assholes.” You yelled getting in his face.

Just as you were going to pick up Marcel’s glasses, he spoke up and said, “Don’t worry about it (Y/N). You don’t have to stick up for me.”

“Marcel.” You whispered biting your lip. “I want to.”

“Just drop it (Y/N).” He screamed at you making everyone turn to watch you.

You bit your lip and watched him grab his things and run away from you guys.

“You guys really need to grow the fuck up.” You yelled pushing each one of them against the lockers.

“What is your problem (Y/N)?” Louis asked brushing his shirt off. “What all of a sudden is so great about Marcel?”

“I’m just sick and tired of the way you treat him.” You began shaking your head. “We’re 16. I think it’s about time we all grow up and put this shit behind us.”

“Whatever.” Both boys said in unison before walking away.

You turned towards your locker and placed your head against it, letting out a loud sigh. You were sick and fucking tired of their antics. Marcel was a sweet guy. He’s in your English and Math class, so he’s helped you a couple times. You couldn’t help the frown that curved your lips when you thought of how he snapped at you a couple minutes ago. Why would he yell at you when all you were trying to do was help him? You shrugged your shoulders and began to open your locker. When you finally got it open and pretty pink envelope fell out and onto the floor. You smiled to yourself when you saw your name written across the top. You knew that handwriting anywhere. This is what Marcel must have been shoving into your locker when your asshole friends caught him. Before you could open the note, you heard the first bell ring. You quickly grabbed your books and headed to your first period. You had Spanish and god forbid you were even 30 seconds late. So you threw his note in your bag and ran to class. You let out a happy sigh when you walked in and saw a substitute teacher. You took your seat and pulled the note from your bag. You opened it rather quickly and excitedly. You pulled out two pieces of paper and unfolded them. You looked down at all the writing and began to read it to yourself.

“My Dear Sweet (Y/N),

I know we haven’t spoken much except for in class when we were paired up to work on those projects but I just wanted to say how beautiful you really are. I hope you know that. But something tells me you don’t know. I watch you (Y/N). (Not in a creepy way I swear) I watch you when you think no one is watching. I know that your favorite color pen is blue and when you don’t have one, you find someone who does and begs them to switch. I know your favorite color is (Y/f/c). I see you wearing it all the time. I also noticed the ring you wear on your right index finger every day has that color in it.”

You paused reading for a quick second and looked down at your ring. He hit the nail on the head. You let out a soft exhale and continued to read on.

“I love your eyes my sweet (Y/N). You have the most beautiful (Y/c/e) I’ve ever seen. I could get lost in them for hours. I love the fact that you always have your favorite chapstick with you and when no one is looking you’re always re-applying it, just in case. I watch you even more closely when you are with your friends. I watch the way you act with them. You love them but deep down inside you wish there was more to them. You wish they would be more like you. They don’t deserve someone as perfect as you (Y/N). Nobody does. You’re a treasure and that’s how you should be treated. You’re beautiful, even more so when it sunny outside and the raise bounce off your gorgeous complexion. I’m mesmerized by you (Y/N). The things I would do to you.”

You had to put your letter down when you saw Ashley (R/L/N) leaning over to your desk.

“Whatcha reading (Y/N)?” She asked as you picked up your book and placed it over the note.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” You smiled.

“Is that your little love note from the nerd boy, Marcel?” She questioned as a couple people around her laughed.

“And so what if it is?” You snapped, pissed off. “Don’t be jealous because no one writes you love notes.”

A couple of the girls around you started laughing as you sassed her.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you today (Y/N).” She began clearly flustered. “But this thing you’ve got going on with that nerd had better stop or else.”

“Or else what?” You yelled a little too loud. “You’re gonna kick me out of the group? New flash Ashley, I don’t get a flying fuck anymore.”

“Well you should.” She yelled right back at you. “Because I can make or break you for the rest of your junior year (Y/N). Is that what you want? To throw away your social life for some nerdy boy with no friends?”

“I’d rather be friends with Marcel than with a bunch of assholes like you guys.” You screamed slamming your fist down on your desk.

Before you could say anything else, the substitute teacher walked over to your desk and spoke up, “Okay ladies that’s enough. Miss (Y/L/N), what seems to be the problem?”

"She.” You began pointing at Ashley, “needs to mind her own fucking business.”

“Oooh big words from the nerd lovin’ bitch.” She laughed.

Before you even know what took over you, you pulled your hand back and slapped her across the face. The entire class gasped and so did your friend as she grabbed her cheek.

“That’s it Miss (Y/L/N).” The teacher yelled. “Go to the Principal's office. NOW!”

“Gladly.” You said picking up your books and heading for the door.

Before you left the room you made sure you still had your letter from Marcel. When you walked out into the hallway you made sure to slam the door behind you as loud as you could. Angry tears filled your eyes as you stalked to the office. You were so pissed off you couldn’t even breathe. How dare your “friends” treat him like such shit. Who the fuck did they think they were? They weren’t better than him. He was so sweet and kind to everyone no matter who they were. If anything he was much better than any of them. You opened the door to the office tears now streaming down your face.

“Can I help you Miss (Y/L/N)?” The secretary, Miss Valentine asked.

“I got sent to the Principal's office.” You murmured with a hiccup.

Just then the door opened and out walked Principle Horan walked out.

“I was expecting you Miss (Y/L/N).” He spoke a little harder than you expected, walking closer towards you.

He noticed your face and his tone and face immediately changed. He did the only thing he knew would calm you down and wrapped his arms around you in a big hug. Mr. Horan really loved and cared very much for the kids. You cried into his shoulder not being able to hold it anymore.

“Shhh.” He whispered rubbing your back.

“They’re so mean.” You whispered.

“Come on.” He began leading you into his office.

Once inside he closed the door and helped you into the chair. He walked around his desk and sat down in his own hair.

“Want to explain to me what exactly happened?”

You nodded your head and told him the whole story. Once you were finished the tears stopped but they were replaced with a huge amount of anger.

“They’re just so fucking mean to him.” You began. “And he did nothing. I don’t want to be involved with people like that.”

“Well here’s what I can do for you (Y/N).” He began sitting back in his chair. “I can make sure for the day, considering it is Friday, that you and Marcel will be protected. I will let all your teachers know what is going on and have them make sure you and him are left alone. And on Monday I will deal with his bullies. How does that sound?”

“Thank you so much Mr. Horan.” You smiled. “I owe you one. Big time.”

“It’s not a problem (Y/N).” He smiled back. “I think it’s very honorable that you’re standing up for him. He has like no friends in this school at all. More people should be like you.”

“It’s just not right.” You began. “And when I was younger, I had no friends and someone stood up for me and we’ve been best friends ever since.”

“Who is it?” He asked.

“You wouldn’t know him.” You sighed. “His name is Zayn Malik and he moved away right before high school. But we still talk and text almost everyday. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without him.”

“He sounds very nice.” Mr. Horan smiled.

Just then the bell rang letting you know that first period was over.

“You’re free to go Miss (Y/L/N).” He smiled getting up and walking towards the door to open it. “I’ll make sure to let all your teachers know what’s going on for today.”

“Thanks again Mr. Horan.” You smiled hugging him tightly. “You’re the best.”

He laughed as you let him go and headed out of his office. When you walked back into the hall there was a guy standing against the wall. A smile curved his lips and he made a beeline for you. You knew who he was, as a matter of fact, the whole school knew who he was. He was the one and only Edward Styles. The senior Edward Styles mind you. Every single girl in this school wanted him. You stopped rather quickly when he stood in front of you. Your eyes traveled up his body taking in his appearance. He was wearing a pair of tight black jeans that hugged him exactly in every place they should with a pair of brown, worn boots. His chest was covered in a plain white t-shirt and his hair was perfectly curly. No wonder all the girls wanted him. You were brought back to reality when you heard him say, “So you’re the girl my brother always talks about?”

“Excuse me?” You questioned taken back by his comment.

“I’m sorry.” He smiled an award winning smile before continuing. “My name is Edward Styles. My younger brother is Marcel. You and I actually have Spanish together.”

Your face turned a bright red color those words left his lips.

“I thought you looked familiar.” You nodded.

“I think that was really awesome of you to stick up for my brother.” He smiled down at you. “Not a lot of people would. He doesn’t have a lot, if any friends.”

You bit your lip hearing those words leave Edward’s mouth. You were trying hard not to cry again for the guy you knew next to nothing about.

“Well I’ve been in his shoes before and someone stuck up for me so..” You began. “I wanted to. Plus it’s the right thing to do.”

“He has such a big crush on you (Y/N).” Edward laughed as you blushed even more. “I swear you are all he talks about. And trust me when I say, he talks about everything. Your pretty eyes, your perfect hair, your smooth and sexy voice.”

Before he continued to speak to you, he leaned in and placed his lips next to your ear and said, “I even hear him sometimes late at night, moaning your name in pure ecstasy. You and I both know what that means (Y/N). He loves to pleasure himself while thinking about you.”

A small whimper left your lips when Edward pulled away. He had a shit eating grin on his face.

“I just wanted to let you know.” He winked as he started to walk away.

“Thanks.” You mumbled still too shocked to talk much.

“Oh by the way...” He began turning back around to face you. “Make sure you finish reading his letter. I promise it gets better.”

Your jaw dropped and before you could muster up a response he was gone. You turned on your heels and headed towards the library. Your heart felt like it was pounding out of your chest and your cheeks were a bright red color. You had no idea Marcel felt so strongly towards you. And what the hell did Edward mean by ‘I promise it gets better?’ As soon as you entered the library you took a seat in the corner of the room. You pulled the letter out and began to read it once again.

“I would do things to you that you could never even dream. First I would love to kiss your full lips. I can just imagine how they would feel against mine. Running my hands through your hair while my tongue explored your mouth. I can almost hear you moan while one of my hands runs down your side and underneath your shirt. I would wrap my hands around the hem of your shirt and take it off watching your hair fall over your bare shoulders. I would throw your shirt across the room and place my lips against your shoulder. I would make sure I bite down on your collar bone just to hear you whimpered underneath me. I would reach my hands around your back and unhook your bra letting your breasts fall out into my waiting hands. I can just imagine how the must feel. I would take each one of your nipples between my fingers and roll them around. I want you so bad (Y/N). I would do anything to have you even if it was just once. But back to what I would do to you. I would then dip my head and take one of your now hard nipples in my mouth.”

You stopped reading when you heard someone clear their throat. You looked up and saw a pair a gorgeous green eyes rimmed with a thick pair of glasses.

“Hi Marcel.” You smiled.

“Hi (Y/N).” He whispered rubbing the back of his neck. “How are you?”

“I’m good.” You nodded moving your bag so he could sit next to you. “Wait, what are you doing here?”

“I had to talk to you.” He began sitting next to you. “And you mentioned once that you had a free period during second. So I came to find you.”

“So are you telling me you’re skipping class Marcel?” You asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

He blushed a deep shade of red and said, “Yeah, I guess I am.”

“Wow Marcel, I didn’t know you had it in you.” You giggled. “You little rebel you.”

“Very funny.” He said as a smile curved his lips.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?” You asked turning to face him.

“I just wanted to apologize for earlier.” He began looking down at his hands. “You were sticking up for me and I yelled at you. I’m so sorry (Y/N).”

“It’s okay Marcel.” You began placing your hand on top of his.

He looked up at you as you began to speak again, “I’m sorry my friends are such assholes. You don’t deserve to be treated like that. I did what was right.”

“But still.” He began trying to pull his hand away. “You being nice to me is only going to hurt you in the long run (Y/N). I don’t have any friends and if you keep talking to me then you won’t either. “

“I’d rather talk to you.” You began lacing your fingers with his. “And I don’t care if I lose all my friends. I’ll still have you right?”

“You would.” He nodded running his long thumb over the back of your hand. “I would always talk to you.”

“Then that’s all I need.” You smiled as he watched you closely.

“But I’m nothing.” He began to speak, tears filling his green eyes. “I don’t have any friends, I’ve never had sex, hell I’ve never even kissed a girl before. I’m not good looking or anything. Why me?”

“I think you’re adorable.” You smiled running your free hand up to his face to wipe his tears away. “You have such a big heart. You’re so funny Marcel. Every Time we’ve worked together in class, my face hurts because you keep me laughing. And I’ll tell you a secret if you promise never to tell.”

“I’d never ever tell.” He whispered.

“I’ve never had sex either.” You began looking down at your hands. “I’ve had a boyfriend but he never kissed me. Everybody thinks because I’m popular that I’d been with everybody in this school. But I haven’t. My boyfriend cheated on me with one of my friends. I guess I was never good enough to kiss.”

“He’s crazy.” He whispered putting his fingers under your chin and turned it so you were looking at him. “If you were my girlfriend, I would have kissed you with in the first five minutes. You’re so beautiful (Y/N).”

“Thank you Marcel.” You whispered with a smile.

He leaned in and you knew this was it. When you guys were inches from each other the bell rang signaling that second period was over. You both closed your eyes and let out a sigh.

“Let me walk you to class.” He began grabbing your books.

“I’d like that.” You smiled grabbing your book bag.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled as you walked towards your third period class. “I shouldn’t have tried.”

You cut him off and said, “Stop Marcel. It’s fine. I wasn’t going to stop you.”

“Really?” He asked shocked.

“Really.” You smiled as you arrived at your class.

He handed you your books and gave you a small smile. He looked over your shoulder and put his head down. You looked to where he was looking and saw Ashley and your other friend Tina (R/L/N) watching you both closely.

“Ignore them.” You began running your hand down his face.

“I’ll see you in fifth period?” He asked looking into your eyes.

“I’ll see you then.” You smiled standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

Everyone in your class gasped in shock but you didn’t care.

“Bye Marcel.” You smiled before turning around and walking into the classroom.

You sat down in your seat and everyone’s eyes were on you. Ashley walked over to you as you took your book out of your bag and said, “Wow you really are a nerd loving bitch are you (Y/N).”

Before you could say anything your teacher Ms. Smith spoke up and said, “Ashley is there a problem?”

“No ma’am.” She whispered giving you the stink eye.

“Then I suggest you sit down and leave Miss (Y/L/N) alone.”

You looked up at the teacher and she nodded at you. A smile curved your lips as class began. You couldn’t believe everything that has happened so far today. Class flew by and before you knew what was happening the bell was ringing and it was time for fourth period. You gathered your things and made your way to gym before Ashley and Tina could say anything to you. Once you got to gym you quickly changed into your gym clothes and headed into the actual gym. You rolled your eyes when you saw Liam and Louis heading your way.

“What’s up (Y/N)?” Liam asked.

“What’s up guys?” You asked with a soft smile.

“We just talk to Ashley on the way here.” Louis began laughing. “She told us a funny joke about how Marcel walked you to class and you kissed his cheek. Funny right?”

“It’s not funny.” You began. “She was telling you the truth.”

“What?” They both yelled making everything stare at you three.

“Shut up would you.” You whispered.

“Why the hell would you kiss him?” Liam asked.

“Because he’s sweet.” You smiled thinking about how he almost kissed you in the library.

Before the boys could say anything else class started and they left you alone. Class once again flew by because you guys were playing soccer, something you loved. Before you knew it, the bell was once again ringing and it was time for fifth period. You quickly changed back into your regular clothes and ran as fast as you could to fifth period. A smile curved your lips when you saw Marcel sitting next to your desk. You sat down next to him and he looked up.

“Hi (Y/N).” He smiled leaning closer and placing a soft kiss on your cheek repaying you for earlier.

“Hi.” You blushed forty five shades of red.

After that class started and you were paying attention to the teacher. About a half hour later the bell rang and it was time for lunch. You stood up and turned to Marcel. He usually just stayed in class and ate when he got home. But not today. You stretched out your hand to him and he looked up at you.

“Come to lunch with me?” You smiled.

“I don’t think that’s a very good idea (Y/N).” Marcel began shaking his head.

“I don’t really care.” You laughed grabbing his hand and pulling him up. “I’m starving and I want you to eat with me.”

“If you’re sure.” He began and you nodded.

Without another word the two of you walked down the hall towards the cafeteria. Once inside all eyes were on you. But you didn’t care. You pulled Marcel to the line with the french fries and nuggets.

“Are you hungry?” You asked pulling out your money.

“A little.” He blushed.

“We can share.” You smiled grabbing the food.

He grabbed the drinks and you two headed out to find a place to sit. You found an empty table and sat down. Marcel sat across from you and he bit his lip, “(Y/N) everybody is staring.”

“Who gives a shit.” You shrugged. “Let them.”

As the two of you ate Ashley, Tina, Liam and Louis walked over to your table. You knew shit was about to go down.

“Why are you sitting with him (Y/N)?” Ashley asked.

“Because this is a free country.” You began looking up at them. “And I can sit with whoever the fuck I want.”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Liam asked.

“I’m sure.” You smiled looking over at Marcel who was clearly uncomfortable. “Now please leave.”

Before you knew what was happening Liam and Louis were holding you down.

“Get off me!” You screamed.

“Sorry (Y/N).” Tina laughed.

You looked up at her and her and Ashley took their full lunch tray of spaghetti and dumped it over your head. Everybody around you was laughing and you could feel the tears coming. Marcel stood up and for the first time you heard him raise his voice.

“Leave her alone.”

“What are you going to do about it bitch boy huh?” Louis asked pushing Marcel.

“Get away from my brother.” You heard someone yell. “NOW.”

The whole lunch room turned to see Edward Styles walking towards you and Marcel.

“You think this is funny?” He screamed in their faces. “Picking on people because they are sticking up for my brother?”

“We had no idea.” Liam began.

“I don’t give a fuck.” He yelled. “Stay away from my brother and stay away from (Y/N). Do you understand me?”

“Yeah.” The four of them spoke putting their heads down.

Marcel walked over to you hand gently pulled all the food off your head.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N).” He whispered tears streaming down his face. “This is all my fault.”

You couldn’t say anything because you were too busy crying. You had never been so humiliated in your life. Just then Principle Horan walked into the cafeteria. He walked over to the three of you and Edward spoke up, “I’m taking these two home.”

“That’s fine.” He nodded. “You three are excused for the rest of the day.”

“Our stuff is still...” Marcel began but Mr. Horan cut him off.

“I’m already on it. I will keep all your stuff in my office until Monday.” He began looking at Liam, Louis, Ashley and Tina. “You four in my office right now.”

The four of them bowed their heads and walked off. He bent down to your level and spoke, “I’m so sorry (Y/N). I’ll deal with them.”

You didn’t say anything just nodded your head.

“Come on.” Marcel said picking you up bridal style. “Let’s get you home.”

Everybody around just watched as Marcel and Edward walked out of the school with you. The walk to the car was quiet considering Edward was a senior and he got to park in the school parking lot. Once at the car, Marcel put you in the back seat and went to shut the door. You grabbed his hand and spoke for the first time since the incident saying, “Please sit with me.”

Marcel looked over at Edward and Edward nodded as he jumped into the driver's seat. So you pushed over a little bit and Marcel climbed in next to you. Once the door was shut you buried your head against his chest and he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“(Y/N) where do you live?” Edward asked after a couple minutes of silence.

“I don’t wanna go home.” You whimpered holding onto Marcel tighter. “Please don’t make me go.”

“You’re more than welcome to come over our house.” Edward began looking at you through the mirror.

“Thanks.” You whispered.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N).” Marcel began whispering in your ear. “I should have never went to the cafeteria with you.”

“It’s okay.” You started looking up at him. “I wanted you to come. I just can’t believe what they did. You’re such a sweet amazing person. Who cares if I want to be friends with you?”

From the front of the car you heard Edward began to chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” You questioned.

“You just got covered from head to toe in food and you’re more worried about how they treated Marcel.” He laughed. “You really are something else (Y/N).”

Before you could say anything Edward pulled into their driveway and Marcel was getting out of the car. A woman in her late forties came out of the house looking at everyone like you guys had five heads.

“What happened?” She asked.

“Mom, this is (Y/N).” Harry began. “She got into it with a couple of bullies and she needed a place to go.

“Oh of course.” She smiled at you. “It’s nice to meet you (Y/N). Go ahead Edward, go show (Y/N) to your room.”

“She’s actually not here with me.” Edward smiled as his mother’s eyes got huge.

“She’s with me.” Marcel piped in wrapping his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer.

“Well.” Their mother smiled walking over to you. “Welcome.”

“She stood up to the bullies who were making fun of Marcel.” Edward began slamming his door shut. “And they poured their lunch on her.”

“Thank you so much for standing up for my son.” Their mom began tears streaming down her face.

“I would do it again in a heartbeat.” You whispered softly. “You have two amazing sons Mrs. Styles.”

“You can keep this one Marcel.” She said as everyone laughed.

“I plan on it.” He whispered placing a kissing against your temple. “I’m going to bring her upstairs so she can shower. We’ll be down when dinner is done.”

“Of course.” His mom nodded. “You two have fun.”

Marcel blushed as he led you into the house. He quickly led you upstairs to his room and shut the door.

You heard the click of the lock as you looked around.

“Your room is awesome.” You said turning around to look at him.

“Thanks.” He smiled taking out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. “These are for you. You can take a shower to get yourself all cleaned up.”

“Thanks Marcel.” You said looking down at your feet. “Where’s the bathroom?”

“Right this way.” He stated opening a huge door.

You figure that was just a closest but boy were you wrong. His bathroom was almost the size of his room. He had a huge two person shower and a massive bathtub. You bit your lip thinking of him taking a bath.

“Use anything you need.” He began making you jump out of your skin. “I’ll be in my room if you need anything.”

You nodded your head and just like that he was gone. You quickly stripped your clothes off and turned the water on. Once the water was warm enough you stepped in the huge shower and just let water wash over you. You thought about today as you stood under the water and you had no idea how things got so crazy. After a couple minutes you looked around and grabbed the shampoo. You slowly worked it through your hair as your mind started to wonder. As you turned so your back was against the water you imagine what it would be like to have Marcel in here with you. When all the shampoo was out of your hair you turned around and noticed his shower head was detachable. You bit your lip looking around before reaching up and taking it off the wall. You placed one of your feet up on the side of ledge of the shower and moved the shower head down your body. You closed your eyes as Marcel clouded your mind. As the strong jets from the showerhead massaged your clit his name slipped past your lips in a soft moan.

** Meanwhile **

Marcel heard a knock on the door so he walked over and opened up for his brother.

“Where did (Y/N) go?” Edward questioned his eyes scanning the room

“She’s taking a shower.” Marcel explained as his brother’s eyes got huge.

“Why are you still out here?” He whisper yelled.

“I don’t want to just barge in there.” He began shaking his head. “I can’t do that.”

“She likes you Marcel.” Edward began with a smirk. “Now you go in there right now…or I will.”

Marcel’s eyes got huge and before Edward could even take a step, his glasses were off and on his bed. Edward smiled before walking towards the door saying, “Enjoy your first time little bro.”

Before Marcel could respond the door was shut, so he quickly walked back over to it so he could lock it. He took a deep breath and quickly undressed. Once he was naked, he walked towards the bathroom and as quietly as he could, pushed the door open. When he stepped in, he had to bite back a moan. He could see your shadow in the shower in front of him and he was already hard. As he shut the door the hair on the back of his neck stood up when he heard you say his name.

“I’m so fucked.” He thought to himself.

But what he heard next was like a punch to his gut. He heard you moan and whispered his name again. He slowly walked towards the door of the shower and his eyes got wide when he looked in. He couldn’t see what you were doing before because of the steam but he had a full shot of it now. Your head was back, your eyes closed and you had the shower head pressed to your clit. He needed you. So he quickly opened the door and slipped in behind you. He wrapped his arms around your stomach but you didn’t even jump. You just leaned against his hard body and moaned, “Fuck Marcel.”

“Here pretty girl.” He purred next to your ear, placing his hand over yours. “Let me help you with that.”

You let go of the showerhead and he took over. With his long fingers he spread your lips open wide and placed the showerhead directly against your clit. You let out a loud groan and he placed his lips just underneath your ear. You placed both hands on each side of the shower as you began to move your hips back and forth.

“You like that (Y/N)?” He whispered.

“Feels so good.” You whimpered. “Fuck Marcel. Fuck yes, I’m going to cum.”

“That’s it (Y/N).” He began licking your ear. “Cum for me. I want to see you come apart.”

That was all it took. Your whole body began to shake as his name let your mouth like a vicious curse. He bit down on your earlobe as your orgasm rocked your body. As you came down from your high, he pulled the shower head away from your clit and placed a kiss to the side of your neck. Once you were done, you took a deep breath and turned around to look at him.

“You’re so gorgeous (Y/N).” He whispered. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“I want you Marcel.” You began. “I want you so bad. Take me.”

Before you could say another word he reached around you and shut the water off. He quickly opened the shower door and stepped out. He grabbed a towel for himself and handed you one. The two of you wiped off and when you were finished he took you by the hand and lead you back into his room. Once inside and right next to the bed he pulled you close to him.

“I’ve been waiting to do this for so long.” He whispered running his fingertips down your face. “I’m going to finish what I started in the library.”

You nodded and he bent his head down covering your lips with his. You were in heaven. The kiss was everything you dreamed of and more. He ran his tongue over your top lip as his teeth sunk into your bottom one. You went to moan into the kiss but when you did his tongue swept into your mouth and began to play with yours. As your tongues danced, he ran his hands up and down your body stopping when he found your breasts. His fingers found your already hard nipples and he began to pinch them. You pulled away from the kiss and moaned, “Fuck Marcel.”

“Does that feel good (Y/N)?” He asked.

You nodded and he dipped his head down taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You ran your fingers through his hair grabbing onto the ends and moaning when you felt him sink his teeth into your skin. You threw your head back in ecstasy, letting a whimper fall from your lips. Before he could move to your other nipple you pulled him up your body back to your mouth and crashed your lips together. You turned him around so the backs of his legs were against his bed. You pushed him down slightly so he was sitting down on the edge of the bed. With one last peck to the lips you pulled away from him and dropped to your knees in front of him. He rolled his eyes into the back of his head and let out a soft moan knowing what was coming next. You smiled at him as you pushed his legs open, taking his hard cock in your hand.

“I’m going to make you feel so good Marcel.” You whispered with a wink.

“I thought you never did this before?” He asked watching your every move.

“Just because I’ve never done it...” You began licking the head of his cock. “Doesn’t mean I haven’t watched videos of other people doing it.”

“Such a dirty girl.” He moaned as your lips slipped around his cock.

You started off slow with just the head in your mouth bobbing up and down. Even though you didn’t have much of his cock in your mouth, he was still moaning like crazy so you must be doing it right. As you got more used to the feeling of his cock in your mouth and on your tongue you pushed your head a bit further down, taking more of him in your mouth.

“Jesus (Y/N).” He moaned wrapping his hands in your hair. “Such a slut for my cock aren’t you?”

“Mmm hmm.” You moaned around him, vibrating.

“Go ahead (Y/N).” He whimpered pushing your head further down. “Take more of my cock.”

You relaxed your jaw and pushed down as far as you could go. He let out a loud moan as his cock twitched in your mouth. Your name left his lips as his orgasm took over his body. He kept your head in place not letting you move as he came down your throat. When he was done, he slowly let go and you pulled off his cock. You made sure he was watching when you swallowed everything he gave you. You watched him as his laid down on his bed, his head resting on his pillow near his headboard. He turned his head to look at you and he said, “Come here (Y/N). Come and sit on my face. I want to taste your sweet pussy.”

You let out a soft moan before climbing onto the bed. He stood up and put one foot on each side of his head. You grabbed onto the headboard and slowly began to lower yourself getting closer to his face. Once on your knees he stuck his long tongue out of his mouth waiting for you. You bit your lip and finished so your pussy was around his lips. He began to flick his tongue back and forth, up and down your clit. You let out a loud moan and his hands found your hips. He lifted you up slightly and said, “Come on (Y/N). I want you to ride my face.”

He pulled you back down before you could say anything and you began to move your hips back and forth on his face. You let out a loud groan when his tongue slipped inside your slit and you decided that’s what you wanted. So you moved your hips up and down sending his tongue deeper and deeper with every movement. You could feel your orgasm creeping up so you wrapped your fingers in his hair and pushed his face as close to your pussy as it would go, sending his tongue so deep inside you, you could feel it hit your g-spot.

“Fuck yes Marcel.” You whimpered. “Yes right there.”

He smiled against your pussy and began to flick his tongue against your g-spot. You threw your head back and closed your eyes, screaming his name as your orgasm hit. His hands moved from your hips to your breasts, pinching your nipples again, which only made your orgasm that much better. As you rode out your orgasm he cleaned you up with his tongue making sounds that made you want to cum again. Once you were finished his hands found your hips again and he flipped you over so he was on top. His lips found yours again for a heated kiss and you moaned when you tasted yourself on his lips. He pulled away from the kiss and pressed his forehead against yours.

“I need you so bad (Y/N).” He whispered. “Are you okay with this?”

“More than okay.” You nodded biting your lip.

“I will try and go as slow as I can.” He began watching your face. “The last thing I want to do is hurt you my beautiful girl.”

You let out a sigh relaxing your body and nodded letting him know you were ready. He wrapped his hand around his own cock and lined it up with your entrance. He teased your slit with the head of his cock and you let out a moan.

“You’re so beautiful like this.” He smiled as he began to push in.

You held onto him tight as he pushed further in. Tears filled your eyes and you whimpered slightly at the pain.

“I’m sorry.” He stopped and kissed your forehead.

“Just keep going.” You whispered biting your lip as hard as you could. “And when you get there just give me a minute to adjust.”

He nodded and continued to push further. The tears that filled your eyes were now slipping down your cheeks.

“I’m all the way in.” He whispered.

“Just give me a minute please.” You cried trying to relax.

“Take as much time as you need.” He said leaning down to kiss you softly.

You wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him back. This kiss was different from the other ones. The others were full of desire and lust. This one was soft and filled with nothing but love. As you kissed, he moved slightly to change the angle of the kiss and he pushed further inside you. You gasped and he got nervous.

“Fuck I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

“Marcel.” You began closing your eyes. “It’s okay. You can move now.”

He looked down at you and asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” You whimpered. “Please Marcel. Fuck me now.”

That was all the motivation he needed. He slowly pulled out before pushing all the way back in. You arched your back off the bed and moaned.

“Fuck.” You cried. “Feels s-so good.”

He began to move his hips faster and while his hands found yours. He laced your fingers together and pressed his lips to yours in another kiss.

“I’m never letting you go.” He whispered his hips still moving. “I’m keeping you forever.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere.” You smiled brushing his hair behind his ear.

“I’m so close.” He moaned. “I need to go faster.”

You nodded your head as he picked up speed. You bit down on his shoulder so you wouldn’t scream too loud. Not wanting to cum without you his rough fingertips found your clit and he began to rub figure eights. You clenched your walls around his throbbing cock and he moaned, “Fuck yes. I gonna cum (Y/N).”

You nodded and you felt his cock twitch inside you. Feeling him come apart inside you and his fingers working your clit was enough to send you over the edge. He rocked his hips as your orgasms took over the both of you. As you two came down from your high he slowed down his movements and pulled out of you. He collapsed next to you on the bed and the two of you looked up at the ceiling.

“That was amazing.” He whispered after a couple minutes of silence.

“More than amazing.” You smiled turning towards him, resting your head on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around you and placed a kiss on your temple before saying, “I meant what I said you know.”

“What about what happened today at lunch?” He asked rubbing your back.

“I don’t care.” You began kissing where his heart was. “You’re all I need.”

“You’re something else (Y/N).” He smiled. “I’ve never met anybody quite like you before.”

“Ditto.” You nodded.

The two of you laid there in comfortable silence before you both blurted out of nowhere, “Unusual You.”

You both laughed but it was cut off by a knock on the door. You two looked at each other panicked and you ran into the bathroom. Marcel grabbed his boxer and went to the door. He took a deep breath before answering the door. When he did he saw Harry standing there with a half smile on his face.

“What’s up Eddy?” He questioned trying to be cool.

“If you guys are done fucking like rabbits.” Harry began with a chuckle. “Dinner's almost ready.”

Marcel turned 10 different shades of red before nodding. Edward turned to go back downstairs before he said, “Oh and Marcel. Don’t worry. I won’t tell mom.”