I watched as he took all the hits that were aimed towards him. It broke my heart in pieces everyday to see him like this. I couldn't do this anymore.
I threw my books on the ground and marched toward the group of boys that surrounded my Marcel. I pulled one back by his collar, the force knocked him on his back.
I wouldn't have a problem taking all them, my dad taught me how to fight before he practically abandoned me. I was trained to fight.
I pulled the blond down by his curly hair and punched him straight in his nose then pushed him into the guy next to him, watching them both ripple to the ground.
I looked at the two that were left and gave them a death glare before taking a single step toward them. I was quite disappointed when they ran in the opposite direction.
"OH SO YOU CAN BEAT SOMEONE BUT WONT LET SOMEONE BEAT YOU? IF I SEE YOU, YOURE MINE!" I screamed after them.
I didn't care if I made a scene.
Enough is enough.
I turned around and looked frantically for Marcel. But he was gone.
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The Change [BWWM Marcel/HarryStylesFanfic] #wattys2015
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