LOSER (ZARCEL)

CHAPTER 7

To Zayn Malik: hey.

From Zayn Malik: hi, how have you been?

To Zayn Malik: im partnering up with cher instead for music class.

From Zayn Malik: why?

To Zayn Malik: bc i like her better.

Incoming Call: Zayn Malik.

I let the Marimba ringtone ring for a bit before I decided to answer.

"Hello?"

"Mate!?"

"What? What did I do?"

"Why are you replacing me with Cher all of a sudden?"

"Because I like her. Remember what I told you?"

Zayn was silent on the other line for a few seconds.

He sighed.

"Yeah. But mate, I swear. You're gonna regret it."

"I don't care, Zayn. I can do what I want."

"I know, I know."

Silence.

"So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Zayn said.

"Yeah."

"Yeah. So uh, bye."

"Bye."

I hung up.

I was getting really tired of Zayn trying to control me. Of course I knew Cher was a heartbreaker, but I didn't care, I actually quite liked her.

I unlocked my phone and decided to ring up Cher, I got her phone number after school today.

"Hello?"

"Yeah?"

"Hi Cher, it's Marcel."

"Oh hi babe! How are you?"

"Good, and uh, I wanna ask you something."

"Alright."

"Uhm, do you, do you wanna go on a date with me?"

"Yes! Of course!"

I smiled.

"Okay, let's go to the bakery in town. I'll pick you up at 8 o clock, sounds good?"

"Yeah! I'll text you my address."

"Okay, see you then babe."

"Right, see you later."

I hung up.

I guess it's time to get ready for this date, it's 6:56.

"Marcel?" My mum called.

"Yes Mum?"

"'Do you have any homework you need to do?"

"No," I lied.

"Oh, okay."

I didn't feel like doing my homework, except the song I needed to write for Cher. But maybe I'll come up with inspiration after our date.

I took a fairly long shower, then I went into my closet to choose my outfit. I didn't really have that many dress clothes, but that was okay. I found a black blazer and a white dress shirt with small black polka dots, and a pair of black skinny jeans to match. After I was all dressed, I slipped on some black boots. I checked the time. 7:42 PM. I decided to ring up Cher.

"Hello?" Cher said.

"It's Marcel, are you ready for the date?" I asked her.

"Oh hi. I'm almost ready, I'll text you when I'm finished."

"Okay. I'll see you soon babe."

"Alright. Love you!"

I paused. Did Cher just tell me she loves me?

"I-I love you too."

I hung up.

"Woah," I said out loud.

She didn't mean that, my self conscience tells me, She's just leading you on.

I ignore those comments and wait for Cher. It doesn't take long until she texts me.

From Cher: I'm ready to go babe. xx

I walk down the stairs as I reply.

To Cher: alright. i'll be there soon xx

Mum is in the family room, so I try to pass without her stopping me. I speed walk past the room, but fail.

"Marcel," Mum says, getting up from the sofa, "Why ae you dressed so formaly?"

"Justgoingonadate."

Mum's eyes light up.

"A date? Why didn't you tell me! Who is the lucky girl?"

"Wait. So you're not mad?" I ask.

I personally thought that she would blow up about me going on a date.

"Why would I be? My little Marcel is growing up!" She says, gesturing for a hug.

I sigh and take in the hug.

"As long as you're not going out on dates with boys, you're free to go on as many dates as you like."

"Mum.." I groan.

"What? I'm serious!" She says while chuckling.

We kind of just stand in silence.

"So, um can I go?" I ask.

"Oh, yes! Have fun baby," Mum says, standing on her tip toes to kiss my forehead.

"Thank you," I say before closing the door behind me.

I was more than ready to take my relationship with Cher a step further tonight.