(Sorry for the wait, but I made a nice long chapter for you guys :). I think its one of my favorites that I ever wrote. I hope you love it! And btw, its a dirty one ;). Love you guys -Alyssa)
***Alyssa's POV***
"A-Alyssa?" Marcel looked at me with worried eyes. He was trying to disguise his nervousness but he wasn't very successful. I'll admit I'm nervous too. I never imagined that this would happen.
I looked him in the eyes, I noticed his pupils dilate and the green became more vibrant. I gave him my full attention.
"C-can you p-promise me o-one thing?" He stuttered with hopeful eyes.
I wondered what he wanted me to promise. I'd never break his promise in a million years.
I nodded for him to continue.
"P-promise to n-never l-leave me a-again." He got out in a low whisper. I brought my lips to his and sparks went off in my heart.
I smiled into the kiss.
"I promise." I whispered against his plump, pink lips. His dimples indented his cheeks. I brought my finger up and poked it. He started giggling.
I looked at his beautiful face. He was still wearing the glasses I'd put on before our first kiss. His hair was still curly, it was sexy. But I don't want him to be changed for me.
"Can you promise me one thing?" I said reciting his words from a moment ago.
"Yes." He said surely to prove that he'd never break a promise.
"Never change again." I told him. He can look however he wants, I'll love him no matter what. There's one thing I'm sure of, he'll never change his personality.
"I p-promise."
"I do love the look though." I smiled.
"I d-do too." He agreed.
We sat in a silence for a moment. It wasn't awkward or uncomfortable, it was blissful. We were taking in this amazing moment.
"Ok well um, let's get started I guess." I said shakily. I normally wasn't very nervous but I was now. Maybe it's because I'm with someone I really do love. Mike was just some douce bag guy who asked me out just for one thing. Sex.
I wish I'd waited. It was a stupid move of me. I wish I waited for Marcel.
Marcel nodded. I'd never seen him this nervous.
***Marcel's POV***
I had butterflies in my stomach and my heart was beating out of my chest. I have no clue what my um, thing is supposed to look like. What if it's small? What if Alyssa thinks it looks weird or something? I don't know.
I know Alyssa would never judge me but I had a feeling it was small. I was having an internal battle whether I should tell her or ask her about it. That would be embarrassing. But I couldn't stop the words tumbling out of my mouth.
"I d-don't know w-what its, uh, s-supposed to look like. I-it's probably erm, s-small." I blurted out and my cheeks flushed.
Alyssa looked up a smile playing on her lips.
"I'm sure it's perfect." She said making me feel better.
***Alyssa's POV***
I've only seen Mike's before and I mean he was like average. But honestly, I don't care if Marcel is small. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to judge him for it.
I looked up into his eyes to acknowledge if he was ready. He nodded slightly. I took a deep breath and moved my hand to his pants button. My hands were slightly shaking. I had no clue why. I mean I guess I want it to be good for Marcel.
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The Nerd Who Stole My Heart (A Marcel/Harry Styles Fan Fiction)
FanfictionAlyssa starts off her junior year of school a lot differently than she planned when she meets a geek named Marcel.