Chapter 13

Tiana's POV

After that short awkward conversation with Gemma and Anne, Marcel then went to the room beside the living room to change clothes and I then saw him wearing a black shirt which revealed--- tattoos??

I stared at him with slight shock but then turned away when he looked back at me.

Well I did not expect to see that.

Anyway, before we could go to his room, he then went to the kitchen sink to arrange the utensils he used back in the dish board. (gif image above)

"Oh no, honey, I'll do that." Anne said taking the utensils from him "You and Tiana go upstairs to get started."

"You sure?" Marcel said as Anne and Gemma grinned at him and nodded.

"Yeah you two have fun," Gemma said as Marcel placed his hand on the back of his neck looking at me.

"Uhh.. This way," he said as we both went upstairs and turned right to go straight to his room.

When we finally got upstairs, we then went inside the fine wooden door and there I saw a very neat and arranged room. Not like the rooms my guy friends had. Marcel's room's very-- neat and orderly.

Still, I can't get over the fact that he's got tattoos.

I mean it's not like I felt disgusted about it I mean, he still looks good but I don't know maybe I'm just not used to it.

Not used to seeing a guy with tattoos. Especially a guy like him.

"Hey?" Marcel said cutting me off from my thoughts "You okay?" he added sitting down on his desk and gathered up his papers and books.

"Uhh, yeah," I said sitting down on his bed. "Everything's totally copacetic,"

"You sure?" he asked looking at me straight in the eye.

I didn't say anything though. I was kind of busy staring at his tattoos which I guess he noticed. He then checked his arm and chuckled a bit.

"Body art distracting you?" he said as I looked at him a bit startled as he laughed "Don't worry, they're only temporary."

"Temporary? It doesn't look like Henna or anything," I said as he smiled showing his adorable dimples.

"It's not Henna. It's only made out of black coal pigment." he said "I kind of developed a formula that can make the temporary tattoo last longer for, I don't know, a couple of months? Besides, I don't use needles. I need to keep my blood clean since I'm part of the Red Cross team." he said as I nodded.

"That's impressive," I said smiling as he blushed.

"What project do you need help with?" he asked as I bit my lower lip and played with my hands.

"Truth is, Marcel," I started "I actually don't have any requirements to do anymore..."

"What? I thought you--"

"I kind of, lied," I said "I'm sorry. It's just that, it just came out of my mouth as an excuse to Gemma since our conversation was getting a bit... awkward." I finished as Marcel looked at me, furrowing his eyebrows but then sighed.

"Well, what do we do now?" He asked as I smiled.

"Let's talk about you," I said as he looked at me confusingly.

"Me? Why me?" he said.

"Well, we never really had an actual conversation so, why not have one right now?" I said as he placed his hand on the back of his neck and looked down.

"W-Well... What do you want to know about me then?" he said as I took my shoes off and sat on his bed, patting my side signaling him to sit with me-- which he did.

"Well, let's start off with-- your favorite food," I started

"Tacos,"

"Favorite singer,"

"John Mayer,"

"Favorite movie,"

"Goodfellas,"

"Whoa, really? That's my favorite too!" I said as he smiled.

"I have a clear copy on my laptop, if you want.." he said.

"Cool! Let's watch it later," I said "Anyway, first crush?"

"Erm.." he stuttered "It's a girl named Patricia," he said as I nodded and even if I know the answer, I still asked him another question.

"First heartbreak and because of who?" I said as he looked down at his hands.

"Still Patricia, she dumped me when we were 14 so.." he said as I patted his back.

"Heyy, that's okay! It's her loss anyway. She missed a really great guy to be with." I said as he looked at me straight in the eye.

"You think I'm a great guy?" he said as I smiled.

"I know you're a great guy," I said as he smiled.

He looked so great when he smiles especially right now that he's looking straight in my eyes. Like, I can see sparkles in his eyes which made me feel--- happy.

"Uhh, Tiana?" he said as I then zoned out from my thoughts and nodded.

"Yeah?"

"Enough about me, let's talk about you." he said as I sat upright and flipped my hair.

"Okay," I said "What do you wanna know about me, Mr. Styles?"

"Uhh... Favorite food?" he said.

"Cheeseburger,"

"Favorite singer or singers?"

"Michael Jackson and Beyonce,"

"Favorite movie--- besides Goodfellas,"

"The Proposal,"

"Cool, I'll watch that later," he said as I smiled.

"Sure, sure," I replied smiling.

"Uhm.. First heartbreak?" he said as I paused and looked down. 

"There's this guy whom I fell in love with back when I was in 8th grade." I started. "I cook for him, cheer for him, comfort him and talk to his family every time they get into a family quarrel and still he left me for some other girl just because he find me annoying so yeah.." I said as Marcel stared at me, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Gosh.. That guy doesn't deserve you, Tiana. Never in a million years does he ever deserve a girl like you." he said, with a bit of rage in his voice.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm glad we broke up too." I said chuckling, calming him down as he sighed.

"So.. How do you define love now?" he asked as I touched my inner cheek with my tongue.

"Define love.." I started "Love is nothing but a chemical reaction inside the brain. The feelings of lust, attraction and commitment have all come from our body's hormones and from the neurotransmitters that are released from the nervous system. Love is all chemical. There's nothing magical about it. Everything came from the brain not from the heart. Everything can be explained by Science." I said as he stared at me with, I don't know, amazement I assume?

"You know what, Tiana?" he said "Love cannot be explained by Science." he added as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Oh really?" I said as he smiled at me.

"Love is an unexplainable thing existing on Earth." he started "Artists describe it as an abstract, Scientists describe it as a chemical reaction and ordinary people call it just an emotion." he said "But love, for me, is something you just feel. Something you feel that can be only felt to something and someone that makes you want to wake up in a Monday morning with a smile and great motivation. Something and someone that just, I don't know... Make you feel good." he finished, looking down shyly while smiling.

"Wow Marcel," I said "I never knew you knew so much about love." I added as he looked at me in the eye and smiled.

"M-Maybe that's just because I'm inspired..." he said shyly.

"Really? Of what or of who?" I said as he stared deeply into my eyes.

"Tiana, I---"

"Kids! Come on down, we're going  out for dinner!" Anne said from downstairs cutting our conversation off.

We stood up immediately and just realized we were already having a conversation for hours now. I was putting on my shoes as Marcel put on a jacket when I then remembered what he was about to say.

"By the way, Marcel, what was that you were you going to say earlier?" I said as he bit his lip and smiled.

"You'll know it soon," he said as Gemma knocked on the door and opened it.

"You guys ready?" she said smiling as we both nodded.

Okay so now, I am off to a Styles family dinner. I then thought to myself that I'm like Anne's adopted child which made me laugh a bit.

"What?" he said as we went downstairs.

"Nothing," I said giggling as he pouted and half-closed his eyes.

"Tell me, tell me, definitely tell me," he said as I stuck my tongue out and shook my head.

"No," I said as he placed his hands on his waist.

"You tell me or I'll--"

Then he started tickling me which made me laugh so hard, we almost fell on the stairs.

"Marcel!" I exclaimed as he laughed too.

"Okay guys, break it up, I'm getting jealous here," Gemma said chuckling as Anne laughed.

"Aww, you kids look good together," Anne said as I laughed a bit.

"Mum," Marcel said as we all laughed.

"Okay, come on now, off to the car," Anne said as I smiled then went to the car together with Marcel and Gemma.

This day's getting nicer. I got close to Marcel and about to go out on a family dinner with the Styles'. I like his family.

I like him.

As we were driving in the car, I then received a text message.

From dad.

Honey, we're home! Come on home, we prepared dinner :)

Okay, not what I expected.

I'm with my friend Marcel's family..

I replied. Then after 2 minutes, he replied,

Invite them to dinner as well. We'll be waiting x.

Hmm. Interesting.

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Okay okay this chapter's a bit cliche because of the things about love and blah blah blah anyway! Hope you like this one even if it's a bit cliche but yeah you still love me :D BTW. SPECIAL CREDITS TO  @IIMennaII

    FOR THIS LOVELY BOOK COVER. Stay lovely, sweetheart mwah!! xx.

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