Marcel's POV

I nervously tap my fingers on the steering wheel as I drive. It's an hour until Cami's coming. I have an hour to make sure everything's all set.

Niall and I worked for hours after school setting everything up.

Tonight is going to be wonderful.

Hopefully...

“C'mon, move,” I mutter to the slow driver in front of me. At this rate I'll be there in 20 years.

My phone starts to ring, it's Niall.

“We're all here. Everything looks good. Where are you?” he asks when I pick up.

“I'll be there in ten minutes.”

“Okay, when should I leave to pick Cami up?”

“I already told you, leave in 20 minutes.” I smile at his forgetfulness.

“Got it. 20 minutes. K. I'll see you soon. Bye- Zayn, don't touch that!!” He hangs up, leaving me wondering what Zayn was doing.

I hope he didn't mess something up.

I pull up a few minutes later to see the boys running around. Louis is hopping around trying to put on his shoe and Zayn is fixing his hair while looking at his reflection.

“Marcel! Finally!” Liam says.

“I'm here! Is everything good?” I ask.

Liam nods, “All set. Niall's having trouble with his hat though.”

“You're taking this chauffeur thing way too seriously, Niall,” I say, walking over to him.

He puffs up his chest, “Mr. Horan, at your service,” he says, saluting.

I laugh, “Well, Mr. Horan, bring Cami here safely.”

“Me? Of course she'll be safe. I'm the number one chauffeur, I mean, look at my outfit. Very responsible,” he says, winking.

“Top notch,” I tell him.

Louis walks over to us, “You guys did really well. It's beautiful. I'm sure she'll love it.”

“I hope she does,” I say.

“I know she will,” Louis reassures me.

“Do I look okay?” I ask them.

“You just have a little something,” Louis says, reaching up to my hair. He ruffles it and giggles, “All fixed!”

“Louis!” I say, fixing my hair.

“You look fine,” Liam says.

“Who knew Marcel could look so hot?” Louis says.

I slap his shoulder, “Shut up,” I say blushing.

“It's true, someone had to say it. Look at you. You're just so handsome,” he says, “My little Marcel is growing up so fast.” He pretends to cry and wipes at his eyes.

I roll my eyes, “Such a weirdo.”

“Hey!”

“Someone had to say it,” I say mimicking him.

“Niall you better get going!” Liam says.

“It's Mr. Horan! And I'm on my way! See you soon!” Niall says, driving away.

I'm so nervous. I have butterflies in my stomach and I can't think straight.

What if she doesn't like it? What if everything goes wrong?

I have something to show her.

What if she hates it?

What if the whole night is just a total disaster?

What if, what if, what if....

I crack my knuckles nervously and fix my hair again.

It's almost time.

There's no turning back now.

Cami's POV

It's almost time.

I'm so nervous.

What's the surprise? Where is Marcel taking me?

I look at myself in the mirror one last time.

I rearrange one of my curls and look at myself from every angle. I'm wearing a light pink lace dress and tan flats. Heels are not my thing.

I walk downstairs to wait for Marcel and nervously twiddle my thumbs. Surprises make me anxious, in a good way though.

“You look gorgeous,” my mom says, sitting next to me.

“You think so?”

“I think you look worse than usual,” Sam says from the kitchen.

“Sam!” my mom shouts, “I think you look beautiful, Sweetie.”

The doorbell rings suddenly, creating my stomach to flop.

“He's here!” I say, jumping up.

“Have fun! Text me where you end up!”

“I will. Bye!”

I open the door excitedly.

Except it's not Marcel...

“Niall? Why are you here? Dressed like that?” I ask confused.

“Mr. Horan is my name. I am your chauffeur for the night.”

I giggle, “Nice to see you, Mr. Horan. Any hints as to where we're going?”

“I'm under strict orders not to tell you anything,” he says, opening the door. I smile and sit in the car. Niall starts playing a CD. It's one of Marcel's tapes. I recognize it.

It's “Love.”

“You look lovely,” Niall says in a serious tone.

“Why thank you, Mr. Horan.”

He smirks, “I like being a chauffeur. It's quite fun. Do you like my hat?”

“Love it. Very nice touch.”

“I thought so.”

We're driving for about 20 minutes. I have absolutely no idea where we are.

“Ms. O'Donnell, I have orders to have you shut your eyes from now until further notice,” Niall says.

I shut my eyes and giggle, “Okay, Mr. Horan. They're shut.”

I can hear him drive a little further and park the car.

“Keep them shut,” he says, opening my door. He grabs my hand and I blindly walk, “Take a right,” he says.

We walk for what feels like forever. I think we're in a dark room. I can hear a piano playing.

“Zayn, now you can press the button,” I hear someone whisper.

“Shh!” I hear someone else say.

“Okay, you can open now,” Niall says, letting go of my hand.

I open my eyes and the first thing I see is Marcel standing a few feet in front of me, smiling widely. He looks so handsome. His hair is pushed up instead of the usual loose curls. It's funny how it's gone from straight, to curly, to this. He's in a black suit that's not too fancy, it's just right. He's perfect.

I'm falling in love all over again.

I just want to run over to him and hug him. I want to be in his arms forever and never have him let me go. I don't think I can live without him.

My heart feels like it's bursting. It feels like I'm lighter and happier.

This must be what love feels like.

I've never felt this way before.

I feel a tear slip from eye and I quickly wipe it away.

This is amazing.

I look up above us to see a billion stars.

That's when I realize where we are.

We're in a huge planetarium.

Lights are strung around the room, illuminating the room. A table is sitting in the middle of the room with a small rose in the center.

“Wow,” I whisper.

Marcel walks over to me, “What do you think?”

“This is, it's, oh my gosh. Marcel, it's amazing.”

“You look beautiful,” he says, holding my hand.

“You look great too. Oh my gosh. This is so beautiful.”

He points up, “Do you recognize that one?”

“It's Marcel the Star,” I whisper.

He nods.

I hear someone singing now.

Where is it coming from?

I look around, but don't see anything.

“Over there,” Marcel says, pointing to my right.

That's when I see Liam, Zayn, Louis and Niall. Niall's playing guitar and Louis is playing piano. They're all singing “Endlessly” by the Cab.

“They're going to play all our favorite songs tonight,” Marcel tells me.

“I can't believe you did all this for me.”

“It's a small way to say thank you for everything.”

“Marcel, this is amazing. How did you-”

“No need for questions. I know some people,” he tells me.

“Wow...”

I'm speechless. Marcel did all this for me. It's only the beginning of the night and I'm already astounded.

I look up at the stars as Marcel and I sit down at a table in the center of the planetarium. Millions of them are twinkling and lighting up the sky.

A lot of people can't find a star that lights up their life. But I've found mine and all my wishes have come true.

I don't think it can get any better than this.

What do you think Marcel has to show Cami?

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