The Styles' Brothers

Avery isn't known to the London community, but she is a very out there person, who is partying it up with her friend Caelyn. But one of her friends, Lily, decides to set them up with the Styles' Twins, and it becomes a whole other game.
The twins are known for trouble, which everyone says. But the girls find them very down to heart and they can protect their own. Once the girls get attached, they feel and get close to them.


3. What The Hell

         I spread some lip-gloss on my lips, and mushed it together. I set the lip-gloss down by the sink faucet. I looked up, and fixed some pieces of my hair. Tonight Caelyn and I were going over to Lil's flat for a party.  She said that it wasn't going to be a huge party. Just a couple of people, some drinks, and music. Nothing major. She also said I didn't have to worry about Harry or Harold being there. That was another plus! I took her word, and put shorts, vans and black nail polish. I'd have to admit, I looked pretty good. If Harry was going to be there, I'd look like a rag doll. Or I'd just not show.

        The lunch yesterday was so uncalled for.  I actually knew what type of person he was, but the type of ego he had. He was so sweet, with a charming smile, but he held a dark side. he wanted girls to fall over him and have sex with him, when they first met or laid eyes on him. But, me? That's now how I do things. I wonder how Harold is with Caelyn. he probably acts like a jackass or a total pervert. Like people say, twins are the same, and they act the same.  Especially when they are so close!

      "That's a cute necklace!" I turned around to see Caelyn with a dress and flats on. Why was she getting so dressed up? I creased my eyebrows at her. I moved my hand over to my necklace, and felt it. It was in the shape of a paper airplane. My brother gave it to me on my birthday. Didn't have a story or anything special to it. It was just a necklace. A necklace that looked good around my neck.

     I put my hand down and cleared my throat. "How is Harold treating you?" I asked. Caelyn smiled at the fact of just hearing his name. I guess they were doing pretty good. She stood next to me and fixed her hair. She bounced the curls. Added the gloss, and did a little kissy face. "He's treating me great! When we went over to the corner, he told me about himself, and I did the same. He gave me advice. Which was weird. But it was funny advice. He made me feel good about myself. He touched my waist and thigh. Like, he wanted me not to feel nervous around him. We exchanged numbers when it was time to leave. I gave him your number for Harry. We ended the night with getting off the sofa, and him planting a kiss on my check. I've been talking to him non-stop! He's an amazing guy!" I kinda felt sad, not giving Harry the chance that he deserved. I'm not an open girl. I don't like relationships. But, Harry. Harry, was a guy who came around once. Not twice, once! I guess I should stop playing hard to get, and let him de-bloom this flower. But, that will be one chance. If he screws up, he doesn't get this rockin' body in his bed.

    "How is Harry treating you?" She asked bouncing one of her curls, "We don't really click. I mean he likes me, and I like him, but I'm playing hard to get. I'm not doing it on purpose, it just happens." She sighed, "Babes, c'mon! You need to let him in!" She patted my shoulders, and grabbed the keys, "Let's go!" She hollered. I applied a little more gloss to the lips and grabbed my phone. Then I was gone.

     We pulled up to Lily's flat. There was cars, that I haven't seen ever! This was more like a gathering, than it was a party. I could here the music blaring and people screaming. I was getting uncomfortable quick!

      Lily opened the door.  She had a huge smile across her face. She had liquor in her hand. "Hi guys!" She said. We walked inside. Her house was crowed. Hallways filled with drunks. Kitchen filled with alcoholics raiding the beers. And everywhere else was filled with people."Harold's upstairs." She said to Caelyn. What the hell? She said that...Ugh! "I swear to god Caelyn! You break the bed, ima kick yo ass!" She said pushing her upstairs. Caelyn mouthed, "Wish me good luck!" I giggled, but yet got pissed at the fact she lied. "I'm sorry I lied. Harry really likes you!" she said. I rolled my eyes. Just my luck! I didn't want to talk to him, after I practically enjoyed his lips and kiss! He'd think that I like him, which I do, but...Ugh! I don't want him to know!

     I went into the kitchen and searched everywhere for a beer. I opened a cooler and found one. I felt someone breathing on me.

      "Yes?!" I turned around to see this guy standing behind me. The lad didn't looked familiar. The last thing I want to do, is be in a room full of strangers. Drunk ones especially.

      "No. No. No, I-I just wanna...wanna say that uhm...I think you are cute." he said giving me a weak smile. I nodded my head. This was going to be fun. Messing with drunk lads. Especially the ones you don't know.

      "Well, I think you are cute too. And you know what else? I have a sexy boyfriend, who likes to beat up cuties like you!" I said showing off my teeth.

     "And where is he? Where is your boyfriend?" He said laughing and looking around.

     "I'm here! Can I help you?" Said Harry coming up behind me and grabbing my waist.

     "Oh...Well I-I-I'd like see, you, uhm..beat me up!" He said raising the beer, and pounding on his chest, like he just one a match against a professional boxer.

     "Maybe next time. Let's see. Tomorrow?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

      "You are actually going to fight him?" I asked pulling him to the side.

      "No. And besides he's drunk. The lad won't remember any of this in the morning." He said. I grabbed my beer sat on the counter and took a sip. Harry looked me in the eyes and smiled showing his dimples.

      "Am I actually your sexy boyfriend?" He asked giggling.

       "Oh shut it!" I said smiling, while taking a sip of the beer.

       "I'm serious..." He said. The whole world stopped. I couldn't think. I wasn't thinking. Maybe I should. No, I shouldn't! I don't know...

        He smiled showing off his dimples making me forget what he just said. I was focusing on his dimples. "You are doing it again.." He said

      "What?" I asked. I was trying to act dumb. He already knew that his dimples were a major turn on for me.

      "Duh!" He said, "I already know-" I cut him off in mid-sentence.

      "Yes. I love your smile, and your dimples. And your green eyes...But most of all you!" Shit! I just said I loved him. Dammit!

       "What did you just say?" He asked cheekily. His dimples were showing. His green eyes were glowing, and his smile was shining. "Nothing" I hopped off the counter and left the kitchen. I felt so awkward, because now he knows I love him. I walked around the house trying to find Lily. She was either getting laid, or in the bathroom puking. I went upstairs, and went up to her bedroom door. I put an ear up against the door to see if Caelyn scored. I heard moaning and the bed squeaking. "Caelyn! You did it!" I shouted. I heard a giggle, and it went back to moans. I left the door laughing.

       I met Harry downstairs. "Well hello! Again!" He said chuckling. There was people everywhere. Yelling, screaming, shouting, moaning, groaning. I grabbed a couple more beers, and some vodka and I was officially drunk off my ass.

       It was 11:00, and I was getting tired. "I'm gonna go home!" I told Harry. "Let me give you a ride!" He said. I got into his car, "Does your head hurt?" He asked, "No, just sleepy.." I said. A couple minutes later we were at my flat. 

       "Come in if you want!" I said. I went into the bathroom and changed into some shorts and a tank. He was sitting on the couch. "Well, I should go now!" He said, "Don't leave me here!" I said sitting next to him. He smiled. "I won't..." He said. I laid my head on his shoulder. I looked into his eyes. "Why do you like me?" I asked him, "I'm not different from any othe-" He cut me off, and his lips were on mine. His lips were repeatedly going over mine, making it seem like a soft make-out session. His lips were so soft, luring me in. I grabbed the neck-line of his shirt, pulling him in. His hands ran up and down my back, I felt his soft fingertips grab the end of my shirt. Soon enough he was pulling it over my head. I sat on his lap. We were still in our mini-make-out session. He was in his boxers. I was in my bra and panties. He picked me up and carried me into my room. He shoved me up against the wall. His lips were roaming my body. I was the world and he was the explorer. "Oh..Harry!" I shouted, while I felt like my bed was going to break!


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