The Styles triplets

Now, I know you have heard of Harry Styles....The pop sensation, every teen girl is talking about around the universe....But there are two more....Marcel and Lance Styles...They are the siblings of Harry....They are triplets. Harry is the sensitive one(and softy, sometimes the scary one), Marcel is the nerd who spends most of his time designing clothing for his brother and hopes that someday his brothers band may wear it.... Lance is the Jock, he gets all the girls...And the other two don't know why, he is just a complete jerk...And then there's me the girl that practically grew up with these three hazardous kids, Lily. I lived right next to them and I went to their school...And I was their older sisters best friend....


3. So We...

We got to the hotel and I had hands all over me... My face, my nails, and my hair..

I sat in an uncomfortable chair for an hour...

Once everyone was done we left for the ceremony.

We all lined up and I took a few deep breaths. I was worried that I would fall and ruin the wedding.

It was Gemma's and my turn to walk out.. We walked up to where we're supposed to stand and we waited for everyone to come out..

I looked up at the three twins.. Harry was looking at me while biting his lip. Marcel was looking at the ground. And Lance was looking at his girlfriend that was seated in the front.

I forgot that Harry was the pervert out of the three... But honestly I would think it would be Lance, well because he's a man whore.

Then Anne walked out... She looked so beautiful, I couldn't ever remember her this happy.

I smiled at her as she looked my way.

Gemma looked at me and smiled, "Later is the better part of this whole thing."

"Oh.." I whisper.

The ceremony passed quickly..

Then we were sent to the ball room.

A slow song played. I sat alone at a table while everyone else was dancing, then someone walked up to me. I looked up to see it was Harry.

"May I have this dance, Lilly?" He asks giving his hand out.

I took it and nodded.

He completely swept me off my feet.

Then all of a sudden everyone switched partners. Now I was with Marcel.

"So.." He says.

I look past his head and saw a girl walk into the ball room.

She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was skinny...

"TAYLOR SWIFT!" I scream pointing at the woman.

Everyone gasped.

Taylor looked at me with an evil eye.

"You shouldn't have done that." Marcel whispers.

"What, why?" I ask.

"Because she knows Harry likes you and they dated." Marcel whispers.

I quickly ran for the loo.

I closed the door behind me and locked it.

I started crying and puking.

I heard someone walk in.

"Lilly?" A familiar voice asks.

"Yea?" I ask.

"It's Harry, open up." He says.

"No, I don't need you seeing me like this." I reply.

He sighs, "What's wrong?"

"You've been gone for a couple years and I never had time to ever talk to you and you dated the girl I hated most." I say.

"Yeah, I guess you're right...I did break that promise we made a few years back." He replies.


*A few years back*

"Promise me you wont date any celebrity I hate?" I ask.

"I promise, babe." He says and kisses my forehead.



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