The Styles Triplets

The three Styles triplets were some of the most wanted boys in the school. Well, at least two of them were. There was Harry, charming and cheeky. Edward, your normal bad boy. Then... there was Marcel, well, he was a nerd. No matter their reputations, they were always there for each other, but what happens when the new girl turns things upside down and finds herself in... triple trouble.

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3. Forming A Frienship

"The name's Edward. A gorgeous girl like you probably has a pretty name" he said flirtatiously...

 

I smile back at Edward, desperatley hoping he doesn't notice my struggles to not scream right now... "The name's Aleisha" I say, in what I hope is a confident tone. He smirks then scribbles something on his maths book before handing me the paper. A grin paints across my lips... As I make out a phone number in his scribbled writing. I, Aleisha... Just got a boy's number. And not just any boy, freaking Edward Styles! It was so hard to restrain myself from jumping out of my chair and breaking into one of my certainly embarrassing happy dances. That would be unfortunatley embarrassing...

 

Ding Dong Ding

 

Wow, that went fast. With a flickering glance and what I percieve to be a wink. Edward was off in a flash, not even bothering to copy down the homework due next Tuesday. I carefully fold the numbered paper into my pocket and begin to head out when I notice Marcel, still sitting in his chair, working away, furrowing his brow and biting his bottom lip... How cute. I walk up to him and he jumps, looking up at me curiously. "So, Marcel... Where do you wanna... Eat lunch?" I ask him and he looks honestly surprised. I don't think he expected me to speak to him again. "Y-you wanna s-sit with m-me? At lunch... In f-front of e-v-veryone?" I nod and he grabs his things, one of his dorky, one-sided smirks appearing on his face.

 

We look over the masses of tables in the cafeteria, filled with laughing students, talking about anything and everything. "Sooo... Marc" I say, scooting closer, "Where's your table?" he flushes a deep crimson before stuttering, "W-well, yo-you see, I-I have n-no table" he explains. Oh, poor thing. I spot an empty table, right in the centre and grab his hand, pulling him with me and sitting down. "Well, you do now" he grins, re-positioning his glasses before pulling out a lunch bag. I watch as he carefully sets his lunch on the table in a particular order... He was so cute.

 

The whole break, we talked about maths, our fears, likes, dislikes and families. I found out he has two brothers who attended school here. I wonder what they're like... I bet they're just like Marcel. He was different... I liked that. I knew me and Marcel would be great friends...

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A/N: Hey guys! So glad people are enjoying my story so far! :) I promise to update as much as possible! Buttt.... the real reason for this A/N was...

 

I've onyl had this story up for a couple hours and as soon as it was posted I've seen people making stories just like it or saying they plan to do so... guys... I know it may be a 'popular' idea... but could you make it any more obvious? -.- This is my idea, be original please! It's not cool to steal people's ideas...

Thanks...

-It'sgottabeLou

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