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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10. Oh God...

The bro code?! I just stare at Harry and can just imagine the unpleasant frown that would be creasing my eyebrows at this very moment. Just as I was going to demand more answers Marcel comes scurrying down the stairway. "Oh-I-I'm uh... sorry. I didn't know... you were here and there was s-study and... uhhh" I chuckle and pull him into a hug. He really needs to work on that stuttering. I pull away and smile warmly at him. He turns a deep crimson colour and I realise he probably wasn't used to... hugging. As if on cue, Edward strolls in and pulls me away from Marcel. He squeezes me into a hug. This hug wasn't like the hugs yesterday... they were gentle and loving. This hug was more like a 'I'm gonna press your boobs against me' hug... it was slightly uncomfortable. Why was he acting this way? I awkwardly step out of his tight embrace and he leads me towards the couch. "Movie time" says Harry, holding out 3 options... Titanic, The Notebook and Dear John. Was he trying to make me tear up in front of them all? But I was curious to see how Edward reacts to this sort of thing... the boys all watch curiously as I make my decision. "The Notebook it is" I smile and Marcel claps excitedly. He was such a cutie!


Halfway through the movie, and Edward has shown no sign of breaking. He actually looked particuarly bored. Marcel on the other hand; had tears running down his cheeks. I felt the urge to pull him close and pat his slicked back hair. Atleast he was showing signs of humanly emotions. Even Harry had let a tear fall, he may deny it but I saw him swipe it away before it was to be seen. I look up at Edward, who had pulled the smooth 'yawning' move on me. I couldn't help ut giggle when he did it though. He took my gaze as permission to slide his hand up my leg. No. Before I pushed it away he leans close to my ear. "Screw the Notepad... let's head upstairs" Um, it's called the Notebook... I sigh, shaking my head. It was just up to the good part. He grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs. Earning concerned looks from Marcel and Harry. Harry gave me a solemn look as if he knew something I didn't... Oh God...




What's gonna happen?! :o

Yes, I know... I haven't updated for aaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggesssss


I've been super busy D:

I hope you enjoyed this chapter though :)

Also, I have a querie- I have a boyfriend... is it wrong to continue writing fanfiction? (Particuarly gay fanfiction) I'm confused if I should or if it's wrong?! :'(


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