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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5. You're RELATED?!

What was Edward doing here? At Marcel's house? What was going on here? Edward was the school's notorious 'bad boy' and Marcel... Well, he was Marcel... "E-Edward? What are you doing here?" I ask, stumbling slightly as I notice the small distance between us. "I could ask you the same thing. The real question is, what are you doing at my house?" he smiles down at me and I feel myself flush red. Wait! His... Edward's house? But, this was- No. He continues to look at me, waiting for an answer. "I'm here because I was studying... With Marcel?" I say it more like a question. His eyebrows knot together as he frowns. "What are you doing hanging around Marcel?" he questions. "We-we're friends." I tell him and the corners of his mouth turn up as if the fact we were friends amused him. "Looks like my bro finally found a friend. Not to  mention, a very beautiful friend" he winks and again, I feel myself flush crimson.


Woah... Hold up. Bro? As is brother... Marcel and Edward? Were RELATED! It was almost impossible to comprehend that two people like Edward and little ol' Marcel could ever even be friends. "So, you and Marcel, are brothers?" I choke out and Edward nods, shrugging as if it was obvious.

"We're actually triplets" he says nonchalantly. Triplets? There's one more? I take a deep breathe, calming my confused thoughts whirling in my mind. He smiles at me and I smile back, a million butterflies fluttering in my stomach. "You never called" he fake pouts down at me, pretending to wipe fake tears. I laugh and shrug.

"Sorry, I'm kinda new to the whole 'calling' thing I guess" I tell him and he looks genuinley surprised

"It's kinda hard to believe that a pretty little girl like you would be 'new' to dating" he states, leaning in. What? Was he going to try kiss me. No, not here. Not now.

"Well, it's hard to believe that you and Marcel are brothers" I say, trying to change the subject but his lips were still only an inch away from mine. I hear someone cough and turn to see another curly haired boy and nearly faint, Harry.


"Y-You and h-him" I point between Edward and Harry. Now only seeing the matching set of beautiful emerald eyes. My mind was quite literally 'blown'. Marcel comes stumbling down the stairs to stand beside Harry awkwardly, probably wondering what was going on and why I was even still here. There they were, standing right there... The Styles triplets. This time I can't stop myself fainting as I feel my legs give way and my world turns black.

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