The Styles Triplets

Harry, Edward and Marcel may all look the same, but they are completely different, especially their secrets. Baylee may look like a normal girl, but her mom passed away 6 years ago and no one knows the real reason why, until she is forced to tell the boys. Not only does she have a big secret, they all do too.

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17. Chapter Seventeen

"Does this hurt when I move it like this?" The doctor asks as he moves my arm.

"No, not really," I reply.

"What about this?" he moves it in the opposite direction.

"Yeap," I squeak.

"HEY! You're hurting her!" Edward shouts at the doctor, standing up from the chair he was sitting in, whilst the doctor lowers my arm.

"He is just doing his job," I tell him, shooting him a glare.

He sits back down and the doctor documents information into a manila folder.

"Well, Miss Jensen looks like it's just a sprain. It's pretty bad but you will be okay in about two weeks. Wear this sling, limit your movement, have plenty of rest and come back here on Thursday. Give the front desk this note when you arrive," He says passing the sling and the note.

"Thank-you," I say getting off the bed really slowly.

"Anytime. When you're ready to go, you can leave," He tells us whilst he walks out of the room.

"You okay?" Edward asks.

"Could be a lot better," I reply.

We walk out to the entrance hall and I notice a mop of curls with fingers tugging at the ends.

"Harry?" Edward and I both ask at the same time.

Harry looks up at us and rushes over.

"Thank god you're okay Edward!" He says.

Does he not notice that I am in a sling. Or...is there a reason as to why he thought Edward was hurt?

"Not that I don't care that you're hurt, I do care...Are you okay, though? And what happened?" He asks, turning to me, now looking worried

"Yes, I'm fine, and I will tell you at home," I tell him. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I heard you yelling, I didn't know what was going on, so...I followed you two. I called Marcel but he is somewhere with Georgina. We thought Edward was hurt since he-," he gets cut off.

"Baylee needs to get home and rest," Edward says.

Why did he cut Harry off?

"Baylee!" I turn around to see Marcel and Georgina walking quickly over. 

"Hey, guys," I say, smiling.

"Wait...you're the one hurt? Not Edward?" Marcel asks.

"No, I'm not hurt! I'm in one piece!" Edward says, getting annoyed.

"Is everything okay?" Georgina asks me and I nod.

"Why is your arm in a sling then?" Marcel asks, confusion all over his face.

"I sprained my shoulder pretty badly. But I will be okay in about two weeks," I explain.

"How did you sprain it?" Georgina asks.

"God Georgina! You can't ask that!" Harry exclaims, looking really annoyed at her. 

"Harry, it's okay," I turn back to Georgina, "I can't really say in here, but I will tell Harry and Marcel when we get home, and Marcel can tell you.

"Okay, okay. Enough chit-chat. Let's go home," Edward says walking out the front doors.

"Well, I guess I will see you guys at home, and it was good seeing you again Georgina," I say sweetly and Harry is disappointed that I'm being nice to her.

Georgina steps forward and hugs me awkwardly. I hug her back just as awkwardly.

As she pulls away she says, "Hope you have a quick recovery."

 "Tha-," I get cut off.

"Baylee! Come on! I want to get home before 1!" Harry says, dragging me away but my good arm.

Wait? Is it past midnight?

"Okay! Calm your tits," I laugh. "Thank-you Georgina."

I walk out and meet Edward at his car.

"About time! God, you're slow!" He whispers/shouts playfully as he gets in the car.

"Gee...thanks," I say sarcastically and rolling my eyes. "We'll see you at home Harry," I say to him, as he walks to his car.

"Okay, I'm hungry...what's open 24 hours?" He asks as we head in the opposite direction to Harry, to Edward's car.

"I only know that the subway on Market Street is..." I say, suggesting it to him.

"Subway it is then!" He announces, as we reach his car, and get in.

There's something that I've been wanting to know for a while now. Maybe I should ask now...

"Is everything okay?" Edward asks noticing me spacing out, starting to drive towards Market Street.

"Can I ask you something?" I ask, fidgeting with my sling.

"You just did," He says smirking.

"Okay, smart-ass, then, can I ask two more things?" I ask, getting annoyed.

"You just asked one, so ask the other," laughing at himself.

"Dick," I mutter to myself. "Uhm...why is Marcel and Georgina's relationship a secret?"

"I would love to tell you," he snickers, "but that is a story that they need to tell."

"Fair enough," I say, understanding completely. 

I look at the time and it's 12:50 am.

"I don't think we will be home by 1..." I mention.

"Yeah...neither do I," he replies.

"You just missed Market Street..." I state.

"Fuck...gotta do a U-turn." He does one, turn into the street and parks in front of Subway.

We get out of the car and walk in. To my surprise, there is a rowdy sitting at the corner table, looking to be around our age. I don't take much attention to them until one of the girls calls out Edward's name.

"Shit, fuck, shit shit, fuck," he mutters before turning around.

"Hey, Emma..." He says awkwardly as she walks over, hugging Edward.

She's gorgeous. Long brown hair and bright blue eyes.

"Who's this?" she asks, directing it at me, after she let's go of Edward from a hug.

"Oh...this is...uhm...my friend, Baylee," He stutters.

"That's...cool...Uhm...come over and sit with us. You've been neglecting us recently," She says shooting me a death glare when Edward isn't looking. Well then.

"I'm going to order," I tell Edward, turning around to go to the counter.

He nods to acknowledge what I said.

I really didn't want to be around Emma, giving me glares every two minutes. I got the vibe that she didn't want me around.

"Hi, what can I get you?" The girl, Cassie from what is said on her name tag, asks.

"Hi, uhmm...can I get a wrap with old English cheese, chicken, lettuce, cucumbers, pickles, tomatoes, and mayonnaise?" I say, looking at the salads, so I don't forget anything.

"Sure things," She smiles and gets to work.

I walk down to the register to wait for her to finish.

I take this as a chance to look back at Edward. When I look back, I see that he is with the group Emma was sitting with before. I notice that they all have tattoos, similar to Edwards, including Emma and the other girl. This must be his group.

I didn't realise I was looking long until Cassie taps me on the shoulder.

"Sorry," I mutter.

"It's okay. I've been staring at them since they walked in. They seem fishy, but their tattoos are interesting," she says, quickly looking over. "I don't think I noticed the guy with the curls before. He has to be my favourite."

I lightly laugh at her, as she's oblivious to me knowing him.

"Oh...wow, I sound desperate. Talking like this about a guy I don't know. Well anyway, that is 5 pounds," she says laughing nervously.

I reach into my bag and get my wallet. Before I pull it out a hand grabs my arm to stop me.

"Here you go, keep the change," Edward says handing Cassie the money. She looks so shocked and surprised. Wasn't he just sitting? Is he a vampire?

"Uh...tha...thanks...he...ha..." She says nervously.

"Let's go Baylee, its past 1," Edward says pulling me.

"Okay," I turn to Cassie and she winks at me, and I laugh at her. 

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