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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20. Chapter Twenty

Wake up – Ed

I'm bored – Ed

And alone... - Ed

Edward has been texting me nonstop these past days. I sometimes reply, hoping he will stop messaging me, but nope. He keeps texting.

My birthday is tomorrow but I don't expect anyone to know or remember. I haven't said anything to anyone because one since Edward moved out, Harry and Marcel aren't around, and two my dad isn't talking to me and I've purposely been avoiding him.

Get a pet – Bay

Hmm, should I have Mac & Cheese or a sandwich? Mac & Cheese is easier to make, so go with that. Thanks. Oh God, I'm going nuts.

No. I'll come over instead- Ed

Crap

Why don't you come over, instead? I'm having a few friends come over to celebrate my freedom. – Ed

I wonder if they are the 'friends' from subway? I'll go to get secrets.

Well, since you begged me– Bay

Come soon. :) – Ed

Wait. That means I have to get up. Argh.

~~~~*~~~~

I pull up to Edward's apartment block and walk in and towards the elevator. He said his room is on level 2 and it's the third room on the right when you walk out of the elevator.

I walk up to his room and I get ready to knock but the door swings open.

"Fine Edward!" Emma screams over her shoulder. "OH! I didn't see you there," she says sweetly to me.

I blink at her. She was just nice to me. "It's cool!" I reply smiling softly.

"I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong room," She says looking down and back up to my face. Ah, there we go.

"No, I'm pretty sure I have the right room," I say smiling back.

"Are you sure?" She says sounding disbelief.

"100% sure," I say smiling and pushing past her and walking in. Well, it ain't her home.

My suspicions are right. It's the 'friends' from Subway. Time to dig.

Edward's sitting on the couch grinning and trying not to laugh at the interaction between the bitc- I mean Emma and I. "Hey Baylee," He says getting up.

"Hey Edward," I reply giving him a hug.

"Whatever," Emma mutters and walks out slamming the door.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like her," I say letting go of the hug.

"I know you don't," he says smiling. "So? What do you think?"

"It's not as messy as I thought it would be." I honestly say. I thought there would've been pizza boxes all over the floor, but he has proved me wrong.

"Not AS? I cleaned it! I told you to take your time because I had to clean the little mess!"

"Then why was she here?" I ask, distaste in my mouth. Why do I dislike her so much, and I don't even know her.

"She thought that it would be a good idea to come over and help set up for the 'party'," he explains.

"There's this thing called kicking someone out of your home. Ever heard of it?" I ask.

"Well, I asked if she could pick up decorations from Bostik..." He says smirking.

"But that's not a...shop...oh!" I laugh at him.

"She'll be driving around for an hour or two looking for it," he says smiling at his own plan.

"Wait...is it a party or a small get-together?" I ask, suddenly confused.

"It's a little get-together. Don't know where she got the party idea from..." He says, trailing off, and looking around the room.

I walk over to the couch and sit down turning on the TV and surfing through the channels.

"Comfy there?" Edward asks sitting next to me.

I turn on the couch so I can lie down and put my feet on his lap. "You betcha," I reply focusing on the TV.

"-but what if it was two?"

Edward and I look over to the door and see two boys around our age walking in.

More people! Yes! I wonder if I can get gossip out of these people.

"Oh...you have company," the short one of the two says and winks.

I get up off the couch and make my way over to them. Being polite, unlike someone else.

"Hi, I'm Baylee, Edwards..."Wait, what am I? Ex? Friend? Step-sister?

"She's my...err...friend?" Edward says sounding more like a question.

"Hmmm...okay," The blonde one says. "I'm Niall, nice to meet you Baylee."

"Nice to meet you too," I say shaking his hand.

"And I'm Louis," The other one says taking my hand and kissing it.

I start to blush for some odd reason.

"Okay that's enough," Edward says pulling Louis away from me.

"But I was getting to know Miss Baylee," Louis says winking at me for the third time. Eager much?

"You can get to know her another time," Niall says walking to the couch and sitting where I was sitting before.

"Fine," He says sounding defeated.

I make my way to the chair next to the couch where Edward and Niall are sitting.

"Do any of your tattoos have a meaning?" I blurted out.

"Uhhh...." Niall says uneasily.

"Shit, I didn't mean to say that, just ignore me," I say going all red from the embarrassment.

"Don't be embarrassed. Niall doesn't like to talk about them," Louis says walking over to my chair and sitting on the arm rest.

"And some do and some we just got for the fun of it," Edward says answering my question.

"Oh okay," I say smiling.

"So how old are you Baylee?"  Louis asks.

"I'm seventeen," I say smiling.

"Oh yeah...when do you turn eighteen?" he asks.

"Oh umm...well –," I get cut off.

"Edward, there is no fucking shop called Bostik!" Emma yells walking in.

"Great," I mutter to myself.

Louis starts to laugh obviously hearing me.

"Oh! Hey Lou, and ...Niall..." Emma says.

OOOOH! Tension.

"Hey Emma," Louis says smiling and looking at her.

Niall just ignores her and continues watching the soccer game. Yes, Niall. Already my favourite. Wait...when did they change the channel?

"What are we going to do with the decorations for the party now Edward?!" Emma screeches.

"Wait! This is a party! You said it was just a small thing with friends!" Louis whines. "I would've gotten more beer and tequila an-,"

"LOUIS! SHUT UP!" Edward yells.

"Sorry," Louis replies.

"It's not a party Emma! For the last fucking time! Get it through your head!" Edward yells at Emma.

"Whatever," She says walking into the next room.

We all go quietly. I think Louis and I are both scared if we say something Edward will yell. Niall, on the other hand, has a grin on his face.

Next thing I know he is on the floor laughing.

I look to Louis and see him snickering. "Why are you and Niall laughing?"

He looks at me and just smiles.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh, it's just that Niall and Emma used to date and he broke it off because she was too clingy and she was a massive bitch to him. So since then, she has decided to attack Edward, I mean cling onto, wait. No. That's mean. She likes him.But he obviously doesn't since he is always going off at her. It just gets funnier and funnier each time." He explains.

"I don't always go off at her," Edward grumbled, crossing his arms, and sinking into his chair.

"Only when she speaks!" Niall says between laughs.

"Okay, maybe I do," Edward replies cracking a smile.

"You know I can hear you guys!" Emma yells from the other room.

"You think we care?" Niall shouts back.

"You're all a bunch of dicks," she says walking to the door. "I'll be back in a few hours when the 'get-together' starts," She says walking out.

"Thank god she is gone!" Niall shouts.

"I think she can still hear you, dude," Edward says.

"Does it look like I give a fuck?!" Niall laughs.

I just can't believe Niall and Emma dated! I know I only just met him but they are such opposites. But I guess opposites attract. Poor Edward, he's stuck with her.

"Baylee? You there?" Louis says waving a hand in front of my face.

"Hmmm, what?" I say shaking my head.

"I asked a question, silly!" He says laughing.

"Oh sorry, what was it?" I ask.

"Are you sleeping over tonight or are you going back home?" He asks.

"Oh! I didn't think of that," I look over to Edward, but he is too busy watching the game with Niall, "I think I'll go home, I kinda have to spend the day at home tomorrow," I say.

I don't like talking about my birthday. They only bring back memories of my mum and I know that I shouldn't cry over them because they are happy, but I just needed that woman figure throughout my teenage years. I'm 18 tomorrow, practically an adult, and I haven't had the motherly figure for almost 6 years. And Dylan explaining periods and giving me 'the' talk isn't the best.

"What time do you need to be back then?" He asks.

Why is he asking so many questions! 

"I don't know...I don't have a curfew so I guess any time?" I reply.

"You drove here right?" I nod, "So no drinking miss," he says winking.

"Darn it! Well, my night is ruined," I say.

"Wait what? You're only 17, you shouldn't be drinking!" Louis says.

"And what, you should!?" I reply.

"I'm 18 so be quiet," He says poking out his tongue like a 5-year-old.

 "And so what? I'm turning 18 tom- I mean soon!" Shit.

Louis looks at me like he caught me, but doesn't say anything.

"When did you start drinking then?" I ask him.

"Ummm...I think I was about 12?" He says.

Woah, that's really young. Idiot.

"Have you even had a drink?" he asks me.

"Yes, I have," I say confidently.

"Oh yeah, how old were you?" he asks.

"I had my first when I was 16 and a few here and there throughout the 2 years," I say.

"That's how old Edward was when he started drinking...wait, how do you guys know each other?" He asks.

"We go to school together," Edward answers dryly. Not letting them know about our past.

"Oh okay, did you guys start drinking together or didn't you talk as much back then?" he asks.

Shit, what do I say? Oh yeah, we dated then and decided to get smashed every night at my holiday house for two weeks straight! Yeah, I'd rather not.

"We probably had it at the same time, but we weren't together." Edward answers. Good cover.

"Shut up, I'm trying to watch this game!" Niall says.

We all mutter a sorry and sit back and watch.

The boys watch the game, whilst I stare at the TV because this game doesn't interest me.

"This may sound weird, but you look really familiar," Louis whispers to me.

"Hm, you must've dreamt about me once," I reply winking.

He laughs, "Yeah maybe.

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