Styles Brothers

Three well known triplets throughout Cheshire have their eye on one girl from America, named Angel. There is Harry , the musical, funny , out going,all around good guy, with a hint of bad boy. Harry has shared his share of one night stands but not nearly as many as his brother, Edward. Edward is better known as 'The Styles Demon'. Edward is a massive player, a huge egoistic freak , mysterious , flirty prick. The kind of guy fathers would never want their daughter to meet. Then there is Marcel, little Marcel is the nerdyest of them all. As nerdy as they come actually. Always reading and studying and never in trouble , the kind of boy you see get bullied everyday. The goody goody. Everyone sees angel as ...well an Angel , who she really is only few know . So what happens when her secret moves to Chesire and she has to move with it? Then she meets the Styles brothers. What then?

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5. Shit got real

 

Recap: Niall put the moves on Angel in front of Marcel to get him to leave. So he could tell Angel something and did I forget to mention that Niall enrolled in school ...yeah. So after he put the moves on Angel she got hella pissed and snapped and told him they were seriously no longer friends.  The last thing that was said was,"It can put Marcel in danger". 

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Angel p.o.v

My body froze. What ?

I whipped around "What is it ? Who is it ?" I asked striding towards him. I grabbed him by his collar and pulled him close to my face. "I swear to fucking god I will kill him" I growled and watched as his bright blue eyes filled with fear as his eyes widened. 

"A-Angel , y-your eyes a-are b-black " he stammered trying to back away. My eyes are black? I released his collar feeling the cloth slip from my grasp.  He hunched over and began gasping for air. 

"Give me an answer Niall, and that's an order" I barked clenching my fist. Is trent here already?

"Edward, Marcel's brother , has a gang" he huffed straightening his back taking deep breaths. 

"Really Niall, you got me worked up over that" I whisper shouted at him. He rolled his eyes and glided his tongue across his lips.  

"No Angel, His gang is an ally of Trent's " he added. Oh so that is a reason to get me worked up. 

"I want names of everyone in that gang,family names and friends names. I can keep him from knowing who I am if you don't pull another stunt like that. I don't need him thinking I am into dangerous guys. I have this under control, they believe I am innocent so let them believe that don't fuck this up"I scowled at him. He nodded quickly. I turned on my heels and went in search for Marcel. 

I jogged through the halls with my books pressed to my chest and my head tilted down a bit. I was dodging people left in right until I heard a familiar cry for help. Except this time it made my heart cringe. I picked up my pace into a full blown sprint.  A rather large crowd caught my eye. I pushed through the mindless teens as I was swallowed into the crowd. 

Another cry for help. It only motivated me to push harder. I started knocking people down to get to the center. I reached the center and saw a horrifying sight, a sight I would only wish upon my worst enemy. 

Marcel was laying motionless on the ground,bleeding out. Over him stood people I would have permanent hatred for, Edward Styes, a guy with a black quiff, a deep brunette and a dirty blonde. Hurt ,Kill,Protect. The only words in my mind. Edward raised his foot. 

"Leave him alone you dick" I shouted at him taking center of the entertainment. He put his foot down and smirked. 

"Angel, Babe where have you been? I was waiting for you." He strode  towards me and all was silent. 

"One, my name isn't babe. Two, I turned you down last night I will do it again. Actually I am doing it again." I snapped walking around him. The dark haired guy had Marcel by his collar holding his neck and chest up, hanging his head backwards, the guys fist collided with Marcel's face and I heard a crack. I felt my muscles tense, and fist ball. I'm going to kill him. 

"Goddammit if I say move one more fucking time someone's getting a broken neck" I heard a familiar voice shout then loads of shuffling. The dark haired guy dropped Marcel's limp body making it echo through the hall. I went to lunge at him ready to rip his fucking balls off, unfortunately before I could a pair of hands grabbed my waist. 

"Let me go, the fucker deserves what he is about to get " I growled and my vision went red once more. 

"Angel,let me handle this " Niall. He caught me. I shook my head fiercely. 

"No, I want to handle this." I struggled,but he only held me tighter. 

"If they see what you are about to do everything will be ruined and Marcel will be in more danger than he already is. Judging by your movement, I know you can only see red and everyone sees your black eyes. Come on as a member I know what is about to happen and I will do it. I already look the part of someone deadly, I will just show them who I am . Okay" He whispered in my ear. As soon as he said I could put Marcel in danger my body cooled and vision cleared. I nodded understandingly,I can't let Marcel get hurt anymore than he is. 

His presence left from behind me and he swiftly made his way to the guy. 

"Zayn , leave him alone or face the consequences " Niall spoke calmly. What the hell where is the blood?

The guys who I guess is Zayn smirked and kicked Marcel forcefully sending his body backwards.

"Niall" I warned in a growling sort of way. He nodded towards Marcel and I went to him. 

I kneeled next to him and checked his pulse, thank heaven it is still beating. I put my hand on his bruised and batter face. His lip was busted and eye was throbbing. The back of his head was bleeding. I lifted his shirt a little to see his bruised six pack. I heard loads of gasps and my head snapped to Niall and saw him taking on Edward and Zayn at the same time. Shocker...not. I turned back to Marcel and started to check him again. 

" Oh my god , does Macel really have that six pack " was just one version of several I heard the teenage girls gossiping and oh la la-ing over him. Sluts. I pulled his shirt back down and gently placed my hand on his cheek. 

"Why do you let them do this to you Marcel?" I whispered stroking his cheek. 

"Someone get the fucking nurse" I shouted turning to the crowd. Several people scrambled to the nurses office. 

I shook Marcel's shoulder.

"Marcel, Hun, I need you to get up." He still lay motionless. I pecked his forehead softly before shaking his shoulders again. "Marcel , get up " I shook his shoulder a bit rougher. Nothing. Dammit where is that fucking nurse. 

"Someone help me with him" I yelled over the fighting and cheering. A guy pushed through the crowd and picked Marcel up with ease. "Come on he is losing blood quickly" I informed him, pushing thought the crowd that was currently hypnotized by Niall's fight. I had to start knocking kids down again so I was stepping over them.

 We had rushed to the nurses office to see the few kids that ran here trying to convince the bitch to get off of her lazy ass. 

"Look kids I am on my break so- What happened to him?" she stopped in mid sentence gesturing to Marcel. 

"Don't fucking bother, you are on your break remember " The guy snapped at the blonde petite bitch. I think I like this guy. The woman mumbled something and stormed out with the former bystanders behind her. I watched as he placed Marcel on the nurse bed thingy. I stuck my hand out to him.

"Hi, my name is Angel , thank you for helping me. " 

He turned to me and gave me smile showing all of his teeth. His hand took grasp of mine as he shook it. 

"Nice to meet you Angel and I have to say the name suits you " he complimented. I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "Elliot,my name is Elliot" he smiled with his bright hazel eyes staring into mine. I quickly retracted my hand really not liking the intense feeling. 

"Thank you, Elliot could you help me bandage him up? " I asked a little hope in my voice. I hurt people not help hurt people so this is a little new to me. 

"Happy to," he smiled a dazzling smile. Elliot turned to the already unlocked cabinet and started rummaging through the aid items. "So is he your boyfriend? Or is it the guy that was beating Edward and Zayn to pulp?" He interrogated. I couldn't help but laugh a little. He said it like it was the funniest thing ever. 

"Neither, they are just friends " the words friends instantly made me realize how much danger I just put Marcel in. I couldn't help but smile just thinking about Marcel, why? I don't know. Where if the fridge. Marcy is going to need some - Did I just call him Marcy? What the fuck A? What the actual fuck? Any who he needs some ice. I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose and headed to the mini fridge to find a ice pack, the fridge being located next to the cabinet Elliot is searching in. I swung the mini door open and grabbed the cold blue package. I spun around to see a chest. 

What the fuck? My eyes traveled up the well built torso to see a smiling Elliot. 

"So what I am hearing is that your single." He beamed wiggling his eyebrows playfully.  I laughed and went around him. 

"You didn't catch the fact that I am american" I teased grabbing some brown napkins , wrapping it around the ice pack. I placed it on the table beside Marcel. 

"That too , so are you single?" He chuckled grabbing some bandages and some wrapping bandages, alcohol swabs , some white cream , disinfectant, and q-tips, before closing it and bringing it to me. 

"Yes,Elliot I am single" I sighed putting my hand on Marcel's bruised cheek. "Should I wake him? " I asked turning to Elliot who's face had fallen into a sad smile. He nodded. 

"Yeah, he could slip into a coma" He suggested shaking Marcel's leg. I patted his cheek gently. 

"Marcel, hun, wake up. " I pleaded him. His eyes slowly fluttered open. 

"A-Angel?" He asked putting one of his hands on his head. 

"Marcel, I swear Niall is not my boyfriend just a friend. " I ranted. "How did this even happen to you? Has it happened before ? What happened ? Who the hell is Zayn? Why did they do this ? Marcel , answers would be nice. " I snapped at him , he chuckled and slowly started sitting up, wincing a bit. 

"A little bit of time to answer would also be nice." He laughed. Oh yeah, forgot he needed that.

"Sorry Marcel , it's just you could have literally died put there -" 

"I know Angel, and to answer your questions... I can't remember , yes just never as bad I have never blacked out during it before, they kept saying 'back off ' repeatedly. Zayn is Harry and Edward's better mates, and lastly they have just always hated me. " He looked a bit disturbed. I probably would be to, I mean they were basically born at he same time. 

I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around him. He stiffened but slowly responded tot the gesture. "Marcel, don't scare me like that hun." I mumbled. I pulled away and started to bandage him. 

"Marcel this is Elliot , he has been a major help with all of this aiding thing. Elliot meet Marcel" I introduced them gesturing to both of them. They did there hello thing and I grabbed the white wrapping thingy and the white cream. 

"Elliot what is this ?" I asked, of course I already know but it would be a bit strange if I knew what it was without a label or him telling me. It is some muscle healer , kind of like icy hot back in America. 

"Umm I think you americans call it ICY HOT? " He raised a eyebrow questioning his theory. 

I nodded. 

Shit Niall. 

"Umm guys I will he right back , I need to find someone" I rushed out the door. I ran back to the still very large crowd pushing through once again. Niall was on full blown kill mode. He was swinging so fast I wasn't sure he was human for a moment. His face was red and his eyes were a complete different shade of blue. Like royal blue. 

"Niall " I called him he was still swinging  left and right and ended up taking on five guys at once. So proud of my potato. 

I was going to break it up, but before I could I saw a body drop to the ground and it wasn't Niall's. The audience went straight hush. Edward. 

The four guys that sided with Edward had stopped and looked him. It was clear Niall was still pissed his fist were clenched and that's when it hit me. 

He wasn't angry at him , it was something else. The rarely lets his emotions take over in a battle between some high schoolers. 

"Niall" I called him again and his head snapped towards me. I broke through the few people in front of me and wrapped my arms around him. He was breathing hard , his chest rising and falling rapidly. His well built arms wrapped around me tightly. He was angry , he was hot (not in looks in temper). I felt his chin on the top of my head. Yep , everyone is going to think I am dating Niall. I will just cross that bridge when I come to it. 

I felt him relax and his breathing slowed to a steady pace. His grip on me remained tight as his fist slowly became into a un-balled fist. I buried my head further into his chest as it rumbled when he spoke. 

"Where is Marcel?" He asked breaking the silence that covered the school. 

"The nurses office with a head injury and multiple bruises and cuts"I closed my eyes and held him tighter. I am going to figure out what had him so hot, what don't I know. We had about a hundred pair of eyes on us but oh fucking well. My glasses pressed harshly against my face but I don't mind. 

"Come on , I don't really like the audience." He chuckled slowly pulling away I nodded and pulled away too. 

I spun around and saw everyone's jaw on the ground. I saw girls giving me a death glare. He grabbed my hand and lead me away from the crowd and opposite of the nurse's office. 

"Niall that's the wrong way." I pointed to the right direction. "The office is that way" I stated the obvious. He ignored me and continued to drag me down the empty hall way and into an abandoned class room. He kept the lights off and spun me around to face him. 

"Wifey please don't hate me. It has been less than thirty minutes and I already feel like jumping off a bridge. I know you said not to call you wifey or consider you as more than a leader but I can't you are my best friend , my wifey. You are all I've got. The lads don't understand me like you. I can't lose you . I swear I am on your side not Logan's. I know you hate me saying it ,but I love you Angel. " He rushed. It was a clear as glass how sincere he was. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for one of his famous Horan hugs. He bent his back to place his face in the crook of my neck. "Wifey,please don't hate me ." He pleaded sending shivers down my spine. 

I responded to his hug and his confession. "Niall, I don't hate you, I just blew the whole thing out of proportion . You are my little potato. I could never hate you , I was just a bit frustrated is all. You of all people should know that I love you ... A lot. You are like the brother I have never had. My best friend. But above all my potato." I admitted closing my eyes hugging him a bit tighter. I pulled back a little and his head came from my neck. The few tears that he shed were glistening in the light that shined from the hallway. I wiped his tears away and started felling some of my own coming along. He sniffled and smiled and I did the same. His thumb swiped across my cheek, wiling a tear I didn't realize was shed. He shed another tear and so did I. My arm raised and smacked his shoulder playfully. 

"Stop crying your making me cry, and I almost never do that. " I sniffled once again and so did he. 

"I'm sorry , it's just the thought of losing you hurts more than any weapon. " He looked down. I kissed his forehead. 

"You have no idea how hard it was for me to say that" I smiled. I grabbed his hand. "Come on lets go check on Marcel " I suggested. 

He looked up and nodded walking with me. 

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 Authors note 

Ta-Da 

So Zayn is in the story!! Marcel got dropped , Niall and Angel made up...again. And now there is Elliot!! Forgot to Ask on the last chapter , who is E&L? Clearly Angel lied when she said her and Niall were seriously no longer friends. What is up with her?

Question of the day: Have you ever fought with your best friend ? If so how long before you made up...if you made up. 

Going to make this quick: ZAYN AND PERRIE ARE ENGAGED !!!!!!  

Mr&Mrs Malik , Perrie Malik !!! Oh shit I think I  more excited for them than they are haha. Anyway major congrats on that. Team Zerrie for life! 
All I have to do is become insanely famous , become friends with the boys and their girlfriends then boom !!! Instant invite!.... Probably not gonna happen. Now to you tricks who fucked with Greg's wedding , If it happens to the future Mr. And Mrs. Malik's wedding shit is gonna get real. I will find you ... And I will kill you.   

Thanks for reading Like and favorite if you enjoyed. 

Love you guys,
                               Trintii

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