The Styles Triplets

After moving to Manchester, so Harry could pursue his dreams of becoming a singer, the Styles, Edward, Harry and Marcel will all fall for the same girl. Who will win the key to her heart? After she picks can they mend the broken pieces to their brotherly bond? This is a story filled with drama, love, forgiveness, and moving forward.

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7. Chapter 6- Honesty is the Best Policy

Harry's POV:

I woke up that morning hopeful that today McKenna would give me the chance I deserved. I knew she was right. I was a player, but McKenna was that girl that I wanted to change for. To be a better guy, she was the one that was worth fighting for. Even if that meant hurting Edward or Marcel. She was too special to lose.

 

Edward's POV:

After a long night of thinking about McKenna I liked the fact that I was making her think about what she really wanted. I knew I was driving her crazy with my bad boy attitude, but I could tell she had a wild side that desperately wanted to come out. And I liked that about her. Her whole 'innocent' demeanor, I got to admit was pretty hot.

 

McKenna's POV:
I woke up the next morning confused. All my thoughts seemed to be scattered. After a long restless nights sleep I felt awful. I looked in the mirror and had big bags under my eyes. I just couldn't seem to figure out my feelings. But I needed to fast. I couldn't keep leading them all on.

Edward-

Pro's: He didn't take advantage of me when he could have. He's incredible sexy and makes me think about who I am as a person. He challenges me, and I like that.

Con's: He's a bad boy. He probably would hurt me and he's slept around a lot.

Harry-

Pro's: He's hot. I get caught up in his sparkling green eyes. There's just a certain attraction I have with him.

Con's: I don't really know him that well. He's a player, he could hurt me as well.

Marcel-

Pro's: He's a good friend. He's innocent and harmless, he could never break my heart. He has the courage to keep going every day even though he's bullied.

Con's: Well I can't really think of one. Other than what my friends would think.... but that didn't matter to me, or did it?

 

Well it seemed like the obvious choice was Marcel. But Harry did want a chance, but everything on his pro's list was just about lust, nothing about personality. But that's why you date someone to get to know them. And then there's Edward. Edward, and that kiss last night.

"MAC! I'm leaving in 10 minutes whether you're ready or not!" Mark yelled pulling me out of my thoughts.

Crap it was running late. Really late. I threw on a pair of sweats and a tee-shirt and quickly ran to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I put my hair in a messy bun and ran down stairs. I ran out the door and hopped in the car just as Mark revved the engine.

 

Marcel's POV:

When we got to school the football team immediately found me. They shoved me against the locker again and threw my books against the wall.

"Go back to where you came from Loser" the leader of the group said.

"Marcel, what kind of name is that anyways?" one of them shouted.

"It's a girls name!" another one said.

 

I was down on the ground when I noticed someone helping me up. I looked up and it was McKenna. The first thing she said to me was, "Who did this to you?"

"The football team. Mostly Mark"

"Mark? Are you sure?" she questioned giving me a funny look.

"Yes I'm positive." I said putting my head back down in shame.

"I'll go talk to him." she said touching my arm with her hand to comfort me.

A sudden bolt of energy rushed through me. My heart started beating faster. No one had ever stuck up for me like that, well except for my brothers. "No" I begged. "It will just make it worse."

"Marcel it's fine. He's my brother he'll listen to me."

"What Mark is your brother?" I asked. I guess I never put two and two together, but how was it possible that McKenna was so nice and her brother was a first class jerk?

McKenna's POV:

"Yeah" I said with a shameful look on my face. I couldn't believe that Mark would do something like this. I guess I never told Marcel cause it never came up. Both Harry and Edward knew but I guess Marcel didn't. And then again I don't think Mark knew that Marcel was related to Harry. There were just to many secrets around this school and I was about to put a stop to it. 

I marched into the boys locker room and walked straight up to Mark. I punched him in the arm first and then said in an angry tone, "Mark we need to talk."

"Wow looks like someone had a bad hookup this weekend." one of the boys said.

"Gross. This is my brother, jerk." I was tried of the secrets. I didn't care if people knew Mark was my brother anymore. "Anyways stop bulling Marcel. All of you. Stop. He's kind and he doesn't deserve it. Okay?" I asked.

They all looked at me shocked.

"Okay looks like everyone understands." I said walking out of the locker room.

I heard a few of the guys whispering as I walked out.

"Man Mark you've got a hot sister"

"Don't talk about her like that" Mark said punching the guy.

Sometimes Mark could be violent, and I didn't like that side of him, but I had to live with it anyways.

 

"Ms. Donovan"

Shit. I slowly turned around knowing what was coming next.

"Would you like to explain why you were in the boys locker room?" Mr. Monroe asked.

"Yeah, I was talking to my brother cause him and his friends were bullying Marcel" I told him trying to act innocent.

"Well that was very kind of you to stick up for your friend but Ms. Donovan you know the rules. Detention for a week." Mr. Monroe said handing me a slip of paper. "Now lets get to class before we're both late"

 

Marcel's POV:

I took my seat in the usual spot and waited for McKenna. I couldn't stop think about her and how she said she was going to stand up to Mark for me. No one had ever done that before, well other than Harry. I also thought about how much fun I had last night even though we were just working on our project. I was truly happy.

The bell rang and Mr. Monroe and McKenna still weren't in class. I looked up and saw McKenna and Mr. Monroe walk in at the same time. I saw McKenna had a pink slip in her hand which meant she had detention. As she walked in I noticed the bags under her eyes and an unusual outfit. I didn't know why I didn't realize it earlier, but it was probably because I was so disoriented after hitting my head against the locker. She was just wearing sweats and a tee-shirt. There was nothing wrong with what she was wearing but it just didn't seem like herself.

"Is everything okay?" I asked as she sat down.

"Not really. I went to talk to Mark and Mr. Monroe caught me walking out of the boys locker room. So I have detention for a week." she said showing me the paper.

"I'm sorry its my fault" I said putting my head down in shame.

"No it's not your fault" she said.

"Ms. Donovan and Mr. Styles would you like detention?" We both shook our heads. "Then keep quite." He said turning back to the board.

 

At lunch I sat inside at my usual table in the Cafeteria by myself. All the cool kids claimed the seats outside.

"Hey is this seat taken?" I heard McKenna's voice. I looked up to see her and shook my head. She sat down beside me.

I could tell something was bothering her. "Mac what's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm not sure how to say it." she said taking a long time to continue.

"Just tell me. We're friends right?" I asked as more of a reference point for myself then anything else.

She gulped. "I have to be honest with you. You're a great friend Marcel, and I don't want to do anything that would hurt you, but there's something you need to know. I think I might have feeling for Harry and Edward...."

There was a ping in my chest, like something was breaking, maybe it was my heart. I wanted to cry, but I had to hold myself together. A tear threatening to spill out. I couldn't take it I stood up and ran off. I didn't know where I was going but I didn't want her to see me start to cry.

"Marcel wait!" I heard McKenna start to call after me.

I didn't want to talk to her. Everything was ruined, and it was because of me, dorky nerdy loser Marcel. The guy no girl wants to date. Edward was right girls don't date guys who wear sweater vests.

I sat down at a bench in the courtyard and pulled out my notebook. I began to write letting my feeling explode onto the page.

"Marcel you didn't let me finish." I heard McKenna say. I quickly closed my notebook and turned my head away from her. "What's that?" she asked. I didn't want to answer her. "Marcel, please talk to me"

"There's nothing to talk about. I'm stupid and I shouldn't have thought more into it."

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"For a moment I was stupid enough to think that you could actually like me. But I was wrong."

"Marcel. You're not stupid, I do like you."

"Then why are you telling me that you like Edward and Harry. It doesn't make sense. What do they have that I don't have?"



McKenna's POV:

Honestly I didn't know how to answer that. Maybe it was all in my head, the feeling I created for Harry and Edward. Maybe they weren't actually real. Maybe what I was feeling for Harry and Edward was actually for Marcel but I was to afraid to admit it. Maybe I was trying to cover it up by creating feeling for his brothers. I don't know if any of that was true at all but I honestly didn't know how to answer him.

"That's what I thought. Edwards cool and mysterious and Harry's hot and I'm not. You finally realized that hanging out with a nerd was hurting your rep, so want someone else." Marcel said.

"No that's not true. Marcel I honestly don't know why I have feeling for Harry or Edward. You never let me finish. I wanted to say that I liked all three of you and I'm trying to sort it out. I wanted to be honest with you first cause you mean the most to me."

"Well if I meant that much you wouldn't be putting me through this. So you know what just take all the time you need and leave me alone while you're at."

"Marcel, no I still want to be you're friend"

"That's just it McKenna. I can't just be your friend. Let's just face it, I know I'm not hot like Harry. I'm just a stupid nerd that had a crush on an amazing girl, and I knew it was too good to be true."

"Marcel. That's not true at all. You're an amazing person, and your not a nerd. That's just the thing people call you because they don't understand you. But I do. I understand and I accept it."

"No you don't, you don't even know me. You don't know the half of it. You just think you do because you broke through my first wall, but there's plenty more. And I was just about to let my defense's down with you, but I knew that  if I did I would get hurt. So please just take your time and leave me alone."

She stood up and I thought she was about to leave. "You know some day you're going to find a great girl that's right for you. Because you are truly amazing. But me, I'm not that girl, you know that. I'm selfish and a jerk and I hurt you. And I'm sorry for that. But you know as well as I know, that there's another girl out there that's waiting for you and only you" She said and then walked away.



Marcel's POV:
I suddenly felt empty inside. I watched as McKenna walked away. I guess the fact that McKenna was honest with me was relieving. I no longer had to try to read into the signs of whether she liked me or not. And after having that conversation, I had a new revelation. McKenna had said she liked me, and that meant I'm not out of the competition. After all what's a little brotherly competition right?

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