Bad things come in three's

My mum always said that bad things come in three's, and that couldn't have been more true on my first day at Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School. You may think that the bad things were missing the bus, arriving late and then getting a detention, but trust me, what I got was worse. I got stuck with Marcel, Harry and Edward- The Styles triplets. My worst luck


7. The house of the Triplets

"Hello?" Cried Harry as he opened the door to his house. It looked amazing! The walk way was fantastic and the entrance corridor was stunning. 

"Harry? Is that you?"

"Yes mum. I've brought a friend."

"Oh, bring him through! Finally you've found a friend other than your brothers." We walked through to the kitchen to see her preparing something in the slow cooker

"Already making tea mum?" Harry asked, sitting on the counter top and dipping his finger into the contents of the crock pot to taste it.

"Hands off Mr!" She scolded, slapping his hand. I was still standing in the entrance to the kitchen, watching Harry and his mum have a laugh. Nothing like me and my mum.

"Oh, so you're Harry's friend. Sorry love, I thought you would be a guy, Harry being one and all. Come in, take a seat."

"Mum, we're not planning on staying down here long, I was hoping to watch a film with her up in my room."

"I'm being polite Harold!" She scolded "Anyway, love, what's your name?"

"Teagan. I'm new at the school"

"Ahhh, so you're the Teagan the boys were talking about yesterday. Harry wouldn't stop talking about you. Edward also talked about you a lot but not to the extent of Harry."

"Mum..." Harry growled

"Oh, am I embarrassing you?"

"Yes, now me and Teagan are going to my room to watch a film!" Harry said, jumping off the counter and grabbing my hand.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Mrs Styles." I said, leaving the room.

"Call me Anne. It was nice to meet you too Teagan."

Harry's room wasn't like your typical teenage boy's bed room. There wasn't any posters of glamour models, nor were there any games like Call Of Duty scattered on the floor. There wasn't even a pile of dirty laundry in a corner. It was very neat and tidy. His walls were covered in photo's taken with an old polaroid camera. There were photo's of him and Marcel, him and Edward, all three of them, him and his mum and one labelled "Me and Gemma 2012. Miss her so much xxxx"

"Who's Gemma?" I asked, looking at the picture.

"Oh, my sister. She lives with my dad. I do miss her loads though. Last time I saw her I took that photo. She goes to a boarding school in Wales so is hardly ever home when I visit my dad."

"Oh, sorry to hear that..." I said, sitting down on his bed. "So, what film are we going to watch?" 

"We don't really have time for a film. I just said that so my mum would leave us alone. I wouldn't want her knowing I was kissing you up here. She'd go mad thinking we're having sex or something." He sat down beside me.

"But what is this?" I said

"what is what?" Harry asked

"This." I gestured to us

"Well, do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked. I didn't know what to say. All I could think of was kissing him so I did. I put my hands behind his neck and smashed my lips against his. He was shocked to start with but we both melted into the kiss, he was kissing me back and asking me for more. I parted my lips and almost instantly his tongue darted into my mouth, battling mine for dominance. I fiddled with the ends of his hair, causing him to moan against my mouth. He grabbed my leg and he pulled me so I was straddling his lap. His index fingers went through the belt loops of my jeans, pulling me closer to him. I had never done this with a guy before. I had always limited myself to a light bit of snogging, this is something I never thought I would do. Especially not with Harry Styles. It felt like there was no air in the room and Harry was my only source of oxygen. After an insane amount of kissing, me and Harry parted.

"I'm taking that as a yes then" he said as he started leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses and not stopping before he left a large hickey on my neck.

"Now everyone will know you're mine." He said before pulling me down so I was lying on top of him.

"Of course I'm yours, who else would want me?" I asked playfully.

"Oh, I don't know." He said, putting his first two fingers just underneath my jeans "Anyone who owns a pair of eyes!" He was touching the skin at the bottom of back

"Harry, stop!" I sat up, shocking him "I'm just..."

"Shh... it's okay. I was stupid! We only met yesterday. I understand completely." He brought me into a tight hug, cradling me. I wish I could stay like this forever. "Wanna lay down and talk or do you want to spoon or..."

"Spooning sounds nice." I reply. We lay down, his arms around me and his hands on my stomach, his thumbs tracing shaped on my skin. I fell asleep. And god did it feel good!

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