The Styles Brothers

" Are you ok" I ask him and hand him his glasses. " oh I -I'm. yes I am fine, thank you." he he stuttered. " I'm Malia. Malia Payne. what is your name?" I asked him. "Marcel. Marcel styles." he says smiling. He has blue- green eyes and dimples on both sides. I had to admit he is cute." I'm new here can you show me to the office please." I ask. He nods and starts walking in the direction of the office. When we get there there are two boys with curly hair. One with a lot of tattoos and one with a few. They turn around and they look alike so they must be brothers or maybe twins. " oh hey Harry, Edward. This is Malia, she is new here." Marcel says. You look at him then back to Edward and Harry and they all look alike. Then you realize something. They're triplets!!!!


5. Marcel?

Malia's P.O.V.

It was Edward. I thought he hated me. He would only stare. " Thank you Edward." I said. "You're welcome but call me Ed." He said and smiled. I stood up and looked around. Everyone was out there except for Liam and Niall. " Who's Idea was it to throw me in the pool?" no one said anything. "WELL. WHO'S IDEA WAS IT?" I asked getting angry. Louis and Harry raised their hand. " WHY?"

" I thought it would be funny. we do it to every person who is new to our school. Well the cool people anyways." Harry said. I shook my head and walked back inside. I walked through the front door and back down the street to my house. "Malia. wait." I turned around to see Marcel running over to me. " I am so sorry for what Harry and Louis did. They are really nice but they can be really stupid." He said laughing.  I giggled and we kept walking to my house. I opened the door and we went up to my room. " I am going to change into some dry clothes in my bathroom. make yourself at home." I smiled and grabbed some clothes and went into my bathroom.(

 I walked out and saw Marcel looking at my photos that are on my desk. He was looking at a picture of my foster mom. " That's my mom" I sad scaring Marcel. He turned around and put his hand on his chest. "you scared me." He said breathing heavily. I giggled and apologized. " So this is your mom. Not to be rude you look nothing like her." he said looking at the picture again. I sighed. "That's not my real mom. I'm adopted." I said starting to tear up a bit. " Oh I'm sorry." He said  " Is it ok with your mom for you to stay over." he asked. I completely lost it. I just cried like a baby. " What's wrong. I'm sorry. You don't have to come over." He said panicking a little. " M-my foster mom I-is d-dead." I cried. I felt strong arms wrap around me. Wow didn't expect him to have strong arms. It's like a German shepherd having a Chihuahua's bark. I chuckled a little. "What's so funny?" He asked confused. " You have strong arms. I compared that to a German shepherd having  Chihuahua's bark." I said giggling. He chuckled. I looked at the clock. it read 10:00 p.m. " Marcel can I ask you a question."  he nodded. " Can I give you a makeover." I gave him puppy dog eyes. he looked at me then hesitantly nodded. " Can you fit into Harry's clothes?" I asked planning what I was going to do.

He nodded.  I went into my closet and grabbed my school backpack. I ran into my bathroom and got my curling iron and put it in my backpack. I grabbed Marcel's hand and laced our fingers together. I waked out the door and locked it before we left. I looked  at Marcel and he was looking at our hands. " Have you never held a girls hand before?" I questioned. He shook his head no and blushed. I laughed and we kept walking until we got to his house he opened the door and we raced up to his room. "Wait take me to Harry's room." he nodded and we walked down the hallway to Harry's room. I walked in and went to his closet. I found a pair of jeans and a white v- neck shirt. " ok. lets go."

We walked back down to Marcel's room and closed the door.

* after the makeover*

" Ok. I am done." I said finishing the last curl. I stepped back and looked at Marcel. He looked just like Harry. " Do you want to go show everyone."  I asked raising an eyebrow. He nodded. " wait here and I will call you downstairs."  I walked out of the room. I waked downstairs and into the living room. " Hey guys do you want to see something cool." I asked. they just nodded unsure. "Marcel come here." I yelled up to him. " OK." he yelled back. He walked down the stairs and everyone gasped. " Y-you look just like Harry." a kid with black hair said." Yeah I know. he said astonished. " You should go to school like this." I said smiling. He nodded and walked back upstairs.  followed him back to his room and sat on his bed. " So do you want to watch a movie now?" he asked. I nodded." Do you have the Hunger Games? I love that movie."  I said smiling. He nodded and put it in. " Malia can I ask you something?" Marcel asked looking at me. " Of course." I said smiling. " Remember earlier this afternoon when you were joking around about some guy being hot then you said I was hot. were you serious?" He asked biting his lip. oh god. " Yes. I was completely serious." I said my cheeks heating up a little. I turned back to the movie but I could still feel Marcel's eyes on me. We watched the rest of the movie and it was about two in the morning when it ended. I think the people that were here before me left around midnight. Wait I forgot about Liam. He should be awa- "MALIA GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE NOW!!" I heard Liam yell. I looked over to Marcel and he was sleeping. I got up and went into the dark hallway." Liam where are you." I called out. I light turned on in a room so I went in there. Liam was sitting on the floor and Niall was sitting next to him. " Yes." I innocently smiled. " Did you put sleeping medicine in the Oreo you gave me" He asked looking mad. I nodded slightly. "Why?" he asked. " I  was going to prank you but Harry and Louis threw me in the pool and I almost drowned then Ed saved me." I said he sighed " Can you please stop pranking me." he asked getting up. I nodded and went back to Marcel's room. When I got there Marcel was laying in bed without a shirt on. yay for me. wait is he wearing pants still. I  shook him awake and his eyes fluttered open. " Hi there." I said smiling. he moaned. Well someone isn't a morning person. I got in the bed and his arms wrapped around my waist. " I thought you never had any contact with a girl." I asked him. " I will tell you the truth tomorrow." He said then his soft snores filled my ears. I wonder what he is going to tell me. then I fell asleep in Marcel's arms.


sorry it's so long.

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