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?


12. Spice

Styles Brothers

----Day After Last Chapter [(3/5 periods in school completed) (passing period )]----

Angel p.o.v

Enraged , I threw the guy off of Marcel and gave her a good right hook to the jaw , making him stumble back and fall.

No one touches what's mine. Fuck undercover. The bitch wants to catch a round let her (translation: we can fight).

Since I am at school I was in my Nerd outfit. I ripped the fucking sweater off , revealing a fitted black v-neck , oh and all my tats on my arms and neck, and the little Angels symbol behind my ear.

Literally , everyone gasped at once.

"T-The A-Alpha o-of the Dark A-Angels." I never stopped to look at anyone's reaction, I just rammed my fist into the Jock's face over and over again, until he blacked out , which was only 3 hits in.

"As of now anyone , and I mean anyone who touches what's Mine, will have to deal with me. This asshole is a minor example , the consequences will be worse. You all have been told once and I won't repeat myself. Oh and the fucking note in my goddamn locker doesn't scare me. I know who you are and you know who you are. Touch him and you will be eliminated from this problem. Do I make my goddamn self clear?" I shouted at the entire school considering the fact we were in the courtyard. I saw everyone nod.

" Good, now fuck off." I ended my speech. I turned to MY Marcel and spoke.

"As of now you are officially mine , and to say I am possessive would be an understatement. No one touches what's Mine , and no one denies me what is mine. Marcel Styles you are officially under the protections of all 224 parts of the Dark Angels gang." I whispered in his ear , wrapping his arms around my waist.

Marcel looked as if he was still taking all the information in as my black Ducati pulled up , driven by Louis.

"C'mon " I pulled him by his hand to the car as Louis emerged , getting into the BMW. "Get in, Marcel" I ordered him , but he shook his head no.

"I am not about to ride with some gang member. " He protested weakly. What did I just say about that ?

I took a deep breath in . " Marcel, Baby , get in the fucking car before I lose it. " I spoke through my clenched teeth. I didn't wait for him to obey, I just slipped into the car, and judging by the slamming door sound he did too. I drove all the way to a private base. For my top 10 only ,when I took the key from the ignition and threw them into my cup holder, locking the doors. Since I never put in a seatbelt it helped my minor transition. I got out of my seat and straddled Marcel's lap.

I leaned in and lightly kissed his ear. "I don't like it when you ignore me ,Baby. If you ignore , I can't do this." He shivered a little before catching himself.

"D-Do what?" His strained voice asked. I smirked a little before rubbing my lower half onto his. A throaty moan left his lips as I lowered my head to his sweet spot. I licked everywhere around the spot before touching it. I felt his hips buck and hit mine roughly. I slowly removed his glasses and put them in the cup holder, but when I looked at him again I had to hold in a moan. Damn , it was as if all his features magnified, and the struggled look on his face would send any girl over the edge.

I rolled my hips slowly , but roughly onto his, and Marcel Jr. decided to make an appearance. I just rocked my hips on the mountain in his pants over and over.

"Don't ever let me not touch what's mine. " I growled slipping off his lap but slipping my hand into his boxers. I rolled my thumb over the tip , just to hear his moan. I heard him cry out in pleasure before throwing his head back. I withdrew my hand from his boxers and just laid my hand on top on the growing bulge. So basically I drove all the way home with one hand , just to prove a point. Stupid? I think not.

When I cut the car off in the driveway I moved back onto his lap.

"Do I turn you on Marcel ?" I asked while sitting on his lap. His emerald eyes darkened with lust. He nodded slowly. I rolled my hips on him again. "I need words Marcel ." I teased rolling my hips again.

"Yes, yes you do, Angel. " His strained voice answered.

"Have you you ever felt this way before , Marcel?" I seductively whispered in his ear.

"No." He answered shortly before moaning again. I rolled my hips on him harder and slower. I couldn't suppress the raging urge to moan as Marcel grabbed either sides of my hips and pressed me down harder on him , so he could take control. Marcel rubbed the mountain in his pants on me as hard as he could.

"Fuck, I am glad you wore a skirt with no shorts. " Marcel moaned. I am too. I could clearly feel him throbbing through his thin khakis. I knew my...ummm.. Yeah was seeping through my undergarments and onto his Kakis but I didn't care.

"Harder." I hoarsely whispered in his ear. Marcel took the words of advice and pushed me down so hard I could almost feel him inside me.

"Marcel..." I moaned throwing my head back. A knock on the window startled us and my lover stopped. Damn it. I saw a smirking Niall.

"Take that in the house ." He teased smirking. How did he see us my windows are completely tinted..... Oh he heard me...With that left on my mind Niall stalked off.

Well mood ruined.

I made a motion to get out , but Marcel stopped me.

"Why did you choose me?" His voice was filled with wonder , but it was strained.

"You have always been mine. "


Don't shoot I'm sorry!!!!

Triniti let me post again!!!!

From: Da C Master

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