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.


6. Chapter 5- Don't be Fooled

Marcel's POV:

Monday morning had finally come and reality was about to kick my butt, literally. I wasn't looking forward to seeing anyone at school except for McKenna. We were going to be starting our project in calculus which meant we would be spending a lot of time together over the next week or so. That was the only thing that was holding me together. The bruise from the other day had finally disappeared, but that didn't mean that the memory did.

I put on my usual sweater vest and pants. I decided not to wear the suspenders today. I pushed my glasses to the bridge of my nose and looked in the mirror. Well this is as good as its going to get, I told myself. I made my way downstairs and poured a bowl of cereal.

I heard Harry and Edward walking down the stairs talking about some girl.

"So at that party last weekend did you hook up with any girls?" Harry asked Edward.


"Well that hickey would suggest otherwise." Harry said. I looked up to see the dark purple mark on Edwards neck.

"Is it that noticeable?" he asked.

"Mmhmm. I don't think there's anyway to cover that baby up" Harry said. "So who was the lucky girl you deflowered."

"I told you, I didn't have sex with anyone"

"Seriously. That girl must have you whipped then" Harry said.

"No. I just didn't want to take advantage of her when she was drunk"

"Oh look Ed actually has a soul. So what's the girls name?"

"It's not important." Edward said trying to brush it off. But I knew Harry too well, he wasn't going to let it go.

I turned back to my cereal and tried to ignore there conversation until I heard McKenna's name. I perked up at the mention of her name. And then I realized what he was talking about. Edward liked McKenna, that meant that I had no chance with her. No chance at all. I put my head back down and continued to eat my breakfast while listening to the rest of there conversation.

"Seriously. I told you to stay away from her Ed" Harry said angrily.

"I told you, may the best brother win" Ed said. "That means you too Marcel" he said turning to me. I looked at him to see if he was serious. "What's wrong with a little brotherly competition?"

"The fact that she's a person not a piece of meat" I replied.

"I know that. And she's one special girl." Edward said.

I was starting to get pissed off. I mean I never really took interest in girls until this one. She was special. But again I had no chance with her if both Harry and Edward were competing for her.


When I got to school I sat down in my seat with my head down. Today I wasn't going to make myself a fool. If McKenna was hooking up with Edward I wanted nothing to do with her. I just couldn't believe that my only friend would betray me like that. Then again I didn't have any rights to her, but it still hurt. I guess I was just kidding myself to think that a girl like McKenna would actually like me, Marcel, dorky loser Marcel.

"Hi Marcel!" McKenna chirped. I didn't look up and I didn't acknowledge her. "Marcel? Hello?" she said patting my arm then she started shaking it. "Are you mad at me?"

I tried to contain myself. "No"

"Tell me what's wrong then"

I looked up at her, her beautiful face glowing. "Why don't you tell me"

"What are you talking about?" she asked me.

"I know about you and Edward."

"Wait what about me and Edward?"

"Well for starters you gave him a hickey"

"I did what?" she asked completely shocked.

So maybe she didn't actually have feeling for him. Maybe there was still an inch of hope.

"Marcel, listen, last weekend was a stupid stupid mistake. I got wasted because CeCe brought me to a party that your brother was at and possibly mine. I thought the only way to make it though the night was to get drunk so I wouldn't have to remember what happened. But it was stupid and irresponsible. To be honest with you I wish we would have hung out." she said sorrow filling her eyes.

Maybe I had it all wrong, maybe just maybe she did like me. "Really? You would have rather hung out with me then go to a party?" I asked shocked.

"Of course. Maybe this weekend we could do something?" She asked.

Hope filling my eyes. "Yeah that would be fun" I said.

"Okay class settle down" the teacher said. But I couldn't focus, all I could think about was this weekend. Wait Marcel, you can't have a crush on McKenna. You'll scare her away and then she'll stop being your friend, a voice said popping into my head.


McKenna's POV:

"Marcel! Marcel!" I yelled as I saw him walking out the front door. I could tell him apart anywhere, and I liked that. I was beginning to appreciate the way Marcel dressed.

He turned around and saw me putting on a big cheesy smile. "Hi Mac!" he said.

"Ready to go to your house? I could ask my brother to take us."

"Well I sort of like to walk" he said.

"Oh okay that sounds good" I said.

As we were walking I caught Marcel looking up at me every once in a while. His face turned red and he would look back down at the ground trying to pretend it didn't happen.

After about 20 minutes we made it to his house. I had never stepped foot into the Styles house before. As I walked in I noticed the clean cut up-to-date house. We walked in and went up to Marcel's room. His bed was neatly made and there was a large desk in the corner along with a telescope. There weren't many things lying around the room.

"Do you want anything to eat?" Marcel asked pushing his glasses up to the bridge of his nose.

"Sure" I said. He walked out of the room and a few moments later Harry walked in.

"Hey Mac"

"Oh hey Harry." I said as I sat on Marcel's bed.

"So I heard about this weekend"

"Oh great does everyone know?" I asked mortified.

"I don't think so, but I sort of wanted to talk to you about that"

"What about it? It was stupid and a mistake"

"Oh good, I was hopping you would say that." he said.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Well because, I like you Mac. I really do, ever since the first time I laid eyes on you in the diner I sort of had feelings for you" Harry said. I felt Harry's hand make its way to mine and he let it rest there. He smiled showing off his dimples when I didn't pull my hand away. I looked into his sparkling green eyes and couldn't help but get lost in them. Our faces inched closer and just as I was about to close my eyes I heard someone clearing their throat.

We quickly broke apart our faces red and I looked up to see Edward. "Sorry to interrupt" Edward said.

"No you're not" Harry said his face filling with annoyance. "Can we continue this later?"

"Maybe you two can continue after I talk to Mac" Edward said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his room.

"What do you want?" I asked looking around his room. There was a large bed against the wall and a desk in the corner just like in Marcel's room.

"I want to talk"

"About?" I questioned.

"Have you thought about last weekend?"

I looked at his neck and saw what Marcel was talking about. There was a huge purple mark right below his ear. I gulped and thought back to his comment. I want you to remember this and if you want this in the morning then I'll do it with you. I couldn't believe I was actually think about that, what it would be like to lose my virginity, and to someone who was so experience. And that terrified me. He inched closer.

"Remember I said I like my girls stone cold sober" he said as a smirk crossed his face. Maybe I did like Edward. But what about Harry, or Marcel. I didn't move as he inched even closer. Our bodies brushing against each other. His arm wrapped around my waist. "Say something if you want me to stop"

I let him kiss me. This time the kiss was softer, more passionate. We pulled away, lust filling his eyes. His arms staying wrapped around my waist. He began kissing my neck.

"Wait Edward" I said pulling away.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked.

It felt so good. I didn't want him to stop. "I don't want anyone to know." I said kissing him again. This time the kiss was full of lust. His hands sliding down into my pants.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Mac? Harry said you were talking to Edward."

I pushed Edward away. "Remember I don't want anyone to know" I whispered and walked out of his room.

"Did you figure things out?" Marcel asked me.

"Yeah I think so" I said guilt washing over me.

"I wasn't sure what kind of chips you liked" He said pointing to the selection he brought up.

"Barbeque are my favorite." I said as he handed me the bag. "Thanks"


After we finished working on our project Marcel's mum offered to talk me home. I was surprised because I thought she hated me, since I was sort of the reason Edward was sent to the head teachers office.

The car ride was a little awkward, but I think I was starting to warm up to her.

"Thank you for being such good friends with Marcel. He's never really had a good friend before" Marcel's mum said.

"Really?" I asked surprised. "He's a great friend"

"I just wish that more people would see him like you do. Thanks again." she said pulling up into my drive way.

"Thanks for the ride Ms. Cox"

"Please call me Anne" she said. "Have a good evening" she said as I shut the door and she pulled away.

When I got inside my phone started buzzing in my pocket. I pulled it out and it was an unknown number. I answered it.


"Hi it's Harry"

"Oh hey. I didn't know you had my number."

"Yeah I got it from Marcel. So I sort of told you that I had feeling for you, but you never answered and then we got interrupted."

"Yeah, listen Harry... I like you, but I just don't think it will work out between us."

"Why?" he asked sounding hurt.

"It's just I don't really date my brothers friends" I lied. I mean it was true that I didn't but I was still trying to sort out my feeling for all the Styles.

"Well I don't think I'm friends with your brother anymore" he said.

"It doesn't matter Harry. I'm sorry but I've been warned to stay away from you"

"And why is that?" he questioned.

"Harry I know your type. You're that guy. Your a player. You're the guy that every girl is warned about, and every girl believes they're special enough to make him change. I just don't want to get my heart broken"

"McKenna I would never. Just give me one chance to prove it"

"I don't know. I'll have to think about it. Bye Harry" I said hanging up the phone

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