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𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙽: one-shot

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LOUIS TOMLINSON

Today is a fresh start. I wake up happy, take a shower, get ready and pull out the best outfit I have. Well, one of them. I have a great style. I'm told that constantly.

Anyway, today I start a new school. I moved alone from California to England. Yes, alone. I'm an orphan, the new foster family is from there and they thought it would be nice for me to change the surrounding. You see, my parents didn't leave me on purpose, they were forcefully taken away from me.

I'm not gonna talk about that. So, finally ready, I take my car keys and leave for school. It's Thursday, I don't know why I can't start on Monday but whatever. I have a feeling it'll be a good day.

When I get to the school property, I can feel every single pair of eyes on me. Lustful gazes and looks of jealousy from boys. I don't know why, I don't have that nice body.

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So far it's fun. I didn't have to take a pop quiz, didn't have much to do and I made a few friends. Their names are Liam, Niall and Zayn. I'm almost sure something is happening between two or all of them.

Right now Liam and I have P.E. Although I can do all exercises and I'm fast, I don't like a single bit the polygon teacher made. Pure nightmare. As we are finishing, I trip over something. Or better, someone's foot.

Looking up, I'm met with the brightest green eyes I've ever seen. For some reason, there are two pairs. Did I hit my head? Because I see two same people. What the hell?

Blinking a few times doesn't change anything. I'm sure I look dumb. Oh my, are they twins? Shit, they surely are. The Styles twins. Wait... It's Styles triplets. Where's the third one?

I heard of them from my new friends. That they act like they own everything and everyone, but strangely haven't been in a relationship and are like bad boys. They are rumours all three are together. I find that weirdly sexy and hot.

"Are you okay?" The one on the right asks me. What... He's talking to me? Aren't they supposed to just leave?

"Um... Y-yea, I am," I answer nervously. Where are the boys when you need them? I secretly look around me when they aren't looking at me. But I'm caught soon because I don't hear footsteps behind me.

"Whatcha lookin' for?" The familiar yet unknown voice ask me. In a flash, I am turned around and pressed against the hard chest. I would be lying if I say I'm not turned on a lot. I can't stop thinking about the Style's triplets, sweating and pounding in me while I'm giving a blow job to one.

I can feel myself becoming hard. Hopefully, the person won't notice, it would be embarrassing. I don't even know them, I just know their names.

"Look at him brothers, someone's hard," the boy holding me says with a chuckle. That just sends more blood to my lower body. Oh my gosh, what am I doing? What does my body doing?

Something hard pressed to my back. How's nobody coming from the locker room? While I'm slightly panicking, I accidentally let a moan slip past my lips when the triple behind me dry hump me a few times.

"Moan for Harry, dear. Let us hear you," is whispered in my ear. And I do that. And I'm not ashamed. The third, shy one, says there is a sound of a door opening so the brothers let me go. Harry slip something in my back pocket, squeezing my bum a little in the process.

★A FEW WEEKS LATER★

It was a paper with a phone number. I almost forgot about it. Luckily, I didn't. I started talking to Harry, sometimes face-timing. Edward and Marcel would join us. We never spoke in school after that day, just over a phone and we had a few 'bro' nights.