SCREEN | Harry Styles ((DISCONTINUED))

17. Flavour Grief

I'm obsessed with The Sims 3.
While I still don't have The Sims 4; I'm sticking with The Sims 3 for now.

Here's chapter: What flavour blood does Edward have and Aislin's promise with Jedd?

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Unknown - Jacob Banks

"Who am I? I am Jedd Ronalds. I have heard that you were interested in my special experiment; hence why you've meddled with my precious headquarters the other day and took one of my lovely entertainer. So I took your brother - it's a win for both of us."

"I don't care what you're up to. But leave Marcel alone, he has nothing to do with this-"

"-Let's make a deal, Styles. Return back Miss Gauthier and give up on the mission you are attempting now, then you can have your darling brother back."

Edward looked over at Aislin who stared up at him, concern evident on her face. His eyes then wandered over to Liam who was no different. He looked away, "what's so important with her?"

He hears a dark chuckle emit from the other line, "let's just say that Miss Gauthier owes me - so she has no choice but to come back someday. Please do remind her that she hasn't gotten that much time left. It is a pleasure to finally hear you, til we officially meet; see you soon Styles."

With that the other line hangs up to which Edward slowly put the phone away from his ear. "Ed, who was that and where's Marcel?" Liam spoke, slowly placing a hand on Edward's shoulder. "Edward?"

Edward looks up at Aislin, giving her a small glare before walking off down the street. Liam watched his friend walk away and began following after him. "Oi, Ed! Where are you off to?" He calls out but hears a whimper behind him and turned around to see that Aislin had fallen to the ground. He sighs and goes back to help her by carrying her.

"What's happened to you?" He asks before following behind Edward's tracks. Aislin looked down, a wave of embarrassment rushing over her. "I tripped down the stairs." She softly whispered. "Why has he gotten mad again?" Aislin asked, looking over at the back of Edward.

"I don't know - he's just having his man periods."

The long curly locks of the man bounced, droplets of sweat dripping from each strand. His clothes covered in ashes and dirt. But she wanted to see the face that she saw previously. The face that made her heart speed up and skip a beat. She didn't want to see his back faced at her and walking away - she officially hates his back.

Edward stopped along at the corner of the street before calling for a taxi.

"Liam notify everyone to go to Sin City."

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Edward got out of the taxi and stomped inside the building. Liam sighed as he paid the driver before getting out and helping Aislin out as well. Supporting her as they walked into the building. Edward looked around at the place that was surprisingly half-filled up with customers.

His thoughts wandered over to the thought of Marcel; he knew he could count on his brother to raise the statistics. He then pondered on how that Marcel is in the hands of a rival. He goes to one of the bouncer; who immediately greeted him upon his sight; he takes the pistol from the belt to which he aim up to the ceiling and pull the trigger, grabbing everyone's attention in the club.

"Everyone out now!" He screams and in seconds just like a bunch of mice running away from a ferocious feline, out the door they ran. Edward moved out of the chaos and walked upstairs to the VIP lounge, the manager standing there in fear. "M-M-Mr. Styles, what a surprise visit." He fumbled with his words.