The Styles Twins.

5.

5.

Harrys POV.

I saw her take another sip of her drink. Her hair was a mess, but she didn't seem to care, she was too drunk to notice how many people were watching her make an idiot out of herself. She said something stupid and all the boys around her laughed. I recognised a few of them. Niall, he was a player but he had a heart deep down. Louis, he was an ass. I hated his guts because he used to bully me when I was around 12. I punched him and after that he left me alone. Zayn, he was dangerous. Even I knew that. Everyone knew that. He didn't really speak much but when he did it was usually along the lines of: 'Any last words?' He was a killer. I had done business with him in the past when I used to be in a gang with Eddy, but then we both left, of course buying our way out, but I haven't spoken to Zayn since. He was known for treating girls with respect though. He had never played a girl, ever. He didn't use women either, he had a lot of respect for them. I understood why, they're delicate and must be treated with care, but Zayn, he took it to a whole new level. He was very protective. If he marked you, you had no choice but to be his. He didn't let you decide, he decided for you.

I saw Louis look her up and down. Anger instantly ran through my veins as I watched all of them, except Zayn, taking advatage of the poor girl in her drunk state.

'I'm going to pass out.' Becca said, the boys laughed and walked off, Zayn stayed with her until he said something in her ear and walked away. He walked past me and gave a nod, I did the same back. I never saw girls do that, I guess its just a guy thing then.

I looked back at Becca and saw that she was sprawled on the floor, unconcious. I ran over to her, her eyes were slightly open and she was breathing fine. I picked her up bridal style and took her back to my house. Probably ending up with me getting a mouthful from my twin, and her boyfriend, Edward. "Great." I thought sarcasticly.

I layed Becca on the back seats of my car. She stired slightly as i put her down but went straight back to being still and quiet, she looked cold. She was wearing a dress but had no shoes on. I found an old hoodie in the boot of my car and slipped it over her head and instantly she looked warmer.

"She looks good in my clothes."

"Yeah well you can't have her."

"I know. But i need her, I must protect her, and show her that I can change for her, treat her like a princess-"

"But she has Eddy." I had an discussion in my head as I stood there leaning against my car watching Becca sleep. Anger ran through my mind when I thought of Eddy, fuck him and his charms with girls.

I got in the drivers side and drove toward my house. I wasn't sure if Eddy would be home but even if he was, I was taking care of Becca. Me and me only. Not, him, I didn't want his hands on her, he didn't deserve her, not saying that I do, but she could do so much better than him.

I thought for a while, I'm jealous. I'm actually jealous of Eddy because he has Becca. The girl I wanted, the girl who brightened up my day with her smile, the girl I needed.

Eddy would just use her and abuse her. Cheat on her and break her heart. I saw him bring home a red head girl yesterday at about 2am, so I know for a fact he's already played her. She so stupid for dating him, but we all learn from our mistakes.

I know that for sure.

As I parked my car next to my mums, I saw Eddys on the other side of our drive. I sighed, and got out of the car. I picked Becca up bridal style, she was as light as a feather. She snuggled into my chest and mumbled something that I couldn't hear. I chuckled, so she sleep talks.