Harry and Marcel, the Styles brothers

new way of living

Taylor's pov

it was a couple of minutes before Harry opened the door and told us it was okay to come out. "Marcel is on his way here, I aant you to pack a bag for each of the three of you. my mum knows you're coming, I will explain everything when I get there." he said while grabbing my suitcase from my closet and putting it on my bed.

"where's Chris and Mikey?" I asked while he sighed and shook his head.

"please, I will explain everything later just pack, please." he said while I agreed. when I had the three bags packed I walked downstairs and saw police in the living room. they gaveme and my brothers sympathetic looks and I was worried.

I walked outside and saw Marcel waiting for us. when we got to him I hugged him and he rubbed my back. his mom must have drove him here since she had a car waiting behind him. we put our bags in the trunk and then got in.

I saw three ambulances outside and I had a bad feeling that I knew what happened. I started to silently cry but I kept my head turned so that Jackson and William wouldn't see.

when we pulled up to Marcel and Harrys home they showed us to the guest room that had two beds and a bathroom. I put the boys to bed before going downstairs to wait for Harry.

Anne went to sleep but Marcel stayed up with me. it was a few hours before Harry walked through the door. he looked at me before he walked over and knelt infront of me. I had been crying ever since I left my house and that moment was no different.

"do you want to know what happened?" Harry asked while he looked into my eyes. I nodded and waited for him to begin.

"your dad went on a rampage and was taken to jail. he's not aloud to come back and see you guys. he pulled a knife out when we tried to get him to stop beating your mum. he stabbed your two brothers and your mum. I managed to get the knife away from him and pin him down until the police came. your mum passed away on the way tothe hospital from all the blood loss and your brothers are being kept for a few days. that's why you're here. you and your little brothers are staying here until they are back home." Harry said and I began crying worse than I had all night.

Harry pulled me into a hug while Marcel patted my back. "its gonna be alright Taylor. we're here for you. what ever you need." Marcel said while I pulled away from Harry. I told them I was going to bed and that they should to. I waited for them to be in their rooms before I grabbed a blanket and went to Marcels tree house. I really just wanted to be alone for a while and that was the only place I could think of. I got comfortable on the blue beanbag chair and slowly fell asleep.

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Harrys pov

I got up early the next morning and went to check on Taylor. I slowly opened the door to make sure she was alright but she wasn't in there. her brothers were still sleeping but she was no where in sight.

I ran to Marcels room to see if maybe he knew where she was. I opened his door to find him reading a book. typical. "where's Taylor?" I asked, causing him to look up.

"she's in bed still, right?" he asked while I shook my head. he jumped out of bed and we began rushing around to find her. we checked everywhere inside the house but we couldn't find her. I was really worried and I just wanted to find her.

Marcels pov

it took me a while but I suddenly got an idea of where she might be. I ran out of my house and to the back yard. I quickly, but carefully, climbed the ladder to my tree house and found Taylor sound asleep.

"Taylor, Taylor wake up." I said while gently shaking her. as adorable as she looked sleeping she shouldn't be sleeping up here. her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me weirdly before realizing why she was here.

"why are you up here so early Marcel?" she asked while looking down at her hands. she was clearly still upset and I really just wanted to help.

"Harry and I were looking for you. you had us worried. we should go find Harry so he calms down." I said while she nodded. we climbed down and went to the living room where we found Harry.

"I found her in my tree house." I said while he looked up. he quickly rose to his feet and rushed over before embracing her in a hug.

"you had me worried. I thought you were gone and something bad happened." he said to her and I just looked down.

this happens every time. he always ends up withthe girl I like and then just dumps her and breaks her heart when he's done with them. not this time though. she isn't just the girl I like this time, she's my best friend. if he hurts her I'll make his life miserable. I just wish she would pick me instead.

I decided to go back up to my room and continue to read my book. I just wanted the knowledge that she was going to pick him instead of me out of my mind if only for a moment.

(A/N: poor Marcel, poor Taylor :( I hope you're enjoying this story. if you are please comment and let me know what you like about it:) and I just want to say, I know Harry doesn't really hurt and treat girls the way I had Marcel say he does. its just for the purpose of the story. :) thanks for reading.)