The Styles Triplets

Chapter 7

After school Marcel and I walked outside together, earning some looks from others.
I don't get it.
Why are people so shocked I'm hanging out with him and Edward?

"You know, today wasn't all that bad." Marcel said when we got to his car, "Thanks for making me come today."

"Hey it's what I do." I laughed, "Forcing you to do things since 1998."

Marcel chuckled, "That's for sure."

"Man I was a bitch back then, wasn't I?"

"Was?" he laughed.
I hit Marcel on the arm.
"Ow! I was kidding!"

Soon we arrived at his house; Anne was already home and I couldn't wait to see her again.
"Mum, I'm home!" Marcel called, "Alex is here!"

Anne came strolling into the living room with a smile plastered on her face, "Alexandra?"

"Mrs. Anne! Yes it's me." I smiled and gave her a hug.

"Wow," she gasped pulling back to look at me, "You're so grown up! And very pretty..." she said and looked at Marcel.

"Thank you! You look really great too. It's been a while."

"It has! Where are the boys?" she asked Marcel.

"Harry has practice and Edward has detention." he replied.

"Detention? Again?" Anne sighed, "I can't ever control that boy. What happened this time?"

"He refused to participate in P.E." Marcel answered.

Anne scoffed, "That's why? That's a stupid reason for detention."

"Well, there's more."

Anne shook her head, "Of course there is."

"After he refused, Coach Carr called him lazy, then Edward called him a fat lard and said 'look who's talking! When's the baby due, coach?'" Marcel explained.

I tried to contain my laughter!
Fat lard?! When's the baby due?!

"I don't blame him, Coach is a jerk." I commented, holding in my laughter.

"I'll have a talk with him when he gets home." Anne said, "What time does he get out of detention?"

"In about an hour." Marcel answered, "He told me to tell you that if we needed to start dinner without him we could."

Anne shrugged, "We might just have to."

She turned her attention back to me, "So what have you been up to? How's your mother?"

"She's doing okay, she's still married to Dave. And I guess everything at the office is alright, she doesn't talk about her work much." I replied, "I've been taking photography classes actually. I really like them."

"Photography! How wonderful! I remember when you were little, you used to love stealing your mum's phone and camera and snapping pictures." Anne laughed at the memory, "You should come over again sometime, but next time your parents should come. I'd like to speak with them again."

"Yeah that'd be great! Hell, you guys could even come to ours! I've been spending a lot of time here, so it's only fair if you spend some time at my place." I suggested.

"Yes, we'll have to plan with them some time." Anne smiled.

"Definitely!" I exclaimed.

"Why don't you guys go upstairs for a while while I get cooking." Anne suggested to us.

"Okay, mum." Marcel replied and lead me upstairs with him.

His room was just like I remembered! It was very big and open. The atmosphere was actually quite relaxing.
I wish my room was like this.
"Oh hey!" I gasped as I saw an old picture of us.

We were all at the playground and were just having a blast! Harry and I were hugging each other and were posing for the camera. My hair was really curly back then and was almost a black color. Now it's more of a light brown with a tent of red. I still had my same green eyes and I still looked exactly like myself except more grown up.
Marcel was in front of Harry and I, laying down on his side being a complete dork! And Edward was behind us doing bunny ears.
"Wow, that was...a long time ago. How old were we here?"

Marcel picked up the picture fame and looked closely at the date on the right bottom corner, "The date is 2001."

Shaking my head I replied, "7 years old. Wow. That was 11 years ago."

"Time flies."

"Yeah, it does. You know, I still remember when we first met." I told him.

"I do too." he laughed, "You were sitting alone in Mrs. Patek's class in the corner because you didn't have a partner for the game we were playing. I didn't have a partner either, so I sat down right next to you."

I listened closely to what Marce was saying feeling myself smile. He remembered every detail.

"You had a pink bow in your hair, you know? You used to love bows, you wore one everyday. I was the only one in your class. Edward and Harry were in a different one, but after we were partners we played together at recess. All of us. And that's how we became friends. After that, we just hung out all the time...we were inseparable. "
Marcel looked deep into my eyes, "Everything's so different now."

"It's not that different. I mean sure Harry's a dick now, but I'm still here aren't I?" I smiled.

"Yeah, you are." Marcel said in a soft voice.

God I could just kiss him right now.
Woah! Did I just say I wanted to kiss Marcel?! Oh dear...
Marcel moved in closer to me, placing a hand on my lower back bringing me into him.
Oh god oh god oh god.

My heart was beating a million miles a minute, my palms started to sweat, and my stomach started to churn.
Our faces were inches apart now and my breathing was increasing by the second.

My thoughts were out of control!
What's going on?
God just kiss me already!
Did I really just say that?
Do I want this?
Yes!
No?
Yes!
He's your best friend!
Who cares?!
You do!
I just want to run my fingers through his luscious curls and-
What am I saying?!
What am I thinking?
You're not!
Fucking kiss me already!

Our lips brushed against each other, making my heart skip a beat. I put my arms around his neck and played with his hair, waiting for him to make a move.
We were so close together that I could feel his heart beat. It was racing like mine.

Finally, I could tell something was about to happen. I closed my eyes and....

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(A/N:)

Ahhhhhh cliff hanger!! what do you think ;) comment! Vote!

Sooo...what would Marcel and Alex's ship name be? ;D

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-Bree

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