Looks Can Be Deceiving. (Completed)

Chapter Four: New Home. New friends.

Chapter 4.

(A/N: SORRY FOR THE POV CHANGES. ily xx)

-Edward's POV-

"That's the last of my things." I tell Shelly, the head of the orphanage lady or whatever the hell it's called.

She smiles and nods, leading me to my room. Apparently, I'm sharing it with someone. All I know is that he's my age and we'll be going to school together.

Shelly knocks on the door and opens it. Nobody was in there. Maybe he's out or something. She shrugs the allows me in.

"I'm sure Niall's around here somewhere, he might me in the cafeteria." She laughs. I smile slightly.

"Well you get settled it, Edward. School starts at 8am. Don't be late." She says smiling, the leaves the room.

I sigh, then start unpacking my things. After about ten minutes, the door opens. I turn around to see a blonde boy around my age. His eyes widen.

"H-Harry?" He asks. The hell is he talking about?

"Uh...My name is Edward...not Harry." I say.

"Oh...I'm sorry. You look exactly like my friend Harry...except you have piercings and tattoos..." He says sounding nervous. His Irish accent sticking out. "I'm Niall Horan by the way. I'm in a band called 'The Lost Boys', I'm from Ireland, and I'm your roommate." He says holding his hand out.

I shake it. "I'm Edward Styles, I have tattoos and shit." His eyes widen again.

"Styles? Harry's last name is Styles..." He says confused.

I shrug. "Common last name, maybe?"

Niall is already passed out on his bed. Luckily he hasn't started snoring. I slowly start drifting off to sleep.

-Marcel's POV-

I put on my pajamas and get ready for bed. Tomorrow is the first day at my new school. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I am beyond nervous. What if it's the same as my last school? What if I do make any friends? All these thoughts flew through my mind. I brushed them off and tried my hardest to fall asleep. After 30 minutes, I finally did.

My alarm clock goes off in ear. Groaning, I stop it. I get up and hurry to shower. I finish then get dressed, wearing my usual attire. Khakis, white buttoned down shirt, and a sweater vest. I gel my hair back, then put my shoes on.

I sigh then look in the mirror. "Good luck Marcel. You have nobody."

I walk out of my room and head to the kitchen. I make myself some eggs and orange juice. When I finish, I grab my backpack and wait for the bus outside. It finally pulls up and every seat is taken. I notice a spot next to someone that was open.

He smiles at me then pats the seat. He seems nice. I sit down and he introduces himself.

"Hi, I'm Liam Payne." He smiles.

"I-I'm M-Marcel..." I stutter.

"Nice to meet you Marcel...I hope you don't mind me asking but...Are you related to Harry Styles?" Liam asks.

I look at him confused. "N-no. But m-my last name is St-Styles also..."

He shrugs then changes the subject. He starts talking about random funny things. Liam is such a nice guy. Looks like I have somebody.

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