The Styles Triplets

Chapter 10

"Hey babe, guess who." Someone said into my ear, covering my eyes.

"Ed, I know it's you." I told him and he uncovered my eyes.

"How'd you know?" he whined as he came into my sight.

"It's not that hard to figure out. For one your voice can be recognized by anyone, then there's those hands of yours, and your curls were tickling my cheek. Not to mention, you were a little to close for comfort." I told him and he smirked at me, "Then I KNEW it was you."

"Too close for comfort, huh?" he asked, coming closer to me once again.

I smirked back up at him and backed up towards the lockers, "Yeah."

My back was pressed against a locker door now with Edwards hands on both sides on me, "So is this making you uncomfortable?"

"Well..."

Edward dipped his head down and he kissed up my jaw to my cheek, then he stopped when he was about to kiss my lips, "I guess I'll give you your space then."

"Edward!" I whined and pushed him.

"What?" he smirked

I rolled my eyes, "You're just such a tease."

"Edward, yo!" Zayn exclaimed once he came up to us.

Edward looked up to Zayn, "What's up, man?"

"Nothing really, what's up with you two?" he asked and wiggled his eye brows.

Edward was about to say something when Marcel came up to us, "Hey guys."

"Hey Marce." I said.

"Ready to go to lunch?" he asked us.

We all nodded yes and followed him into the cafeteria and took our seats. Before Edward could sit next to me, Marcel slid in took the the seat.
Edward gave him a look, but then sat down right across from me with Zayn.

"I'll be right back." Marcel told us and got up to get his food.

As he was coming back, he accidentally bumped into Harry, sending Harry's food all over him.
"Shit, Marcel!" Harry yelled.
Marcel froze. The whole room was silenced by Harry's loud and powerful voice.
"You need to watch where you're going, dweeb!"

"I-I-I'm sorry, Harry." Marcel stammered.

"Just shut up!" Harry yelled at him again.
Harry brushed off some of the food on him, then looked at Marcel again, "Why are you still here?! Go away, leave! No one wants you here!"

"Harry." I told him sternly and stood up.

"B-B-But..." Marcel stuttered, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

"No! Don't talk to me! God I wish you were never even born!" he shouted.

"Harry! That's enough!" I yelled and pushed him back.

Marcel's eyes began to water and he dashed out of the room before I could even stop him.

"What the hell?!" I yelled at Harry, "Was that really necessary?"

"I-I....I didn't mean it, I just lost my temper." he replied shocked at what he had just said.

"You need to learn to just keep your mouth shut! You don't know what it's like to be unwanted by your whole student body. To be picked on every day of your life."
Everyone's eyes were on us and it was so quiet, you could hear a pen drop.

"So that means I don't have a right to be angry?!" He asked, getting loud again.

"No, you can be angry. Just try not to be such a jack ass." I replied, storming away and out the door.
"Marcel?! Marcel!" I called out looking for him, but he was no where to be seen.