Styles Brothers (A Dark Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

The shady clouds and the swaying trees outside the windows can tell that it will rain a few more moments after this. “After you find the roots of…” Ms. Haley isn’t finish on her mathematical equation thingy and my classmates around me are painted with boredom, I tilted my head to my both sides and found two vacant chairs. The Styles brothers didn’t attend the whole day; maybe they’re busy with their gangs and maybe their grades are sinking. After the last class, I went out of the room together with Daphne, “I just wonder why the brothers aren’t here.” Daphne spoke. “Maybe they’re with their gangs the whole day”. “So are we going to walk or ride a taxi?” I continued. “Let’s just walk I’m saving.” She chuckles. I smiled at her and we walk along the hallway.

We got outside the school building when I found Zayn sitting on his shining black motorcycle. He smirks at me as we passed on him, “Eya.” He calls, I turned my back to face him and raise him an eyebrow. He stood up from his motor and came close, “What’s up?” He grins, “None at the moment.” I was about to turn my back when he got hold of my wrist and he pulls me, “I like the fact that you’re not innocent, and not a bad girl at all.” I struggle on his hold and let me go, “See you then Eya.” I heard his motor functions, “Uhm. W-Wait Zayn.” I stop and tilted my head at him; he smirks at me and looks, waiting for what I’m going to say, “Do you know where the brothers are?” He shook his head and answers, “Eh. No. But we’ve seen each other earlier, they said they’re going somewhere. But I don’t know where the fucking place is.” I nods at him and continued walking, “Who’s he?” Daphne breaks the silence between us. “Zayn.” I shortly replied, “How’d you know him?” “The brothers brought me to their gang the last day and I met every one of them, especially Zayn.” Daphne shot her widen eyes on me, “What the hell?! They brought you there?! Tell me did they do something bad on you?! Are you ok?” I chuckles and pat her back. “Girl, I’m alright. They just visited me on my house then our topic went about their gang and they brought me there.” Daphne fell on a deep sigh. “Good, good. I thought something happened.”

I and Daphne separated when we got on our different roads. My hands reach on my pocket to grab my keys; I opened the door, the black scene of the area welcoming me. My hand removes my shoes while the other one is finding the switch and soon turns it on. I walked through the living room and opened the door of my bedroom. I took a step backward when I saw the brothers on my room, “HOLY SHIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” I scream at the top of my lungs. Harry smirks at me who’s currently throwing my pants and t shirts on the black garbage plastic bag, I turned my attention to Hazza that’s putting something on my cabinet. I walk inside the room, “Babe, I guess you’ll like this one.” Hazza raised a red short slutty dress that makes my eyes go widen. “What the shit Harry and Hazza are you doing?!  And how did you got inside of my house?!” Harry smirks at me, “Well if only you’ve locked your backdoor then we wouldn’t be here right now.” Oh shit. Yeah. I forgot to lock the backdoor; I need to water my mom’s plants and forgot it to lock before going. Stupid Eya. “Ok? And now, WHAT.ARE.YOU.DOING.ON.MY.CABINEEEEET?!” I burst. They grins at me and leaves no reply. Soon, Harry ties the black material he’s holding and stood up from the bed. “I’m going to throw this lad.” Harry spoke, Hazza nods at him and continued on his work. I pulled Harry’s wrist, stopping him to throw my things but he just leans on me and gives me a kiss, after that, he went out of the house to throw. “What are you both doing?!” I desperately ask them, stopping them at the same time.  “I thought you told us that you’re not a bi?” Hazza smirks.

“Yes of course I’m not a bi!”

“Then wear this.”

“WHAT?! I won’t! I have my own money I’ll buy if I wanted!”

“No. You don’t have a taste babe.”

“So what are you telling me? That you have a taste on girly things? Maybe you’re a gay.” I pissed him off. He stop from his work and dropped the dress he’s holding, he turns to me and strolls. He grip my hips tightly, and leans his head on mine. “Gays are not doing this.” He whispers, suddenly he pulled me closer to him and kisses my lips down to my neck, sucking the soft spot he knows, I push him away from me, not remembering the deal. “You forgot the deal.” He said in a raspy tone as he pushed himself away from me. “No I don’t. You’re just abusing the deal.” He smirks at me and picked the dress he had dropped earlier, “I’m just giving you what you deserve babe.” I heard Harry walks in; I tilted my head on him, and found that the plastic is empty. “Done throwing. Did I miss something?” before Hazza could spoke any further, I entered, “I don’t like to wear that!” I heard Harry’s grin and walk in the back of me as he put his hands on my hips, “You don’t have a choice though.” “I have my own money I’ll buy if I wanted!” I mock my words that I’ve said lately.

I stood there for about 30 minutes absolutely, doing NOTHING. What? I can’t stop them cause every time I did it, they’re just going to kiss or do whatsoever maniac things on me. Geez. I hate them. Now I’d always go on school looking like a flirt. Oh my gosh, probably I’d be like on the London’s Newspaper starting tomorrow. Oh God! Please help me to stop these brothers. Harry and Hazza soon finished their works and lay down on a bed, like a sir. “I want you to try everything now babe.” “No. I don’t want to.” I draw near to them and lowered myself down to pick up the paper bags that are fresh from the mall and scattered all around the floor. “Come on babe. Don’t you remember that we have a deal?” “I’m tired. Don’t you both know that I just come home from the university?” They nodded at me and got out on the bed. Hazza approaches me and cups my chin, “Just wear that red dress tomorrow babe.” And he kisses me, he tilted his head on my table and turns to me after then, “We also bought you make-ups and accessories babe.” He smirks as he added. The brothers went out of the room, and I lead them to the door. Before I closes it Harry spokes, “By the way, if you hear your backdoor opens don’t worry it won’t be us again.” I roll my eyes to him and close the door.

When I came back on my room, I saw the new materials on my cabinet and on my table. It was like; they’re going to make me a flirt. I brought my hands on the make-ups and accessories and put them on my drawer. I’ll never use those. But not the dresses, as what Harry said, I don’t even have a choice. I’ll just use the decent ones; it’s alright if I’d repeatedly wear that. Gah.

I really hope that this deal would end.