The Becoming of Violette (Harry Styles) **MAJOR EDITING**

Chapter 5

Hey I'm going to write this in 3rd person. I personally wasn't a big fan of 3rd person but i recently started a saga in 3rd person and i actually like it a lot so i am going to try this chapter in 3rd person, not all chapters are going to be 3rd, just some. :)

     "And- and you couldn't believe the size of the plane, it was massive!" Will smiled drunkenly almost spilling the port he had in his glass. It was a Tuesday night at the Styles Mansion and Will Farley was buoyant because of the magic of the port. The weather was quite monotonous for the season. Although it was late at night, you would usually see a couple or two walking down the streets of London and laughing with each other as they told stories of beatific times. You could see the joy in their eyes as they told these stories from such distance. It was 1910 and London was the place to be right now. The city was booming as it entered an progressive era. Style was changing. Music was changing. Everything was elegant and glamorous but in a seductive way. Men enjoyed the new politics and big business that this era has started. It was an era that was going to mark history. And as for the women, they just became more flirtatious.

     Will Farley was a handsome man. He had faded blonde hair combed back. He tended to keep a a little scruff on his jaw though his mother disapproved. His reason as to having it was because the women liked it which was very true. His jaw and cheek bones were very defined, he had his grandfather to thank for that because once again, the women liked it very much. His eyes were brown but if he looked into the eyes of a woman it could give her such of a feeling that even words couldn't even describe. He was quite tall and his body was very defined but only women he took into his bed would know that. Though his moods weren't always sober. His family was very wealthy and powerful but their wealth didn't touch the Alderdices or Styles.

      Harry and Will were childhood friends and since. They met each other through boarding school around age eleven for when Will asked Harry, the boy next to him, for paper and there Harry witnessed Will Farley throw the wadded paper at the wicked teacher they dare not to say her name even to this day. And ever since Will and Harry were good friends. They made many women of any age and even girls swoon. They had a certain charm that enticed women that only they could provide. It is often debated between women when they talk of which one is more handsome.  And as for you, it is for you to decide which one it is.  Will was always one to pull tricks and make people laugh and have a good time. Harry was one too but he knew when to be gentleman and when to have fun. Will didn't know either. He only knew to always have a good time and so he did. You would often find Harry trying to save Will from embarrassing himself. Sometimes it would end in worse matters but they would laugh and drink the embarrassment away. 

    But tonight wasn't like that. Will's spirits were awfully high as he described a story about a plane that harry wasn't listening to. Will was too excited about his story to notice. But it didn't take much of a genius to know Harry wasn't paying attention just by looking at him. Harry had a look on his face that he doesn't often have on. It was a disturb and in deep thought look. He had his eyebrows closed together as he looked in a different direction from where Will was standing. He was sitting in a leather quilted chair, cross-legged, as he held his brandy in one hand that hasn't been touched for awhile and the index finger of his other hand was tapping the arm rest of the chair. His mind was clouded with what happened a few days ago. Will was out of town that day, experiencing the story he was describing right now, so he did not know what happened to Harry that day.  

      For how high his family was, Harry had a reputation to tend to and to keep in mind, so he couldn't go off to any women that pleases his eyes like Will did. Though women often threw themselves at his feet for how devilishly handsome he was. Harry has a look to him that at once glance you would never forget his face. When you look into his bewitching emerald eyes, he may give you a feeling of intimidation, though that was never his intention. His hair is a auburn color, but he has a harder time with his curly hair so he doesn't slick it as back as much as the men of London. Unlike Will who smiles fully, Harry tends to smirk. He may use his smirk in a flirtatious way or in a polite way and he knows very well how to portray either one at the right time. It is to Harry's knowledge that the women like his devil smirk so he takes advantage of that. Since Harry has a reputation, he has flings with women that he is attracted to unlike Will who tries to sleep with any women he finds attractive. Harry would court a woman in secret away from the public eye as if hes the lady's suitor, although she is wealthy, she could never marry such a man for how powerful his family is, so soon the fling would end. But Harry has a slight reputation with playing with a woman's heart. There is quite some gossip between women of his courtship with certain lady's because women have a way with getting information they want. But this is indeed not true. When he courts a lady he doesn't do it for pleasure he does it because he has kindled feelings with this lady, though one has a hard time believing this for his slight reputation.