~ON HOLD~ The Styles Triplets [Larry/Ledward/Larcel]

Chapter 7

Edward's POV:

I wake up on Saturday morning in my bed to the chaos of my room. I sigh and rub my eyes with the back of my hand. I yawn and sit up in the bed. I think it's time to clean...

After about two hours I'm finally ready with cleaning my room and I go downstairs. Marcel is sitting on the couch, reading a book and Harry is nowhere here.

"Where's Harry?" I ask.

"He left 15 minutes ago." Marcel says, not looking away from his book.

"Do you know where he went?" I ask.

"Probably somewhere with Louis, I don't know." Marcel says annoyed.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Don't you get it? I don't even have a chance with him. I never have a chance." Marcel says.

"Are you relly that blind? There's someone who really likes you." I say and now he looks at me.

"Who?" he asks.

"You know him pretty good." I say smirking.

"L-Liam?" he asks and I nod.

"How would you know?" Marcel asks.

"I can see it in the way he looks at you." I say and Marcel blushs a bit.

"Do you like him too?" I ask and Marcel shrugs.

"I'm not sure." he says.

"Well I have to go search Harry now." I say.

"Why?" Marcel asks.

"Because I have to kill him." I say and leave the house.

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I see them sitting in a café and I call Zayn.

"Hello?" he asks.

"Zayn I need your help. Come to the café." I say.

"Ok." he sighs and hangs up.

After a few minutes he's here and comes over to me.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"We have to eat something in there." I say.

"And why?" Zayn asks confused.

"Harry is trying to steal Louis and if I go in there alone it will look like I'm stalking them." I say and Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Fine." he says and we enter the café, pretending not see Harry and Louis.

"Hey Ed." Louis says and I turn around.

"Oh hi Louis." I say smiling.

"Hey Zayn." Louis says and Zayn waves smiling.

"Do you want to sit with us?" Louis asks.

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, why not?" Louis says and we sit down.

"And what are you two doing here?" Harry asks annoyed, almost knocking his cup of coffee over.

"You should be more carefully." I say smirking.

"I'll get us some coffee." Zayn says and leaves the table.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asks again.

"We wanted coffee." I say.

"And why exactly now?" Harry asks.

"God sorry. Next time I'll ask you if I'm alowed to get coffee, ok?" I say and Louis laughs a little.

I smile at him and he smiles back sheepishly. Zayn comes back and hands me my cup of coffee.