Simplicity ★ stylestriplets+Louis

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I'm also apologizing in advanced if any of the Italian sentences are wrong or don't make any sense. I literally just used google translate so sorry guys.

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Harry jumped out the car and started walking to the hotel until he notice Louis struggling to keep up with Harry's quick pace.

"Hey sweetcheeks you okay over there?" Harry asked making his way over to him.

"Yea it's just I'm so used to being in a wheelchair. This walking thing is so foreign to me." Louis said as he concentrated on putting on foot in front of the other.

"If you want I can just carry you inside." Harry suggested.

"No no, I have to learn to not be so dependent on others." Louis snapped.

"Whatever you say sweetcheeks." Harry chuckled while putting his hands up in surrender.

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They were right outside of the triplets hotel room when Harry stopped Louis.

"Okay before we get in there just wanted to give you a brief warning. Edward is bat shit crazy so try to stay on his good side. And Marcel is the normal level headed one out of all three of us."

"So what does that make you?"

"The wild card of course" Harry whisper out before opening up the door to reveal two Harry look a likes.

Once they walk in Harry is bombarded with questions from his brothers.

Louis couldn't even focus or understand the argument the boys were having because it wasn't in English and he was so immensely captivated by the image in front of him.

The brother that seemed the angriest Louis assumed to be Edward who had long blonde curls that were the same length as Harry's and bright blue eyes unlike the other two brothers.

Now the other brother who had to be Marcel seem to be the mediator in this situation. Marcel had his brothers faces but instead of the long curly hair he had slicked back brown hair with a few strands falling on his face and his black framed glasses.

They all had to be about 6ft something because from Louis stand point they looked like giants.

The boys were so busy arguing they didn't even notice the small boy whose been staring at the them the whole time in their door way. Until Edward turns during his mid rant and sees him.

He takes in the site of the boy and is extremely confused.

"Harry, che è questo?" Edward ask turning back to his bother who was yelling at Marcel.