Family or lover? (Boyxboy narry, narcel and nedward)

Chapter one|| what is this feeling?

Marcel POV

"Im the oldest!" Harry shouted in Edwards face, making him roll his eyes.

"By two minutes exactly, that dosent count you faggot." Ed smirked at our brother making him fume.

"Boys, thats enough!" Our mother, Anne, turned around to glare at them. My brothers were fighting for who would get the biggest room. I didnt wast my spit by joining since, lets be realistic, iIwould lose the argument and Gemma will probably get it anyways since shes a girl.

"Why did we have to move anyways?" Harry asked crossing his arms across his chest.

"You know exactly why Harry." Gemma answered, getting annoyed by him.

"Oh yeah, all because of Marcel." Gemma turned around in her seat from the front and hit Harry behind the head, making him rub it while glaring at me.

Yes, we are moving because of me. Mom keeps saying its not my fault, but it is! Everything is my fault. Edward and Harry let my know every single day. They say im the reason our father is in prison and that we are moving all the way in irland. Harry and Ed were always my dads favorites while me and Gemma were left out. Although, everyone else loves Gemma, they all hated me.

Sometimes, dad would tell me that Harry and Ed were his favorites at day and I was at night, when he came in my room. You probably know where this is going. Good, because I dont really want to say IT. Now he is put in prison, and its my fault.

"Here we are." I looked out the window to see a beautiful house with moving trucks all around it. I opened the car door to walk out after my brothers only to have it closed in my face.

"Were getting the best rooms, not you." Edward told me through the car window before running off to the front door. I let out a sigh before opening the door once again only this time, I actually walked out. I closed the door again and turned to look at the house. It was beautiful, in my opinion. It looked old but modern at the same time, best of both I guess. I had a good feeling about this place. I smiled and slowly walked to the front door. I walked in where many moving men were, well, moving things. The stairs were close to the front door so I found them in no time. I walked up to the second floor, wanting to know what room they left me. The answer was given right when I reached the top.

"We left you the room at the end of the hallway, at the right." Harry smiled at me before patting my back and going downstairs. Oh I forgot to say, Harry is bipolar. He changes moods all the time and it sucks really since we never know how hes going to react to stuff. Edward seems to always be mad though. Im his triplet and never in my life have I seen him smile. He smirks all the time yes, but smile? Never happened.

I nodded to myself and walked towards my new room. I stopped in front of the door, opening it. I slowly walked inside, looking around the room. It was small, but nice. I had place to put my bed and a desk which was perfect for me.

Edwards POV'

"Cant you just leave me the fuck alone?!?" I shouted at Harry earning a giggle from him before he ran off again. I swear this guy has got to be gay.

Hes been bugging me about how he got the biggest room and not me. I dont really care about it much. I had a window that showed another window, if you understand. The neighbors window was right across from mine. I was hoping it would be some hot chick that I could look at getting undressed. Though with luck like mine, it would probably finish by being an old pedophile.

I decided to put my things away right away since we are starting school tomorrow and I want to be combortable in my new room. I started by the basics, putting my cloth away, my books and pencils, ect. Its when I was putting my posters up that my eyes trailed to the window, hopping to find something interesting, a hot chick maybe. It wasnt. It was something way better to my eyes.

Standing there in a light blue room shirtless, was a blonde boy. His back was towards the window and I could see his muscles flexing as he played around with a football. I looked farther in the room to see many football posters, many of them of durby. On a shelf not too far from him, layed many trophys of many sports. Some of football, others of basketball, and even some of rugby. In that moment, the blonde boy didnt seem interesting anymore. I never liked sports and this boy seemed to like them a bit too much.

Those were my thoughts until a pair of ocean blue eyes connected with my grassy green ones. I stared deep into them, getting drowned into the beautiful colour. A smile made its way very slowly to my face. I looked down a bit, checking him out, after going back to staring in his eyes. He was beautiful, like an angel. My smile faded as I realized, it was a guy. I ran to my window and hanged a blanket over it so he wouldnt see me anymore. I sat on my bed, putting my head in my hands to think a bit. What just happened? What was that feeing of a volcano erupting in the pit of my stomach? But the question that got my attention more was, why did I feel this towards a boy?

A/N: edward and niall!! How cute!! Im sorry if this chapter isnt great but i tried! It took me almost three days to write since i had alot of trouble! Anyways if you liked it please tell your friends about it and

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