Twinning

Me? Yeah I guess you could say I'm a bit close to the Styles twins. And yes I do get a lotta shit about it but ya know what? I don't care. Let people judge, they're just jealous. These two boys are the stupidest people I know that just make me happy. And I deserve to be happy, right? Right.

How did it all start? Funny story, actually. I went to my friend, Niall's house for a pool party (I was the only girl mind you) and sure enough there were these two boys there. One of them had huge nerdy glasses and kinda sat out with Niall, but the other. Oh yes Harry Styles. We didn't even greet each other properly he just kinda grabbed me and threw me in the pool. Ya see, Marcel and Niall were, to say the least, nerds. Don't get me wrong, I love Niall and he was my first friend when I moved here, but he's just... Not the most social person on the planet. His older brother was the one throwing the party but I was invited to "keep Niall company" but I actually ended up ignoring him. Whoops. This was all in eighth grade, might I add. Once they hit high school Marcel had completely changed. I guess he was sick of acting like a nerd, about time because his genetics were pretty good to him, he was just neglecting his looks with his behavior, he always cowered away from people and, yeah. He basically looked exactly like his brother. Finally, he manned up and got contacts so no more big bulky glasses. He even allowed his hair to grow to be the big mop of curls like his brother Harry. Oh, and might I add they act so much alike nowadays, it's kinda scary in a way.

So now were juniors in high school. Harry and Marcel are the talk of the school, every girl I know is in love with them, and yes. That means everyone hates me for knowing them. Actually, I don't have many true friends because they use me to get to them. I mean I guess I'm in the "in crowd" or whatever, but honestly it's a bit lonely. Yeah, I have Harry and Marcel, but who else really? I know it sounds horrible, but I don't exactly care that much because these two crazy mofos are the best friends I have, so I'll hold onto them forever. Only good things come from them and well... Let's face it. There fun to be around. Especially when they try to trick me into thinking they're each other. Twins are confusing, can ya tell? It's not like I'm in love with them, in fact I highly doubt I could; seeing as though I saw Marcel's transformation from a total nerd to well... Him now. And as for Harry? I guess I just couldn't date him because one day I'd mistake Marcel for him and all hell would break loose. Sucks, right? Truth is, I love these two guys more than I love myself. They mean the world to me, I just hope other people don't try to tear us apart.