The Styles Triplets

Chapter 6: Forceful kisses

"What's up Megan!" Edward hollered giving me a 'sup' nod.

The entire group that was here cheered raising their glasses to me.

"Want a drink?" Another voice called. I shook my head.

"No I think I'm alright."

"Let's play a game!" Louis yelled over everyone who were chatting.

Everyone's eyes turned towards Louis.

I don't understand how he can handle everyone staring at him...

Honestly I tend to shatter under a lot of pressure or attention.

I cleared my thoughts and paid attention to what he was saying.

"So then you just kiss!" He finished.

Everyone cheered as some red headed girl put a beer bottle in the middle of the circle everyone had formed. "You ready?!" Zayn yelled with a grin. I shook my head backing out of the circle, "No! Stay!" Zayn grabbed onto my wrist.

"Zayn don't you think Perrie would be heart broken if she found out?"

I muttered in his ear. "She doesnt have to find out. Now does she?"

He smirked. I gulped and folded my hands in my lap. Is every guy in high school a cheat?

"Okay everyone shut up!" Edward growled spinning the bottle.

I anxiously bit my lip praying it wouldn't land on me. I watched as the bottle began to slow down and lean towards it's choice. It slowly passed Zayn and stopped at the girl next to me. I let out a breath relieved it wasn't me. The skinny blonde next to me licked her lips and crawled over to Edward. She practically attacked him. They began to make out as everyone whistled and cheered.

I looked away not wanting to see anything. It feels awkward watching people make out... Honestly... not my cup of tea.

The girl who was kissing Edward spun the bottle and it landed on another guy with dark hair.

"Yeah Calum!" Zayn called from next to me as they sucked eachothers faces off. He smirked and spun the bottle. The green bottle's tip stopped at Zayn. Everyone boo'ed.

"Are you two gonna kiss?" I gasped.

Zayn chuckled. "No babe, if it lands on the same sex, the person it landed on just spins." He explained.

I blushed nodding.

He leaned forward and spun the bottle.

It rotated around teasing me.

Mocking me.

Please don't be me...

please.

The bottle stopped at me.

Zayn bit his lip and turned to me.

I laughed getting up.

"No." I walked away from the crowd.

Everyone seemed shocked.

A cold hand grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Why'd you walk away!" He growled.

"I can't kiss you! What about Perrie?

Or Harry?" I trembled.

"Harry? You're still thinking about him even after he's been fucking with Steph? He doesn't care for you!"

Before I could say anything he grabbed my face and kissed me.

His lips tasted like alcohol as I tried pulling back.

Within a few seconds Zayn was pulled off me by a furious Harry.

Harry attacked Zayn. I didn't want to watch him hurt anyone so I jumped in between them two.

I know it was a stupid idea.

Because I was hit in the stomach hard. The music stopped and everyone literally gasped.

I clenched onto my stomach.

"Megan!" I fell to the floor holding my stomach. Was I being dramatic?

Hell no! This hurt like hell! God why did I even block Harry.

I felt Harry trying to help me up but I slapped his hand away. Zayn was smart enough to know I didn't need his help either.

But what really surprised me was Edwards concerned expression.

He literally ran over to me lifting me up he carried me upstairs.

I felt really embarrassed because everyone was watching me.

Like I mentioned, I hate attention.

So very much.

"Edward I'm alright. " I tried to get down. He gently helped me onto my feet when we arrived at his room door. He swung the door open for me to walk in. I whispered thanks and walked inside clutching my stomach. "Here lay down." He suggested locking the door.

"Edward I'm honestly fine." I smiled.

He shook his head up.

"Lift your shirt up." He asked.

"What?" I laughed. "No I mean I need to check your stomach." He clarified with a chuckle. "Oh. Alright." I blushed sucking in then lifting my shirt up to my ribs.

He bent down, sitting on his knees and placed his hands on my hips.

I shivered at the unfamiliarity.

"Stop sucking in, you're fine."

He looked up. I searched his eyes to see if he was judging me.

But no... his bright eyes were only full of concern.

"You have bruises already." He said.

He swiped his thumb across where I was sore. I sucked in a sharp breath letting a tear slip down my eyes as his finger grazed my skin.

He stood up pulling my shirt back down. "You need to go see a doctor."

He stated walking to his bed lying down. "No my dad will be angry."

I cried. He got up again and walked towards me slowly.

I don't know why he did... but he wrapped his arms around me giving me a comforting hug. I relaxed hugging him back. "You seem to need one right now." He mumbled.

"Thank you." I smiled slightly.

"Anything for you."