Unpredictable [Tomlinson Triplets & Harry Styles] discontinued

Quattordecim

K/N: Quattordecim = 14

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Harry's POV

I went home that same day (Jules' Orders) to allow all of that information to sink into my mind.

The first thing I did when got there was fall—face first—onto the couch. I felt a hand running its fingers through my hair, causing me to close my eyes breath. It was a no-brainer as to who the hand belonged to.

"Long day at te lib'ary?" The thick Irish accent had asked.

I sighed before moving to place my head in his lap. Niall chuckled at my actions before he continued to play with my hair. We sat in silence for about 20 minutes, the sounds of our breathing and the television filling the room. The silence did not last long as it was ceased by the end of the episode of some television series.

"Promise me something Blondie?" I asked out of the blue.

"Anything Curly," Niall responded with an honest smile on his face.

I sighed before I allowed the thoughts that were drifting in my mind flow out of my mouth. I told Niall about the book, Dracula and his history with the world, the stupid chalice thing that could possibly end the world, etc. I left out the secret compartment of the library since it was probably for the greater good.

"What does this have to do with a promise?" Niall asked afterward.

"You have to promise me that you will keep this to yourself. No matter what the situation is or who asks—you can't even tell your family about it. Hell, you can't even tell my mum!" I explained.

I looked into his ocean blue pupils as he started into my emerald green ones. It was as if we were in a staring contest with one another, which would have resulted in no winner. It was not long until the Irishman developed the biggest and most reassuring smile towards me.

"What happens in this household, stays in this household," he responded.

That was clear enough to the point it may have been crystal clear, that Niall would keep to himself.

"But Haz, how am I suppose to keep this from your mum?" He asked.

"You're Irish and Blonde, you'll figure something out," I chuckled.

That chuckled turned into full-on laughter as Niall gave me the expressions of a death glare with a hint of confusion.

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I returned to the library the next day, prepared to take on any new information that Lassiter or Jules would be ready to drop onto me.

The three of us returned to the secret chambers of the Library, where there was a layout on the table. An old and wrinkled looking map was spread across the table as we approached the said table. It reminded me of those treasure maps or historic maps that I had seen when I was a small child.

"This is the map that will guide you towards the Chalice. This map is rather picky as one could say because it will only show you the location once it believes that you are the savior of this broken, beaten, and damned contraption. A word of advice would be to be as patient as you possibly can, for it might take some time," Lassiter explained.

"However, because we are sending you on a rather dangerous goose chase for the Chalice, I have arranged for you to go to Doncaster, England, on Monday at 9 in the morning. From there, you will travel to the Castle of the Tomlinsons," Julies continued as she pointed to the little castle located on the map.

"They will train you on your journey for when you encounter some vampires, if not the evil owner of the Chalice. The Tomlinsons will also provide you with the necessary items and necessities as well," Lassiter said.

"Wait, wait wait wait—hold on a second. You're sending me to a house—excuse me, castle—full of strangers that I never heard of or met? Just to train me for what's to come?" I asked with amusement.

"What other way is there to explain it? We could translate for you into French or Spanish or Japanese—hey, maybe we could say to you in Latin! What are you getting at exactly Styles?" Lassiter sassed.

"I think what Lassiter is attempting," Jules intervened with a calm voice (while giving Lassiter the glare of disapproval), "to say is that we do not possess the equipment, people, necessities, environment, nor supernatural abilities the Tomlinsons contain to train you for such as task as this."

So I'm basically getting sent to some kind of boot camp. My God this is the X-Factor all over again!

Juliet pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to me. It was a small piece of paper that was printed out (or written) on cute polka dot paper.

"When you arrive at the Tomlinson castle, say the exact words that are written on there. They don't just let anybody in unless it's family, friends, allies, acquaintances, or Librarians like ourselves," she explained.

I opened the adorably small piece of paper before reading the writing out loud:

I am Harry Styles, and I hereby request the Tomlinson to assist in retrieving the Chalice of Dracula—by the choice and words of the Librarians of the London Library.

I read the paper three more times before looking and Jules, and then back at the paper, then back at Jules.

"Um, no offense Jules—what you have written on this piece of paper is beautiful, thoughtful, and very creative. For the 1800s," I stated.

"If that doesn't work, either tell them that Carlton Lassiter and Juliet O'Hara sent you or just give me a quick call," she explained.

Well, I guess it's safe to say that I'm going on an adventure!

And I'm not sure if I'm feeling excited, or completely and utterly petrified.

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K/N: If you have the sudden urge to murder me, I will not hold you back.

I meant to update this story along with the others a lot during my winter break so I get the maximum amount of updating as possible. It was going to be a cute little Christmas/Happy New Year gift from me to you guys! 

I am going back to my normal updating schedule next week (since that will be when I start college again) and it will begin with this book getting more updates.

In other news, I'm joining another cult--I mean fandom, or should I say THE PHANDOM!

DO NOT WORRY- I AM NOT LEAVING MY 5 CHILDREN (I couldn't even if I'd tried). If someone is willing to introduce me to the fandom and basically explain everything I need to know (and will know) for when I join this cult---shit I mean fandom---please do not hesitate to pm me on here, on my twitter, or my Tumblr!

Also THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR FUCKING 20K READS ON THIS BOOK! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND I WILL SEE YOU SOON! -Katty<3