SCREEN | Harry Styles ((DISCONTINUED))

9. Bait

I am in love with all of Rebecca Sugar's works. From Adventure Time to Steven Universe.

HERE'S YOUR CHAPTER YOU BEAUTIFUL NASTY CREATURES!

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The Same As... - One OK Rock

Marcel stood in front of the electrical stove, flipping over the eggs with Aislin watching from across him by the breakfast counter. Edward adjacent to them as he took small sips from his glass of coffee whilst reading the newspaper in a flamboyant manner. Marcel plopped the cooked eggs onto the plate, glancing over at Aislin ever so often. 

"Doesn't seem to be one of Edward's hook-ups to me," Marcel thought to himself; looking over the red-head's appearance for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Aislin grasped tightly on the glass of water that was given to her, looking down into the glass staring into her faint reflection on the water's surface. Before looking up to meet Marcel's eyes - still the hundredth time she has caught him staring. Marcel quickly advert his gaze and awkwardly got back to his cooking.

He grabbed the plate that was filled up with bacon strips and eggs before bringing it in front of Edward. "Edward," Marcel mumbled lowly, "I don't understand the reason as to why I am still here when I really came here to get my cardigan."

"Tch," Edward scoffed at Marcel's attempt at a complaint. "Well you're already here, and you've already started cooking; you might as well finish what I asked you to do."

Marcel sighed unsympathetically before going back to the stove and filling up another plate for Aislin. "Here... y-you go." He fumbled on his words as he placed the plate gently towards her. "Thanks," was all she could reply.

The door suddenly burst open, "I CAN SMELL BACON!"

Liam ran through the front doors, and immediately heads toward Marcel's direction. "MARCEL!" He exclaimed excitingly before pulling the man to a tight hug; Liam comically rubbing his cheeks against Marcel's.

"You grew mate. You working out lately?" He asked, pulling away to ruffle Marcel's hair. "U-uh, we just saw each other like a few days ago." Marcel scratched the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed.

"Oh, well you look different - it's a good different." Liam assured the shy lad. He turned around to face Aislin with a warm-greeting smile plastered across his face. "Hello there, I don't think we've formally met." Liam took her hand and bowed down slightly, "I'm Liam Payne, pleasure to meet you madam." Edward looked up from the newspaper and gave a disgusted look towards his best-friend's act of kindness before shaking his head.

Aislin just stared at the man emotionless; not really knowing what to say or do. She just wanted to get out of here and not have to be surrounded by (dangerous) strangers. Edward noticed her discomfort before letting out a sigh, "Payne, I believe she's not really enjoying your royal treatment."

Aislin looked at Edward's direction, only to be met by his intimidating emerald orbs. Even if they were just across the room, she can see the small hint of light that danced in his eyes.

"Well, my apologies. Oh and by the way-" Liam pulled an envelope out of his back pocket and threw it onto the counter, right in front of Edward. "-the payment you wanted from Sin City," Liam stated before sitting onto the seat closest to Edward.