Ch. 1
I was heading to Mr. and Mrs. Style's house. It was their 20th anniversary and I was close to their kids growing up. They had five kids, one girl and four boys. There was Gemma, who was always fun to be around. I was always really close to the oldests, Harry and Alex. Edward was my age, and frankly I always had a crush on him, but he's always been so mean to me. Then the youngest Marcel. He was always very shy and kind, but we always had a good friendship as well. I upfrontly always liked Harry. I mean everyone did. Even though they all basically look the same, Harry was the nice one and funny one. He had it all. We would always flirt back and forth throughout the years. Edward, it was different. He isn't anything like Harry. He is flirtatious and mean. He has always bullied me throughout the years. Spreading rumors about me and telling everyone how lame I was. But the one he would never admit to, even though we all knew he had done it. Was the one about him and I screwing in the bathroom during lunch hour. It ruined my reputation and everyone hated me. Lots of girls slept with Edward and they all grew jealous of something that wasn't even true. Marcel was there for me, he was always a really good friend when I had no one else.
Marcel was close to me, but he always had a crush on my sister, Kate. She was in his grade and she was very beautiful. I was much of anyone's type. I wasn't the skinniest girl ever. Even though the boys, excluding Edward, would tell me that I was beautiful.
Alex was always like a big brother to me. He was sarcastic and if he was mad, he was blunt and rude. But he was always very chilled back. He always protected me from Edward, and Harry did too. Alex would be the one yelling at Edward as Harry would give me a hug. I always felt close to the boys, excluding Edward again.
Edward and I never got along. But despite our differences, I always thought he was beautiful. I could see through his whole act. He just didn't want to get hurt. He didn't like being vulnerable. But sadly, he never let's me see past that layer. The one time he had, he warned me not to tell anyone or he'd spread a rumor about me with the guys. But none of them would come after me anyway.
It was his seventeenth birthday. He had gotten drunk and his girlfriend at the time had dumped him and he wounded up on my front step. I helped him and he kept crying and saying things that really made no sense. Things like he was sorry for being so rude, or he just wanted to see the real me. That he actually liked me. I didn't believe it. But in the morning, after nursing him back to health, he left and the next day at school was the day he threatened me.
There were times where I'd come over to Styles's house when we were younger, when we all got along. Edward was always very nice to me and Harry would tease him about liking me. I don't remember when he changed or why. But I know that sweet boy is in there somewhere, that's why I still hold on to hope. But I have to realize that it would never go anywhere with him, even if he was a good man deep down.
Well that's all you have to know to get to this point. Where I am standing in front of the Style's family house with some flowers, about an hour before the party starts. That's when Harry opens the door and gives me a bright smile.
"Hello love." he smiled.
"Hi Harry." I smiled.
"You get more beautiful each time I see you." he gushed, leaning in and kissing my cheek making me blush. No one ever treated me this way before, well not someone as handsome as him.
"Says you H." I smile and he nods, taking my hand and leading me to the kitchen where I see all the boys standing around the island. But my eyes can't go off Edward.
He had changed. I don't assume in personality, he still has a smirk on his face. But he has long curly hair and those same bright eyes. He was taller than the boys and he has a bit of a wider face than the rest of the boys but still those beautiful green eyes. He had tattoos running up both arms and some on his chest, you could see with the half unbutton blouse he was wearing. But god was he beautiful.
