The Styles Triplets

Chapter 2

Harry was in the kitchen making dinner with Edward while I was helping Marcel with making an appointment to get new glasses.
"I'm really sorry they did this to you, Marcel."

"It's fine." He said quietly.
I could tell he was feeling a bit embarrassed.

"You know, your brother stood up for you too." I told him.

"Ed?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.

I nodded towards him, "Yeah he was telling the principle to do something about it or he would."

Marcel gave a little smile, "It's good to know one of them cares."

"Harry is just stubborn. He doesn't mean anything by it." I told him, then took another look at him.
Hold on. Why am I just now noticing how good he looks?
"Marce, you look really nice without glasses."

"I do?" he laughed.

"Yeah." I replied, "It looks like you won't be getting your glasses until next week." I said changing the subject.

"Okay, thanks for helping me."

"It's no problem! It's just glasses." I laughed.

"No, thank you for helping me with everything. For sticking by my side all this time. You're one of my best friends and you really do mean a lot to me."

"You mean a lot to me too. And hey, what are friends for?" I smiled and gave him a hug, "I'll always be here."

Marcel wrapped his arms around me tightly and rested his head next to mine. I ran my fingers through his hair in a comforting way, smiling at how touched he was.

"Dinner is ready." Harry called.

We both pulled away slowly and smiled at each other. Marcel ran his fingers through his hair and laughed nervously, "Let's go eat."

We walked into the kitchen together and found a seat at the table. As we sat down Edward put our plates in front of us and we dug in.
"Wow this is really good." I told both Harry and Edward.

"Thanks." they both said at once.

"Listen, Alex." Harry started, "I'm sorry."

Eh. I don't know if I forgive you, but I appreciate the gesture.
"I'm sorry too." I apologized, "I over reacted."

"I've actually really missed you." Harry admitted.

I looked up from my plate at him, then to Edward and Marcel. They were both glaring at him.
I find that hard to believe.
"Really?"

"Yeah, I miss hanging out with you guys." Harry told us.

Bull. Shit.
"Really?" I repeated almost laughing.

"Is that all you can say?" he laughed, "What's so funny?"

Keep your mouth shut, Alex.
"Yes. I mean no. I kind of miss you guys too."

"What ever happened to us?" Harry asked.

Oh, like he doesn't know!
"Well, you tell me. You're the one who left us."
The words just fell out of my mouth.

Harry our his fork down and leaned back in his chair, "I was the one? That's bull shit."

"Harry how dumb can you possibly be?" I told him in the nicest way possible, "You became popular and we weren't good enough for you." I explained and took another bite of my pasta, "It's as simple as that."

"That's not true!" He yelled back.

"Actually, it is." Marcel muttered.

Harry looked at Marcel and scrunched his eyebrows together. Then he turned to Edward with the same look on his face,
"Edward?"