The Styles Triplets. They all look the same, but are completely different. First, there's the oldest, Harry, who's the popular one. The one with both girls and guys falling at his feet. The one who rules the school with a group of other guys. The Perfect Child, if you will. Next, there's Marcel, the middle kid. The nerd. The one no one knows or cares about. The one with amazing grades and wears suspenders with big, black glasses. The Smart One. Lastly, there's Edward, the youngest. The punk. The one everyone avoids. The one with lip-rings and tattoos. The Rebel. None of them liked each other, they almost never talked to each other and soon enough found themselves never taking to each other again. Until one night when Marcel is hurt... Badly. Thrown to the ground and left die like a piece of trash. On their journey, their bound to talk and soon feel something towards each other that feels so right, but is so wrong. They have to find love soon... Right?