Styles Triplets

Saturnity Atheneum was a beautiful library which seemed to have every book in existence. The bookshelves stretched up for three floors, and there were round desks with lamps with burgundy hexagon lampshades resting on them. Saturnity Atheneum was so serene, so quaint despite it's hugeness. You either came here to study, or to read, anything else was considered disrespectful to how long the huge brick building stood. There was a giant skylight above, allowing the light to pour in.

This was a place for the innocent literary obsessed souls who couldn't find joy at their own library.

So why the hell is Harry Styles here?

After her time with him earlier that day, she thought she wouldn't see him until the next day. He had a book in his hand, and when he saw Kat the stupidest, most smug smirk grew on his face.
He walked over to her. "Hey there sweetheart."

"Shhhh." She said, putting a finger to her mouth. "No talking in the library." She whispered.

"Really?" He asked loudly, ignoring the many people who shushed him.

She glared at him. "I know you're trying to be funny or whatever but seriously dude, they'll kick you out." The thought almost brought a smile to her face.

"I doubt they will." He said nonchalantly. "My family practically owns this library."

"Just because you own something doesn't mean you can be rude to it." She told him.

"I said practically." He defended.

"Are you gonna read a book or bother the people here?" She whispered.

He grinned. "I can squeeze both into my schedule."

She rolled her eyes. "What book did you get?"

"It's called Carrie. I saw the 2013 movie but that's about it."

Her eyes widened. "Are you sure you can handle Carrie? It's a pretty scary book."

"I'm a big boy. I can handle a little girl with blood dumped on her." He looked her up and down.

"Why don't you wear that dress more often? It's...very interesting."

She blushed and looked away. "You can just get that idea out of your head right now."

"Why? Wouldn't you like to have sex with a guy who has..." He thought about it.

"Class? Yeah."

"I was going to say experience, but class works too."

She started walking towards the exit and unfortunately, he found the need to follow her. She opened the doors and reached into her purse for her phone, about to ask her mom for a ride when Harry grabbed her wrist.

She looked up at him. "May I help you?"

"Let me give you a ride home."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Okay, but you have to promise that you'll take me straight home and you won't flirt with me on the way."

"Wouldn't dream of it, biscuit."

She paused. "What did you just call me?"

"Biscuit."

She jerked her wrist out of his grip. "Where's your car?"

He beckoned her towards a sleek black sports car. Her mouth dropped and she inched towards it with a goofy grin on her face.

"Is that your car?" She whispered.

"A McLaren." He shrugged.

"Sounds Irish." She muttered and he chuckled.

She got in the passenger's seat and was shocked at the warmth and comfort of the seat. Harry got in the driver's seat and started up the car.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

She looked at him. "Yeah but...straight home. Remember?"

"I lied." He grinned before speeding off down the street.

***
Rise & Shine Cafe was a popular cafe downtown. Harry parked outside and got out of the car. On the outside of Rise & Shine there was a huge sign of the sun drinking a cup of coffee. Kat followed him into the cafe. The inside is spacious with many paintings on the walls and round tables where many wannabe hipsters sat. Currently there was a poetry reading as a girl with long blonde hair poured her soul out while passionately saying a poem she wrote.

Harry cut many people in line and ordered two coffees and two croissants. The people grit their teeth in annoyance and frustration, but none of them seemed willing to say anything. Kat wondered how many times he'd done this before.

He handed her the cup of coffee and even though she didn't like coffee, she kept it down and took a bite of the warm, buttery croissant gratefully.

"Thank you." She said.

He frowned. "Don't chew with your mouth open. That's disgusting. And..." His eyebrows furrowed and he grabbed a napkin, wiping her face furiously. "Jesus Christ, where you raised in a barn?"

She stared up at him, wide-eyed. "I...you...who knew you had manners?"

"Who knew you ate like an animal?" He shot back. "And don't tell anyone I just did that."

"I doubt they'd believe me." She said. "So...you like this place?"

He smirked. "Me and Edward used to come here all the time together. Same with Saturnity Atheneum. When we were ten, me and Marcel used to love that place."

"Why did you stop going together?" She asked.

He shrugged, "We grew apart. He seemed to develop the mentality that me and Edward hate him, and over the years, me and Edward started to hate each other. I guess when two people are too alike, they begin to develop a distrust and dislike in each other."

"You don't hate your brothers, do you?" She asked.

He shook his head. "I could never."

"Have you ever tried showing them that you love them?"

Suddenly something dawned on him and he ran a hand through his hair. "I have to go."

He started towards the exit and Kat followed. "Wait, what's wrong?"

He whipped around. "I just...for a second there...." He shook his head and turned back around, exiting the shop. "Don't follow me."

Kat watched from the window as he climbed into the car and sped off, leaving her there alone.

Of course she had to text Ari and Nessa about it.

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