The Styles Triplets Part 2: The Triplets go to College

Chapter Four

Veronica's POV

Harry isn't understanding and I think I'm about to go insane. I probably already am insane because he literally has no clue as to what I am telling him. I'm going to cry if he doesn't remember what happened last night.

"None of that ever happened," he almost laughs, "I didn't get up last night. I never heard you scream or witness you beating Marcel. I'm sure the entire bus would have woken up to you screaming."

I shake my head and try to wonder what the hell is going on. I'm so lost, I don't know what's wrong with me anymore. Could it be that Marcel lied to me? But how could he? Why would he? He cried right in front of me after telling me all of that. Could it be?

"Marcel," I repeat, "no, Harry, No!"

"What?" Harry panics, "what?"

"I'm loosing him," I push my hair back, "I'm loosing him. He's going crazy."

"I think you're going crazy," he says, "what is going on?"

"His disorder! His disorder is kicking in," I pat his chest, "he's loosing it. I knew none of that happened, I knew something about what he said wasn't right. Harry his disorder is kicking back in."

"But the doctors said he was supposed to be fine now," Harry frowns, "it was a short term thing, 6 months to be exact but you came back and he's been fine ever since. It's impossible."

"I don't know, but we have to talk to him," I bite my nails, "not now because he's about to head for bed, tomorrow, after the tour."

"But we still have another day after that and I don't want him to be bummed the rest of the trip," he says, "how about when we get back home. That way our parents can be there and we can all have like a little intervention."

"He's not that crazy," I tell him, "but okay."

"He'll be fine," Harry grasps my shoulders. I really hope Marcel will be okay, I love him too much.

Marcel's POV

"Veronica?" I look around the suite and she's no where to be found, "Love where are you?"

I've just finished my shower and I'm still in a towel. Veronica said she was going to get my night wear from the suitcase and leave it on the sink counter but it wasn't there. She's not in the suite and I'm worrying.

I decide to change into my night wear and see if she's in Olivia and Harry's suite. She could be in the lobby as well, maybe getting a milk, but she could have ordered room service? I overthink this too much, I'm just going to go find her.

I slip on my slippers and head out to look for her. By my surprise I see her in the hallway with Harry. He's grabbing her shoulders and I try my best to keep hidden.

"When we get back home we'll announce it," he says and my heart beats fast. Announce what?

"I just hope no one gets upset, especially Marcel," Veronica sighs, "he'll be so heartbroken once he hears the news."

"He'll be okay," Harry tells her, "I'm sure he'll understand and do his best to get over it. He's going to have to learn to live with it, we just can't be too hard on him either."

"Yes but especially coming from us," she sounds scared, "I'm so nervous."

What are they talking about. I don't even want to think of everything this could mean. My heart is hurting and I don't know what to do.

"Well I'm going to head back to Ed," Harry says.

"What about Olivia?" Veronica questions.

"She's not staying with me tonight," Harry shrugs, "things took a wrong turn. I'll explain tomorrow."