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Taylor Caniff & Shawn Mendes

You prance around your room finding the perfect outfit for Taylor. You both have been dating for 4 months now; however you kept it a secret from your brother, Shawn...who was very overprotected. You hear a knock on the door; secretly hoping it was Taylor.

It wasn't though.
Your brother walks in your room lighting closing the door behind him. "Hey" you say looking at yourself in the mirror. "You are NOT wearing that y/n." he says sternly. "Why not?" you ask angrily. You pout looking down at your floral crop top and jeans. "My friends are perverted, you know that. Now change unless you want to be attacked by them."

"Oh, I'd love to." you mumble to yourself hoping your brother wouldn't hear you. "What?" he suddenly asks turning his shoulder. "Nothing." You say looking back out your window; they were here. You smile just by seeing his orange colored bandana through the tinted windows. "You're basically drooling." You hear Shaw. You grab for a pillow throwing it at the door almost immediately. "Get the hell out of my room." You shout hearing the door slam behind him.
You continue watching out the window seeing all of the boys one by one, Taylor mostly winking gat you from your front yard. You roll your eyes putting a cardigan over your top. You didn't want to be "too revealing" according to Shawn. You then hear screaming and shouting from downstairs, knowing it was the boys. You crouch down the upper stairs listening in. "So, Taylor, wanna explain why my little sister is drooling over you?" you hear Shawn's voice, It wasn't too happy. "Oh was she now?" you look down to Taylor who was smirking. "That's not cool dude." Shawn says again. The boys were all quiet including you. You debated to go downstairs or not, knowing it would be chaos. "Did he not tell you?" you then hear another voice; sounding as if it were Matt's.
You start walking down the stairs as slowly as possible, finally seeing all of the boys. You watch as Taylor shoves Matt. "Tell me what?"
"Nothing, Matt shut your face." You hear him. You then watch as your brother takes Matt's shirt in his hands pulling him up. "Tell me what." Shawn says almost as if he were furious. Taylor pushes him off roughly. "Me and y/n, we're dating okay?"
"Dude, what the fuck." Shawn says stepping closer and closer over to Taylor. "Oh shit." Matt says quietly as he steps behind everyone else. "We knew you'd be pissed."
"She's my fucking sister, you dumbass." Shawn says clutching his fist together. Taylor wasn't scared though. "I'm sorry man..."
That's all Taylor could've said. What else was there to say? You finally step down to the last step, as all of the other boys eye you. You frown looking at them two in the heat of the moment. "You're not going to hurt her."
"Dude, I won't..."
"Exactly, that's why this whole thing needs to end whether you like it or not." Shawn says assertively standing his ground. "You can't do that." Taylor says back. "Yeah I could."
"Shawn, she doesn't her 'big' brother watching her all the time. She's going to grow up eventually, stop being a dick about it and let her have a life." Taylor says. Shawn's eyes glared instantly, raging, feeling the redness rise up to his forehead. He stared at Taylor blankly, then using his fist to punch him under his nose.

Taylor holds his face with his hands, looking down at the blood. He slowly looks back up to Shawn, pushing him down. Punches were being thrown as some boys kept their distance, while others tried to stop it. You for one, walked softly waiting for them to stop. Yelling wouldn't make a difference.
You hear the boys mumble as they start punching on top of each other, to the point where Taylor lost his bandana in the fight.
Blood was splattered everywhere as if it was a crime scene. You finally stand in front of them, placing your feet where they could see it. They both stop looking up at you carefully. "y/n..." they say in sync.

You looked at Taylor's hair. It looked like a birds nest with the bandana off and everything. Shawn was clutched onto his chain as they both looked up at you. "Can you both stop?...Please." you say. You notice the dry blood on Taylor's nose and lip as you run over to the kitchen, getting a wet rag. You find the boys getting off of each other, glancing at one another with death stares. You set Taylor down on one of the couches as you press the towel onto the blood spots.
"Y/N, Don't touch him." Shawn points to you as he struggles to stand. "He's not a parasite."
"You don't really know him...he's going to hurt you." Shawn looked as if it hurt him to say that. "He hasn't for four months now." You say hearing Taylor groan frantically groan in pain. "FOUR?" Shawn stutters. You look around the room, scanning each boys face, they knew. Shawn takes a step forward to you and Taylor. "I swear, if you ever hurt my sister I will..."
"No need for that." Matt then says pulling Shawn away. They all eventually bring him downstairs as you look down to Taylor. You start to play with the frizziness of his hair. "Shit, he hates me now." Taylor frowns. "No, he's just a little pissed" you say. "At least he knows. Now we don't have to keep it a secret." Taylor says with hope in his eyes as you continue wiping him. "Didn't you hear him? We have to 'end' this." You say feeling the tears form. You always listened to Shawn, as he was your big brother. You always obeyed him, for whatever reason. "No." Taylor says grabbing your hand. "We're not ending it, I love you and he can't take that away from us."
You felt guilty at some point. It didn't seem right, but you liked the feeling. You nod your head slightly giggling at how silly Taylor's hair looked. "So, who won the fight?" he asks. "It was pretty close." You say thinking back of how much they beat the shit out of each other. "I think I sprained his ankle." Taylor clenched his teeth together. "Well, he gave you a bloody nose." You say cleaning everything up. "True dat."
"Where's your bandana?" you ask remembering the orange color that laid on the floor. Taylor attempted to shrug his shoulder until you notice Shawn walk up the stairs. He passes both of you, into his bedroom with something familiar. Taylor lets out a deep breath standing up. "I'll be downstairs with the guys." He says pulling you into a hug. You hold him closely as he grabs you in for a kiss. You peck him, pulling back. "Love ya." He laughs before going downstairs.

You then walk over to Shawn's bedroom, barging in. "Shawn?" you ask as he sits down in his chair. You look as he starts to wrap his ankle. "Did he hurt you that bad?" you ask sitting down to help him. "I'm fine though."
"I'm really sorry about all of this." You start to say. "I can't tell you who to date. It's your life not mine." he says concentrating on the bandage. You didn't say anything. Dead silence.
"It'll be hard to accept it, but I guess I'll have to deal with it." He sighs, pulling something from his pocket. It was the bandana that belonged to Taylor. He started to fold it, tying it to his head. "I don't know why you're into this." He starts to chuckle as he looks at himself in the mirror. You stand up smiling to yourself. "Let's go downstairs." He says standing up. He started to limp until you held onto his arm. "Do you need crutches?" you joke. "I could manage."