Antagonist

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I hear the low chattering and feel my body vibrating, it's calm. Opening my eyes, I see the back of a seat. I cover my mouth by the back of my hand while yawning.

I furrow my brows when I feel my head pressed to someone's shoulder. Lifting my head, I see Harry sitting next to me.

How did I got in bus?

"You awake." Harry says with a sweet small smile, eyes meeting mine. I nod gently. Why was I sleeping on his shoulder? How?

"If you're thinking about how you got in bus. I got you here, don't think too deep." I tilt my head and look down on my lap, toying with my fingers.

"Evelyn, I need some sort of answers." Harry mumbles. "What answers?" I furrow my brows and look into his direction, he nods gently as if he's saying, it's no big deal.

"I was like-once in a party, and there was a girl...who was wearing pink mask and a Cinderella's dress." I bite the inside of my cheek and turn my head to avoid eye contact.

"So?" What's he on?

"I wanna meet her again, but I don't know where she is. I've been trying to find her." I hear him sigh heavily.

What is he doing? Why is he saying this to me? Why is he searching for me? What if he'll ask zayn or liam? Fucking hell! I can't let that happen! They'll tell him the truth. I tilt my head and look into his direction. Clearing my throat, I ask. "Did you ask anyone about her?" I press my chin on my knuckle.

"I'll ask liam." My eyes widens, he turns his head searching for him. "I know her!" I don't want him to ask liam. Liam doesnt knows if I wanna let harry know or not. He'll might tell truth.

"You know!?" Why is he grinning?

"...yes." I swallow the lump of my throat and nod.

"Who's she?" I open my mouth to answer, but I can't think of any better answer right now. What should I say now?

"M-y friend?" Yep. My answer's tone reveals question more likely.

Smirk then grin makes me shake my head. I'm not gonna tell him now. 'yep. I'll make her meet you.' No. Harry. I can't make me meet you.

"What's her name?" I dart my eyes in surrounding. They shows in movies that they make up names, by something around them, as the hero did in the movie, named, 'Down With Love' but my luck isnt as cool as his was. I can't find clue to make name! Mango? "Maria." Harry chuckles, chewing on his lower lip. Why is he reacting like this!? Maria is a name, isn't it?

"She didn't look like Maria." His features shows amusement. "What do you mean 'she didn't look like Maria'?"

"She looked like, her name should have been...Evelyn? She looked pretty much like you." He shrugs, darting his eyes down my figure. I shake my head and turn my head to look out of the window and see cars and bikes passing by.

He nudges my arm, calling for my attention. "Where is she from?" I furrow my brows and the only answer I have is. "France." He widens his eyes. Wot? Can't a girl be from France?

"She doesn't even speaks English." Maybe this is the good reason, he'll not ask me any further about her. I again turn my head and look over the road.

"That's why she wasn't speaking at all!" He says in epiphany, I shrug.

But why did I hear grin in his voice?

"So how's she your friend then?" I swallow the lump of my throat and only answer now I have is. "Shut up harry; I dont wanna talk right now, I wanna enjoy the view." Even it's just car, bike, bus...

"Its important for me to meet her!" I turn my head to look at him with confusion.

"Because I wanna tell her something important." I'm more curious now. "What's it?"

"Not you, I wanna tell her." He sighs with head shake. I shrug because I can't help anymore.

Whole ride passes by answering his questions. Questions like; where did you meet her? Why weren't you with her in party? Is she single? When will she come back? Does she use Instagram? What's her ID? Why dont you call her now?

And God knows so many questions. After each of my answers, he was grinning or chuckling. He almost giggled, when I said, she's not interested in your type of guy.

What's wrong with harry today? He's different.

Getting out of bus I take a relieved breath, that he isnt asking anymore questions. And we're back to where we were in morning. It's 9 at night.

Sinan yawns and leans his back against the bus, crossing his arms over his chest, he closes his eyes. "Wake up!" I lightly, but not too light, smack the bag in my hand to his chest, he grunts and stretches his arm out to catch me, I take step back with giggle. "I just wanna go to bed now." He mumbles again crossing his arm over his chest.

"The driver will start driving and you'll fall." I chuckle on my own joke. But it's actually a fact. He grunts and pushes himself off the bus and wraps his arm around me to rest his cheek against my head. "Get off me, giant panda!" He's literally putting all his weight on me. "I'm not that heavy, Evelyn." He mumbles, I roll my eyes and wrap my arms back around him. I've had good sleep in bus, but I'm sure sinan was talking to people the whole time and didn't slept.

"You can sleep in hotel if you want." I hear Harry's mumble from my back, sinan pulls off me with another yawn. "You sure, buddy?" I turn my body facing harry, he nods. "Whoever is exhausted could sleep, it's every year's rule, just for a night." Harry shrugs with mumble, I press strip of my bag on my shoulders, people are already walking towards the hotel. Today was actually really exhausting.