Masked {One Direction Fan Fiction, ft. Cameron Dallas}

49: Evan

Chapter 49:

Cyndi and Harry both get out of bed and Cyndi stumbles clumsily into the closet and gives me the eye, "Sweatpants?"

"And a sweat shirt," I smile. She furrows her brow, "Elizabeth, I have tons of clothes that you could wear and choose that, why?"

"God, why does it matter?" I hiss.

"Hey yo, calm down," she says giggling. Harry mopes in lazily behind Cyndi. I turn around and notice that the other side of the closet is Harry's clothes. Considering that his wardrobe mostly consisted of very tight skinny jeans, I figured they were Cyndi's but I guess I was wrong.

He skims past us, wearing only boxers, he reaches for a white t-shirt and black jeans, of course. Typical Styles.

"Harry, you could have grabbed your robe and waited for us to leave before you get dressed. I'm sure it doesn't make Elizabeth feel very comfortable." She fake smiles at me apologetically.

"Oh," I mumble, "It's fine."

"Shut up Cyndi, it's not that big of a deal. It's not like I'm naked."

Cyndi clenches her jaw and clears her throat, "What would make me believe that you wouldn't strip in front of a girl? Hell, she saw you naked at your apartment."

He ignores her for a moment and pulls his shirt over his head, "Yea and I've seen her naked before too."

She gasps slightly, she's obviously confused, "When?!"

He smiles at me cheekily but anger flushes his face when he turn back to Cyndi, "When she got out of the shower and I saw her reflection. Jesus Christ, calm the fuck down."

"Guys, stop. I just want to go downstairs and eat." I chime in.

Cyndi crosses her arms and her hip pops outward, "Why do you get so angry with me, Harry?"

"Because you're always screaming at me about the stupidest shit, you can be so annoying some times!" His fingers comb through his messy curls and he begins pulling on his skinny jeans.

She leaves and goes to sit on the bed, holding her face in her hands.

Harry rolls his eyes and gives me a what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-this-chick-look. He groans, "Uhhh, Cyndi. Stop being so overdramatic!"

"I'm not overdramatic."

"Look at yourself, you're practically throwing a tantrum." He glares at her through the doorway.

She looked up at him with tears down her face, "Harry, I don't want to fight with you all the time. I'm sorry if I piss you off. It's just that-"

"What?"

Her small mouth seems to have gone dry from loss of words, she has nothing to say.

I speak up for Cyndi, "Why are you in a good mood one minute and then a different mood within seconds?"

He turns around, frowning at me, and pulls on the collar of his shirt. "Why do you care?"

He walks out of the closet and over to the door, slipping his shoes on. He opens the door and shuts it harshly. Cyndi's eyes crystallize with tears and her face gets pink, "He is so bipolar, why does he treat me like this?" She cries while tears slip down her face.

"I don't know," I whisper, wrapping a comforting arm around her.

"I mean I know he has been through a lot recently, but-"

I squint at her, "What has he really been through that you haven't though?"

She looks at me as if I just ran into a wall, "Do you have no idea what happened?"

"Well no. Not really. I really don't understand I guess. I mean I know that Harry killed the other leader of the gang, but that was his 'mission', right?"

She looks around uncomfortably. "Well.."

My heart starts beating very quickly and adrenaline rushes through my brain, what does she mean?

"Harry didn't kill that guy for no reason," she fiddles with the bed sheets.

"Well obviously, I mean the gang obviously did something to this one."

"No, actually it was a little more personal for Harry," she pulls her legs off up the floor and wraps her frail arms around herself. "You know Gemma, right? Harry's older sister."

"Well yea, I thought she was weird, how she was always so secluded."

"Me too," she started, "she really isn't weird. She was shy, sure. But she wasn't abnormally strange. She was easily manipulated though. Her boyfriend Evan was abusive and she thought that that was how a woman was supposed to be treated. You know how Harry's family was."

"Mhmm.. Yea Evan was that weird kid from my Chemical Science class," I nod, trying to comprehend what she was throwing at me.

"Evan..." She sucks in her lips, "well he raped Gemma. Multiple times."

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"Gemma was deep in depression and she finally told Harry about what was going on," she flicks her head to the side, unveiling her bangs from her eyes, "Okay... Evan was the leader of 'The Dragons'."

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(Btw the character, Evan, is supposed to be Evan Peters. I love him so much but let's make him an evil character yes?)

Hope you guys enjoyed (and sorry I haven't updated in like a month opps) ily :) ~C