~Met Behind the Masks~

~Epilogue~

~Lauren's POV~

I roll over with a slight crack between my eyelids and the world. "Evaaannn.." I groan. He doesn't respond, so I grab a pillow and smack him in the face with it. "What?" he says, sitting up in a hurry. "You okay?!" I love him too much I swear. I start giggling a little, then reply with "Yeah, but the sun."

He looks at me with a look of shock. "Then get up and do it yourself." I guess I made him mad. "But baaaaaabe," surely he'll give in eventually. "You're lucky I love you." he says, kissing me on the forehead then getting up to fix the curtain. "I'm not tired anymore..." I mumble.

He turns around, obviously aggravated with me. With a sigh, he sits back down on the bed. He leans over and rests his head on my stomach. I run my fingers through his black hair, staring at his back. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." he teases. I smack the side of his head lightly.

"I don't need a picture when I'm living it in the moment," I reply calmly. He turns so his head is facing me and smiles a charming smile. I smile down at him, then lean down to capture his lips in a kiss. His hand travels to my cheek, holding its resting place. "I love you," he mumbles against my lips.

"I love you too." I reply, feeling the kiss a little more. He sits up and pulls my torso closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and let them loosely hang there. His lips move off my lips and down my cheekbone. Eventually, he makes it to my neck, finding my sensitive spot. I rest my head in the crook of his neck, blushing majorly at the tension of this moment.

I feel his hands travel up my shirt, stroking my waist. "Evan.." I manage to get out. He pulls his head off my neck, but keeps his hands in their place. "Yeah?" he whispers back to me. "The others..." I complain, scared that they'll hear us. "So what?" he asks, smiling slightly. "My brother......." I remind him.

He just shrugs and goes back to what he was doing. I smile, just letting him do as he wishes. I guess he's already got a plan.

He eventually removes my shirt completely and stares at my top half. I quickly cover myself up with a major blush, but he just kisses my lips lightly with a smile. I look him in the eyes. I feel safe with him.

I love what he says to make me laugh. I love what he does to help me. To help all of us. I love him, I love that he gave me a family, I love that he took me in, and I especially love his personality. He's kind, he's simple, and he's mine.

But one thing that I can't get through my head is why he chose me. Of everyone else out there, I was the lucky one. I guess you could say that it was fate..with the way we Met Behind the Masks.

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There we go! I added a little "mature" content to make up this late ending ;) Although I suck at sexual tension :3 Hope you ALL enjoyed and stuffs. Sorry it's short, but I didn't wanna go too far with...that..because I don't like writing smut xD See you all next time! Thanks for reading my Laddies <3