Masters of Disguise

Realizing

Okay guys, first I have to apologize for taking so long. I kind of lost inspiration to continue this story but thanks to my friends I found it back! Hopefully I'll be able to post the next chapter soon. I'm also sorry for how short this chapter is. but I hope you enjoy it this is the party scene part 2.

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The air is thick with tension. Zayn's face looks red with anger like he going to blow up any minute. Harry's face looks slightly annoyed like he had no choice but to come here. He wearing a plain black shirt with tight black pants and brown boots, his hair is messy like he ran his fingers through his hair multiple times. Harry's eyes never leave Zayn's. I feel like it's the few moments before a war where the battle is quiet and everyone is waiting for the first fire to be shot.

"What are you doing here?" Zayn growls, breaking the silence

The corners of Harry's lips turn into a smirk, "Isn't it obvious I came to party!"

"Your. not. welcome"

Harry puts his hand over his heart like he's hurt and sticks is bottom lip out like a child, "I'm not, well why not?" Harry ask although I feel like he knows the answer to that question

"You know damn well why!"

Harry takes a step inside, his face goes back to the annoyed look, "Look, I didn't come here to crash your fucking party and from the looks of it it's a weak ass party"

This isn't a weak party I thought it was a good party with the exception of Dillon. If this party is weak I wonder what kind of party he goes to. I look behind me and see that everyones attention is towards the war. No one dares saying anything.

"I heard that Chris was at this party" Harry states

Everyone starts whispering behind me, trying to still sound quiet. I don't understand what's the big deal?

Zayn turns around looking for Chris, "Has anyone seen Chris?"

"I think I saw someone go upstairs with someone who looks like Chris" a girl voice rings through the house

Harry pushes his way through the crowd and runs upstairs and Zayn follows. My curiosity takes control and I follow Zayn up the stairs. Harry then bangs on every door upstairs.

"Hey!" a males voice booms.

Harry and Zayn exchange a glance before they both pound on the door making it shake. The door swings open to Chris who has nothing on but boxers that hang low on his waist. There's no time for Chris to make an expression before Harry pushes him against the wall. Zayn walks into the bedroom to find a girl in the bed but not just any girl. This girl happen to be Zayn's girlfriend, Rebecca.

"Rebecca!"

Her expression is nothing but pure shock not knowing what to do. Zayn turns to Chris who is still pressed against the wall. Zayn fist comes in contact with Chris jaw making him tumble to the floor.

"What the fuck?!" Harry backs up

"Look" Zayn point to Rebecca who is now standing outside the door.

Harry turns his attention to Chris still on the floor rubbing his jaw from the punch. Harry grabs his shirt and throws him on the wall.

"What the fuck, Chris? This is the second time this has happen" he barks

The second? There was a first? What happen the first time?

Zayn stands behind Harry and Chris his breathing has increase and his shoulders move up and down. Eric, Dillon, and three more buff strong guys stand behind Zayn as back up.

"You better leave, you are no longer welcome" Zayn states

"Not like you were welcome anyway" I hear a voice behind me.

Harry lets go of Chris and turns to Zayn and his gang behind him,"Gladly didn't want to be here anyway" he turns to Chris. Chris brushes himself off and walks downstairs and out the door.

Zayn turns to Rebecca who is wrapped in bed sheets, "You are no longer welcome either" he says with no hint of emotion

"Zayn, please" she begs wrapping her arms around him

"Leave" he pushes her away

I turn and walk downstairs to find Liam when I hear footsteps behind me. I turn and see a smirk, "Woah, freshman got friends"

I roll my eyes. Unbelievable even after all of this- which I'm still confused on- he still has time to pick on me.

"I thought I told you to leave" Zayn snarls

"Calm down princess, just wanted to say goodbye to my friend", Friend? I hope he's not talking about me. We're not even acquaintances! Then Harry wraps his arms around me and squeezes. I freeze not knowing what to do. Harry let's go and walks out of the house, nothing more said.

"Are you okay?" Zayn walks up to me

I'm taken back," I'm fine, but it's not about me. It's about you, are you okay?"

He sighs and walks to the Kitchen with me following behind him, he leans on the counter and crosses his arms,"I just can't believe this is the second time this has happen to me"

I know it's not my time to ask what happen the first time, so I say the first thing that pops in my head,"You deserve someone better"

He looks at me and shrugs like it's not true. It's at that moment that I realize Zayn may seem like a tough guy on the outside but there is a softer side inside. And it's then that I realize that I have fallen for him.

"No." I walk closer to him and grab his hand, "No, don't shrug. You deserve someone. Someone who is going to love you and only you. Someone who cares deeply for you. Someone who only see you! She's out there", I don't know if I'm that someone, but even if I'm not he does deserve that one.

He looks down at our hands intertwine and looks up to me. And it's like he's reading through me, past the part of me liking him. I feel like he can read my past.

I can't let that happen.

I look down and wrap my arms around him. I hear him sigh, "Who are you Alex?"

I close my eyes and bury my faces in his chest not wanting him to find out who I am, not wanting him to find out my past.