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Masquerade [n.h]
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Ongoing, First published Jun 23, 2021
Mature
Masquerade: a false show or pretense.


Putting all the pieces together it finally clicked. How could I have been so stupid, so blind, so oblivious as to what was going on right under my nose.

Stumbling out of my room I grabbed my keys and started towards his apartment. I was fucking furious. Furious that he has been lying to me all this time.

As I approached his door I couldn't help but wonder why? 

I started banging on the door and it wasn't long before he opened it, only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and his head a mess of blondish brown hair. My blood went cold and a chill ran up my spine. I stood there wanting to say something but nothing came out, I should've thought this through. 

"Who the fuck are you Niall Horan?" Were the only words I managed to get out. 

He smirked. 

"Why don't you come in and find out." 

CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT MATURE LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE
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