masquerade:(noun)

a false show or pretence. "I doubt he could have kept up the masquerade for long"-synonyms: pretence, deception, pose, act, front, facade, disguise, dissimulation, cover-up, bluff, subterfuge, play-acting, make-believe; informal put-on "I doubt if he could have kept up the masquerade for much longer."

(verb) pretend to be someone one is not. "a journalist masquerading as a man in distress" -synonyms: pretend to be, pose as, pass oneself off as, impersonate, disguise oneself as, simulate, profess to be; rare personate. "a journalist masquerading as a man in distress."

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One day later

Joe

I was sleeping peacefully until a muffled voice began to speak and I felt someone sit on my bed.

My eyes fluttered open to reveal my brother staring at me. His face wore a concerned expression, lips in a straight line and his brows furrowed but that soon changed when he saw me awake. His eyes widened as I softly spoke, "L-Luke?"

His blue eyes brightened yet he held a saddened look. "Sis!" He cried out, leaning down he engulfed me in his arms. "Fuck Joe, I was so bloody worried about you."

When he pulled away, his hands remained on my shoulders. "Where's Harry?" Was the first few words I spoke.

"Doesn't matter where he is, you need to forget about him cuz we have more important things." His voice is strong and I can tell he's angry by the tone of his voice. He stood up, hands leaving my shoulders as he brushed them through his hair. "I need to tell you something, you're not gonna like it."

"What it is?"

His eyes met mine until he turned his head and said, "Henry's back."

"W-what? how? Wasn't he in jail?"

"I don't know how! He's just back! He already tried to kill you, twice." Luke groaned, his hands forming fists. "First he poisons you then he tries to-ugh! I was powerless to stop him! And now Harry's gone and done this!" His eyes suddenly widened and mouth gaps open.

The mention of Harry's name has me sitting up and my eyes narrowing at Luke. "Harry? What's he done?"

"Joe-"

"No! Tell me!"

A loud sigh falls from Luke's lips. "He was seen leaving a restaurant last night, he wasn't alone. He had dinner with some redhead model and took her back to his place."

Regardless of the pain, I feel in my chest, I fight the urge to cry and just reply with, "Why would that bother me? Luke, Mr Styles and I shared one night together, a night neither of us remember. I'm not his girlfriend, nor do I plan on becoming it." To stop my lips trembling, I bring my bottom one between my teeth and squeeze my eyes closed.

But when I reopen them, Luke is already fucking staring at me. "Who are you trying to convince?"

"What?"

"Sounds to me like you like this fella, but-" He walks back to my bed and sits on the edge. "-look, sis, he doesn't deserve you not after the stunt he pulled last night."

"Would you stop being so overprotective!? I'm fine, Harry can go and screw as many girls he pleases and it still won't bother me! He might've taken my virginity and tattooed me, but that's it. I don't feel a fucking thing for him! And-"

I freeze when Luke uses the pad of his thumb to remove an escaped tear I hadn't even realised fell. "Joe, don't cry over this bastard."

"Can I be alone?" My question shocks him but Luke nods and leans down, leaving a kiss on my forehead. "I'm sorry Luke."

"Don't be, just get some rest yeah? then we'll talk about Harry and Uncle Henry." This time I nod my head. "I love you, little sis, never forget it."

"Love ya too bro." I watch as Luke flashes me a smile before exiting my room. The second the door closes I sigh and tears rapidly fall down my cheeks.

I roll on my side and cover my face with my hands. Sobs escape my lips but are muffled by the skin of my hands.

"She doesn't want to see anyone ... Look, mate, I don't give a fuck what you say ... no, I fucking told you-"

My brothers' voice stops when the door swings open. I hear it close then hear footsteps approaching me, they stop just next to the bed before the bed dips.

"Why are you here?" I find myself asking. I didn't have to look to know who it is because I can smell his scent. "Please leave, I have nothing to say to you."

I hear a sigh fall from those kissable, pink, plump lips. He says two short and simple words, then leaves. "I'm sorry."

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Two Days Later...

I was finally discharged from the hospital. Luke helped me into mums house and sat me on the sofa.

It's been two days since I last seen or heard from Harry. He had been spotted around London with that same red-haired girl, there was even a picture of him holding her hand and another showed him kissing her cheek.

Mum walked through the front door and when she saw me, tears formed in her eyes and she soon engulfed me in a hug. "Joe, thank goodness you're finally here."

"Mum," I chuckled but she continued to cry. They weren't happy tears either, "Mum? What's wrong?"

Luke entered the lounge room and leant against the doorframe as Mum sat beside me. "What's going on?"

Our mother looked between us before swallowing then a few sobs escaped her throat.

"Mum?"

"It's your dad," My heart began to rapidly beat in my chest and I felt tears prick in my eyes. "I just got off the phone from his own boss back in Australia,"

Luke walks over to us and knelt in front of mum, "And? What Mum?"

"He's gone,"

My eyes met Luke's and then my mothers, "What do you mean, gone? Where?"

Mum wiped tears from her cheeks but they kept falling, her lips trembled and hands shook.

"Your father is dead, he was murdered by your uncle three months ago."

"I don't understand? how is that possible? We just moved here." Luke's own eyes began to water.

Something inside my mind clicked, "You're saying Uncle Henry took dads place and moved us here? he pretended to be our dad?"

My mum nodded her head, "Yes,"

And then the front door swung open, slamming against the wall causing the windows to shake.

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A/N: I hope you guys don't mind about the plot twist

On another note, I started a Louis Tomlinson fanfiction. (Check it out on my profile, details below)

SOS Fernando 16+

Earth: 2076 - in Which two different beings become obsessed with each other.

Fernando are Immortal Shapeshifters and Gods amongst men.

S.O.S are Humans with Supernatural abilities.

Some humans were born with supernatural abilities such as telekinesis, telepathy, and can use energy from any light source to fuel energy balls or blasts. These humans are called S.O.S.

The world is under the Fernando control.

Only S.O.S humans can stop them.

But the Fernando government wiped them out.

However, one survived.

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This is the story of Livia and a forbidden love.