Papillon - HS

Chapter 10

Song: Partners in Crime - FINNEAS
The song doesn't fit into any specific scene in the chapter but it I think its fitting with something that happens. I hope you enjoy it :)

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Seattle was about three hours away so we convinced Michael to let us sleep until 9 so we could leave at  9:30. We managed to do everything on a timely manner by having the quickest showers and grabbing breakfast-on-the-go.

"Good job, thought I would have to pull all of you out by the hair," Michael said trough Liam's speaker phone. He then paused for a second and continued talking. "Well, not you Nardini. I would simply tell you to meet us at the buses. You'd listen, no need for violence," he finished.

I flipped what I could from my short hair and showed the boys my tongue. They all gave me an annoyed look and rolled their eyes. Being the only girl had its perks, this being one of them. Michael lowkey preferred me over them and never hesitated on making it known. Well, this was not only because I was a girl, but because I actually followed the rules around here, made everyone's jobs easier while trying to keep my own. 

"That's not very gender equality to me," Niall pointed out which made me snort.

"Fuck off, Niall," I responded, kind of harshly but still joking.

Michael laughed through the phone and instructed Liam to take him off the speaker, giving him directions for today, I suppose.

We arrived to Seattle at about 1 p.m. and went straight to the venue. Normally we would check in at the hotel, rest for a bit and then go over to the venue for soundcheck and the concert but I guess Michael switched it up a bit this time. Niall kept complaining, saying he would die of boredom before soundcheck began. 

I went over to the dressing room assigned to the media and placed down my things. I had a lot of time to spare and did not want to be annoyed by Niall's complaining. I could almost see the boys hitting the back of his head each time he groaned or said he was bored. 

I chuckled at the thought and pulled out my laptop. I decided to enjoy the view during the bus ride so I needed to get the blog post done right now. I loved that I was almost always completely by myself in the dressing room. It gave me all the peace and quiet I craved at times. With a deep breath, I began writing, my ideas flowing into my computer at a quick pace. I had so much fun during last night's concert and was still on a high from everything that had happened these last few days that writing has been so easy to do. 

I think I've never gotten a post done so quickly,  so I smiled proudly at my work. I sent it over and felt my body relax against the couch. I opened my phone and answered my texts. It was mainly my parents asking how I was doing so I began sending them some pictures and giving them the backstory. 

Suddenly, the door to the dressing room swung open and Harry came in, closing it right behind him. He hurried over to where I was, looking around to verify I was alone. I gave him a confused look, not knowing why he was here looking all suspicious.

"Harry, what are yo-" I began but was instantly interrupted.

"Shh, wear this" he said, handing me a handkerchief. 

It was gold with patterned blue lines and soft to the touch, definitely silk. I looked back up at him, trying to get an explanation.

"Hurry, we don't have much time," he said,adjusting the dark sunglasses resting at the top of his head.