Behind The Black Door

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Virginie's Point of View

September 26th

The show was amazing and far the most incredible experience I have lived in my life.  But immediately before the show ended, Sophia dragged me to the exit where the boys would join us to leave the arena as quickly as possible before the fans blocked all the ways out.

I wait for Harold next to Sophia, but Liam comes first and takes her away from me.  I stand alone as seconds later, he comes to me and takes my hand to guide me to his car.  We are still wearing our wet clothes, he did not take the time to take his fresh one from the dressing room.  It's fine by me, he's hot whatever he's wearing.

We get into the car and follow security outside.  It's pitch black outside and fans are already there by hundreds.  They are quick!  They must have left the show early to get there.  There are a lot of flash and it gets hard to look in front of us.

"Wear these, it helps."  Harold offers me the pair of sunglasses I wore that morning.

I do as he asks and he does the same.  I can see he's a bit tense as he has a firm grip on his wheel.  I slide a hand on his thigh and he automatically laces his fingers between mine.  He relaxes a bit.

It takes 20 minutes to get out of the crowd and then Harold returns to his goofy self.

"Did you have a nice time tonight?"  He asks grinning quickly at me before looking at the road again.

"It was one of the best days ever.  Thank you!  You really didn't have to do that..."  I respond gratefully.

"I wanted you here tonight, I wanted you to meet my friends...  Did you have fun with Sophia?"  He asks seriously.

"Yeah, she is so nice and beautiful!  I was a little intimidated but she really made me feel at ease when we got to talk alone together."

"What did you talk about?"  He says knowingly of the answer.

"You..."

"Me..?  What did you say?"  He asks curiously dimpling me to tell him.  His dimples are killing me and he knows it.

"Nothing much...  Just the obvious."  I answer leaving him clueless.  He's funny to watch.  "I met Lou too today, she's really friendly."

"I noticed.  Your hair was beautiful, you look really classy and nerdy with your sweater!"  He jokes at me.

"What!?  May I remind you that I was kidnapped, I didn't get the chance to dress properly!" I complain with a huge smirk on my face.

"I think you look sexy in these clothes even half soaking wet." He winks at me.

I laugh and look through the window, I don't want him to see me blush.  But the further I look around, the less I recognize the horizons.

"Harold? Where are we going?" I say a bit worried.

"Like you said, I kidnapped you!"  He laughs and opens my window.  "Can't you smell?"

I take a sniff and it reminds me so many memories.  He clicks a button and his massive black garage door opens.  We met here like two weeks ago.  He drives into his driveway and closes the door behind the car.  

His house is huge and I don't know how to feel about him wanting me home with him.  I decide to enjoy the moment, but still be a good girl and respect my boundaries.  

I get out of the car and he takes my hand to lead me in.  He unlocks the door and we head inside.  He lights up the rooms surrounding us and I stay in the hall completely speechless.  He brought me home with him...  His house is really beautiful, I didn't think it would be decorated like this, but I'm loving it.  I take off my shoes and my sweater to dry it off a bit.  At least, I was bright enough to wear a camisole under but it's also wet.  I lay my wet sweater on the back of the dinning room chair and Harold comes at me, removing his boots.

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