Chapter 8
(Part 1)
It still amazed me that there wasn't security outside the door, waiting to pounce and arrest us for trespassing.
I knocked on the door for Lucy, as she was too scared.
The weather was a little better, due to the skies opening and rain falling on Friday. The snow had been completely washed away from the street, and a few shreds of ice were left on the fence where we waited just a few days ago.
I could hear shuffling inside, and a few voices. Max's voice was loudest, but still not loud enough to hear actual words.
A few minutes (and yes, it took minutes) later, the door swung open, and we were face to face with a smiling, if not slightly red-faced, Jay.
"Sorry guys, just had to do a bit of Jayne-convincing." He rubbed the back of his head nervously. "She wasn't sure about letting two 'strange fans' into the house." He did air quotations.
We laughed nervously.
"But we can come in..." Lucy hesitated, "...Right..?"
"Of course!" Jay grinned, stepping back. "Hurry though, otherwise there'll be a story in the paper about two strange girls going into The Wanted's house. Next week, the two strange girls will turn into two stripper-prostitutes and our house will turn into a porn factory." He laughed, and we joined in, rushing through the door. The rush was more because we didn't believe we'd actually get in unless we hurried more than hiding from any snooping paparazzi.
Once in, Jay shut the door, and I glanced around.
Nothing had changed, apart from a few homely additions; a picture of Max's nan and grandad on the mantle, an antique light on a side table next to the couch. The house was temporary, so the boxes that lay near the stairs were still there, a few items of clothing strewn over the edges.
Jayne was nowhere in sight, but Max was lay by the fire with Elvis and Siva was watching some sort of anime (Howl's moving castle from the looks of it). A whirring came from the kitchen.
"Jayne, Nath and Tom have gone out to an interview." Jay said, coming to join us. "You're welcome to do anything you want in the house, but Jayne says, and I quote, 'if you even try to cut a lock of our hair off, or sniff our boxers, you're out.'" I laughed, knowing that she wasn't joking.
"I'd like to see Tia?" Lucy squeaked. Jay smiled at her warmly.
"Of course you can." He took her hand (making her flush pink) and led her up the stairs. I watched them leave, smiling at Lucy turning shy in a heartbeat.
I would have stood around awkwardly if Max hadn't glanced up and beckoned me over. I stumbled over to the rug infront of the warm fire and collapsed next to the great dog. I must admit, dogs were a weak point of mine, so I subtly shuffled away from Elvis as he snorted.
"You a cat person, then?" Max asked, noticing my wary behaviour.
"I'm a Giraffe lover." I said, heating up slightly. Max laughed, showing my his white teeth.
"Why do you have to be difficult?" He sighed. "'Chelle is a dog person, like me."
"I know." I smiled. "You bought her a chihuhua."
"I did." He smiled warmly, gazing at Elvis lovingly as he stroked his fur. "So why are you scared of dogs?"
"My aunt's dog tried to attack me when I was 6." Max raised his eyebrows.
"Wow." He huffed.
"Well... when I say attack..." I looked down. "It jumped on me because it was excited to see me."
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