NEW YEAR, NEW LIFE

Chapter 5, You owe me

After drying my long, straight, brown hair, I squeeze into a pair of light denim jeans, matching it with white high-top converse and a yellow singlet. I put on a thin coat of concealer under my eyes to hide the heavy bags draping from them and a few brushes of mascara through my eyelashes to make my brown eyes stand out. After making myself semi-presentable, I grab my key, say goodbye to Nina, then head for 32 Johnsons Drive, Burleigh heights.

As I drive to meet up with Xavier, I can't help think of what he may want to talk about. What is there to discuss? How is he going to handle all of this? Where the hell is Johnsons Drive? "You have arrived at your destination." The GPS lady's voice interrupts my thoughts.

As I pull up to the driveway, I see a gorgeous white mansion with a brick tiled roof, right on the bay's edge. In the centre of the massive driveway, lays a water fountain of a lady pouring water into the pond below. Parked just outside the house are two convertibles. One red, one black which makes my little Getz look like a granny car. Not that it didn't look like a granny car before, but parked next two these two makes it look worse.

As I walk up the marble stair, I admire the tall white columns that run from the top of the house all the way to the stone porch that looks as though wraps around the entire house. As I approach the door I spot a little grey button. Assuming it's the doorbell, I press down on it, instantly hearing a sweet symphony. Not long after, the door begins to swing open and I prepare myself to be faced, Xavier.

"Well, hello gorges. Hasn't God blessed me today with such beauty."

Only, it wasn't Xavier.

"Harry?"

"Do I know you?" He asks, raising one eyebrow. "have we slept together?"

"Charming," I reply with a slight giggle.

"Sorry, I'm on holidays, which means a lot of wild nights, which means a lot of drinks, which mean a lot of girls with a side of not remembering anything from the night before."

"Ah, no." I laugh. "You let me and my friend Nina into a club last night."

"Ah, now her I remember. Nina. Great gal. You? Not so much. Sorry."

"That's alright. Understandable as we only met for like 3 seconds." I reply. "I'm actually here to see Xavier. Is he here?"

"Oh, so you must be the mystery girl. I've heard a lot about you." He smirks. "You're in luck because your prince charming is right through these doors."

Harry Opens the door wider, holding out an arm, welcoming me into the mansion. As I walk deeper into the house I am welcomed with a spacious, beautiful foyer with a pair of staircases surrounding a path that leads deeper into the house. "He should be in the lounge room." I continue to follow Harry as he leads me to Xavier. I gaze around the mansion, spotting so many wonderful things. Colourful paintings. Fragile Vases. Grand clocks. Beautiful Furniture. Houses like these make me wonder why people live in them and not make them into a museum. They seem too fancy for anyone to live in. Even those with money. As we enter the lounge room I spot Xavier pacing back a forth on the phone. By the tone of his voice, I can only assume he is inquiring someone about the photos. He looks up spotting me, his voice slowing down as he speaks 'I'll call you later.' into the phone.

"Reign," Xavier says, slowly lowering his phone from his ear.

"You, my friend, are very much welcome." Harry interrupts.

"For what?" Xavier replies.

"I was the one who granted this fine lady entrance to the club last night. If it wasn't for me, you would not have met such beauty." He says gesturing to me up and down.