Behind the Velvet Curtain
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"Thank you, love. So you're the other show girl Harry hired?" the brunette girl asked taking her drink from the tray.
"Your Eleanor right?" she nodded, fixing the hem of a blondes dress.
"Enjoying your first night?" she asked spraying more hairspray onto a black wig.
"It's been nice." I smiled helping her pin a few feathers on the bodice of a purple dress. This girl never seemed to stop, I wondered how she moved so fast. I watched her take a seat examining one of the girls dancing on stage. The sound of girly chatter catching my attention.
"So your the other girl 'Adore' was telling us about." a blonde said moving to stand in front of me.
"'Adore' was right." a red head chuckled looking me over. "Plain," she added smirking at me.
"No wonder she's only working tables." the blonde laughed harshly.
"Knock it off 'Lace'." Louis spoke looking at her. Choosing to stay quiet I gave him his beer before walking back toward the bar.
"What happened to Harry?" Perrie asked as I grabbed the next tray off the bar.
"Zayn dragged him into the meeting room." I explained heading away again.
The rest of the night I delivered drinks, ignoring the harsh comments from the dancers and the constant looks from men around the club. Every once in a while stealing glances at the green eyed leader.
*Harry's Pov*
There was something about her that drew my interest. There was something about her that made me want to know everything about her. I found myself glancing at her as the night went on, watching how she interacted with everyone around her. Soon the nights shows were over and closing had already begun. Gathering my things from the meeting room I made my way back into the main room. Spotting her, I watched as she slung her purse over her shoulder.
"Need a ride?" I asked coming up beside her. I could see the hesitation in her features before she spoke.
"Sure." she smiled lightly walking toward the door again. Her answer wasn't what I'd expected a moment before. "You coming?" she called back, already walking out the front door. Shaking myself back into motion I caught up to her as she reached the edge of the parking lot.
"This way," I said leading her to my black range rover.
"Nice car,"
"Thanks, so where am I taking you?"
"Black hollow Flats."
"You live close,"
"Yep, What about you?"
"Not far from Hollow actually."
"Where?"
"Knight Flats."
"Well don't you live fancy."
"what does that mean?" I asked stealing a glance at her as we came to a red light.
"Knight Flats are luxurious flats."
"True, but I'm almost never there."
"Let me guess your always at the club,"
"Yeah."
"Is that all you do? Just work and go home?"
"Yeah,"
"You should really get out." she chuckled.
"Well then lets go now." I suggested taking a sharp right turn.
"It's 1 am, nothing's open." she said giving me an odd look.
"Lies, let's find a club."
