Behind the Velvet Curtain

*Harry's Pov*

The look in her eyes when I pulled into the parking lot of a club was new to me. They held excitement, worry, and confusion. I wouldn't expect her to be new to this, she seemed to be that type. You know the girls who could name every bartender and security member, because she'd been there often. Pulling her toward the entrance I heard her giggle. The sound was enough to stop me for a second before continuing. Walking into the club I inhaled the familiar scent of sweat, alcohol, and cheap perfume.

"I didn't expect so many people to be here." she said as she stood gazing at all the dancing bodies.

"Don't tell me you've never been to a night club."

"Never."

"So let me get this straight. You work in a gang run club, but you've never been to a simple night club." I teased as we sat at the bar.

"Exactly," she chuckled. Within a moment a barmaid was in front of us.

"What can I get you?" she asked leaning over the bar toward me, her boobs exposed a little further than before.

"Jack." I answered noticing Lilly rolling her eyes at the redhead. "What about you, love?" I asked trying to pull attention toward Lilly.

"Vodka straight." she smiled at me, though the request didn't get far.

"Your Jack." the redhead smiled flipping her hair over her shoulder. Leaning onto the bar I reached for her name tag, watching her smirk as I ran my thumb over it. "Thanks love, could you get me a vodka straight also?" I said taking advantage of the situation. Watching her nod before going to fulfill my request.

"Oh the power you have over women." Lilly teased sipping my Jack.

"Hey, that's mine." I smirked at her actions.

"You can have it back," she chuckled sliding the glass toward me.

"So tell me-"

"Vodka straight," the girl interrupted again.

"Thanks Alexis,"

"Of course Harry." she smiled surprising me. Choosing to ignore the situation I turned back to Lilly noticing the confusion on her face.

"What was that?" she asked taking her drink. Shrugging in response. "No, you know. So tell me."

"She was a bartender at a night club downtown."

"And?"

"I was there often."

"And?"

"Now I don't go out often."

"Why? You seem to enjoy it."

"This adrenaline rush you get after a few drinks can become addicting. And I'm not bad looking, so the night always ended at a random flat at three in the morning. Soon it affected my work and people around me, so it was time to stop." I sighed taking a much needed drink.

"So what does Alexis' flat look like?" she smiled lightening the mood some.

"It's actually a condo on the other side of town." I teased back. Watching her roll her eyes at the thought. "Since I told you that, tell me how an innocent girl like you got into this job."
"Who said I was innocent?"

"You've never been to a night club."

"So?"

"Have you even had sex before?"

"That's none of your business."

"So thats a no."

"Whatever Harry."

"So pure,"

"Shut up please."

"No, tell me how such an innocent girl got into this work." I stated as another round of drinks were delivered.

"Well I owed some money to a club partner and to pay it all back I agreed to headline a few shows and any money that came from tips and front lines went toward my debt. Soon other clubs wanted me to headline and I was basically sold to the highest bidder." her story was sad, but not uncommon.

"Then why not quit when you had the chance?"

"I love this job, the rush of being onstage and having all eyes on you." she answered, her eyes glazing over with a dreamy effect. Just another sight that drew me further into her.

"Well let me ask, have you ever danced drunk?"

"Nope, and I'm not drunk."

"Well let me change that," I smirked pulling her off her stool and toward the crowd of sweaty bodies.

"Harry-"

"Shush, just enjoy it." considering I'd never danced alone my moves were clumsy and awkward. Though the way she moved her hips had me in a trance. Her hair flowing messily down her slender shoulders, the flowered top rising slightly to expose a minimal part of her stomach. The sudden realization that she wasn't dancing alone. Watching how she moved against the guy I decided not to continue our night. Without a word I pulled her harshly toward the exit.

"What the hell?" she demanded as I started my car.

"It's time to get you home." I chuckled trying to play off my unwanted feelings.

The drive was almost silent as we passed light after light. The steady sound coming from the heater being the only thing keeping me sane. We both sat when I pulled into the lot. Finally making a choice I got out opening her door for her. Walking into the building I instantly noticed the lack of an elevator.

"How many floors up are you?" I asked as we reached the second.

"Top, so thirteen." she sighed.

"That's a lot."

"No need for working out." she chuckled.

By the time we reached her door my lungs felt like they were on fire. '13-D' I repeated in my mind, not wanting to forget it.

"Thanks for tonight," she smiled lightly. Without thought I placed my lips on hers. Pulling back I said my goodbye before almost rushing down the stairs.

~~~~~Lilly's Pov~~~~

The thought of his plump lips on mine didn't seem like a sane wish. My mind raced with questions over last nights events. I enjoyed every second of it. Walking into Daton's I saw him, sitting in the partners black leather booth. Gathering up the much needed courage to face him I watched as he raked his lanky fingers through those messy curls.

"Can I talk to you?" I asked him as I gulped down my fear.

"Forget it, I have things to do." he grumbled pushing past me toward the meeting room.

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