Danielle | GXG |

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DANIELLE H--7

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Danielle,

In the world of trickery we live in,

It's hard to find friends who actually,

Genuinely care.

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"IT'S SANTA CLAUS!" A cheery voice comes from the living room.

"That's RM and Howard." Danielle gets up from her spot, dusting herself and gives me a once over, smirking slightly. "You look like shit."

"Hey," I pout, "you just made me happier and now you're telling me I look horrible!"

"So you want me to lie to you?" She's right but she could've put it in a lighter way to not make me feel worse; words do hurt sometimes, of course - not everyone is Titanium.

"Sorry. I'm kind of joking. Your makeup is smudged and all but you still look as beautiful as ever?" That's it... I guess I feel much better now, "damn, you're so cute, especially when you smile like that." Danielle compliments me and that brings an even brighter smile on my face as we open the door and see our Santa Claus.

Howard and RM have huge plastic bags of God knows what inside them, RM is sat down on the floor, staring at the ceiling whilst Howard is stood still, directly facing us. Did the man work in the Military back in the day?

The bags. What on earth will we do with all of these bags? Howard already took the mattress for us, helped us with signing for the house and has now bought us these things... he's so generous. Oh, and with the couch!

"Thank you guys so much! What could I ever do to owe you back?" I stared up at the bald man as he shook his head ever so softly (no hair shaking like I've become quite accustomed to), looking me straight in the eyes quite sympathetically. "Nothing. Danielle has done a lot for me — us." He gestures to the long limbed RM that's of course in a world of his own.

"Yeah, thanks, Baldy. Where are the mattresses and the couch?" Danielle questions, her hands deep in a bag as she feels to see what's inside.

Howard's face scrunches you in slight annoyance and he shakes his head thoughtfully.  "In the Van. We'll bring them after we unpack these things."

"Van?" I question, I would've truly thought Howard drove something like a limo as Danielle said he had so much money. "Yeah, a Van. It was the only way I could transport all your things."

"No! I said we could've used the Range Rover, Howie!" RM's medium toned groaning came into play as stared at Howard in annoyance with an aloof gaze. "Howie? Just like that guy in America's Got Talent?" That made me snigger a bit, and now I realised that him and Howard shared quite the resemblance.

I picked up a heavy bag, placing it on the counter and started pulling out the items which where actually all sorts of food: mozzarella, cheddar, Hershey snacks, along with all sorts of fruit and two semi-skimmed milks.

So thoughtful of them.

"Yeah, that shitshow. We went on there once, to perform-" Danielle started off, bringing two bags and started unpacking them.

"Why all of you?" I brought another back to the counter and watched as RM and Howard too began unpacking; teamwork haha. I knew that Danielle was most likely a guitarist - I mean she did say she came here to pursue her music career and she carries that mighty guitar around with her.

Howard looks like he served in the military back in the day or works for the FBI... or maybe he does magic? Most of those magicians that go on there have this almost mysterious aura around them - from what I can see on the TV.

RM kind of looks like the people I would see on the dusty streets of Nasedo beside the corner shops, the ones who would have cigarettes between their coal filled fingers with their dark nails and would thieve in the night, finding all sorts of designer clothes so they could show off in the morning, and work in mines in the morning.

Oh no, I'm being quite judgemental... Be quiet brain!

"We're a band." Howard says and RM bobs his spiky hair forward but says nothing. "Yes, we've been a band since..." Danielle starts off and Howard helps her, "December 22nd 2016,"

"Four years. Wow. But yes we're a band. RM plays the piano but is primarily a rapper - he's so talented at writing songs - and Howard does the drums and I," she points to herself, smiling as she places a black mug saying 'home sweet home' on the counter, "do the singing and obviously..." she places out her palm, urging me to continue: "play the guitar?"

"Yes, I play the guitar."

"Wow, I didn't know you all were in a band!"

"Well now you know. Let me tell you," she leans a bit closer into my ear, her elbow resting on the counter filled with several plastic bags; these better be going in arranged bins after - I've had enough anger seeing glass and plastic laying around in Nasedo. "Backstage is horrible. Simone was so rude! Like she's always mean but I just believed it was like the good mean, you know? Backstage they were all almost like High school bullies - with Simone being the head cheerleader: bossing people around and all. Anyway, I'm blabbing quite a bit; I just love anything related music." A slight smirk plays on her lips as she backs up and opens the bottom shelf, "what should we put in here?" This was surely a new side to Danielle, she calls that blabbing though? Her 'blabbing' is almost like music to my ears though: seeing her full dark lips annunciating words she's so passionate about along with her husky voice breathing into my ear is something I'm so lucky to witness.

I wish I was that beautiful that even straight girls would be enthralled by me. Her beauty is almost like a phenomenon.

Obviously I'm of course exempt to this.

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We'd finished up putting the new items into all cupboards and we were all squashed into our new, ever so comfortable, purplish pinkish couch that had been brought up a few hours ago, the mattresses were in Danielle and I's rooms and the cloths that were on the floor were removed.

We didn't have a TV yet, we just all sat on the couch, talking; getting to know each other.

"Where's the guy you were with today?" RM asked, his little inputs into the conversation were quite adorable and this was the first time I'd actually noticed his dark brown orbs analysing my face - though again with an aloof gaze. His question made me my laugh at Danielle's joke immediately come to a halt along with Danielle shifting slightly beside me, I was at the edge of the chair.

"Marcus...he left a few hours before you came." I answered, attempting to swallow in the tears as the image of my future walking out of my house in annoyance entered my head.

"Oh." RM sighed, as much as he could in the tight couch, and fell back into it.

"When are you guys going to leave? It's 11PM and you guys have been here for 2 hours and we've been talking about everything and nothing." Danielle changed the conversation — which I was thankful for.

"I was thinking we could just stay on the couch: it's late." Howard reasoned and Danielle c****d her head to the side in thought, pursing her plump lips. "Hm, fine. Only because late night driving is shit."

"And because we bought  you those cartoon bed sheets."

"Anime! It's f*****g anime!" Danielle rose from the seat, making the couch slightly more spacious. I exhaled dramatically, both at the space being freed and Danielle changing the conversation. "Ugh, now I'm gonna smoke." She walked off towards the terrace, "saying f*****g cartoon, watch when I insult your trashy 1975." She muttered in annoyance, opening the balcony door.

"So Danielle, why did you move here and where from?" Howard peered down at me curiously and I saw RM looking at me with interest; a new look.

"Well," I rested my head on the armchair, this couch is so comfortable, "I came here to make a living with my boyfriend... Marcus - I'm from Nasedo."

"Oh Nasedo in Amalio?"

"Wow! How do you know where it is?" Nasedo is such a small island and barely any tourists enter the place, barely anyone knows which continent it's in, most people think it's a small island in America or something... Howard has had to had worked for the FBI or some secret agency in the past!

"I know my rounds around this earth," he chuckles a bit.

"His parents are millionaires!" RM butts into the conversation, his eyes still aloof though his tone is laced with excitement.

Howard sighs at RM's words, as if he didn't want RM to spill, he starts off in his deep monotone voice, "my parents are millionaires." Millionaires? W-what in God's name...? 

Howard continues as a thousand thoughts run through my head, "all of my ancestors had lived in Italy predominantly all their lives, except my parents, they came to America together and built their empire up from there." Howard's words are fast and a haze in my brain, it took me a while to translate what millionaires meant.

"What!? If your parents are millionaires then what does that make you?" I peer up at him in utter shock, him throwing this all onto me all at once had made me almost actually frozen stiff.

"A billionaire. He's a bi-leeon-air!" RM wraps his arm around Howard's, "do you know how lucky I am to be friends with a billionaire?"

BILLIONAIRE!? What in God's name is going on?

I might have well have won the lottery there and right now! So this was why Danielle said that it didn't matter...I have to be really careful what I say from now on. What if he now sends me to court for doing anything out of the ordinary? What have I done today that could be perceived as questionable...

What if he's keeping tabs on me now? This curse?! Oh my goodness it's probably the curse that led me to this billionaire! I should have listened to Marcus, I shouldn't have came here! What will he do to get me to keep this a secret? Will I not see tomorrow?

"RM." Howard facepalms and sighs heavily in annoyance then peers down at me once again, earnestly, "don't worry, I won't get lawyer on you or do anything else you're afraid of."

I nod quickly with slight fright, "w-why did you come here? To London?"

"He likes drumming and he likes us! That's why he came here. I came here because I have two friends who love rapping too and I might want to do some covers with them  - I could be going on tour with the rappers as they're both really big! I'm from South Beikam, so yeah," RM gestures to himself, "Very much Asian." RM saidexcitedly, bobbing his spiky hair up and down as he told me his reason too, wow that boy can speak!

"Why are you so excited all of a sudden?" I say, amused at his sudden speeches and less of an aloof gaze.

"That's what we all wonder; my guess is he just really likes the late night." Howard chuckles, shaking his head as he stares down at RM's bobbing head.

"Baldy, could you get us a good TV?" Danielle come into the living room, the smell of cigarettes announcing her entrance, with her arms folded on her chest. "She means please can you get us a TV? If you're able to? Actually, no! Please don't get us a TV, you've done way too much for us!" I slightly translated to Howard hoping he would be generous enough to not get us a TV.

How Danielle and RM are comfortable talking to Howard like this is beyond me: I'm sure I'm sweating like I'm in a sauna right now.

"Nothing is too much for Danielle. You," he pokes my arm softly, "stop asking me to stop buying you stuff, I'm not doing it for you anyway, yes? I'm doing it for Danielle so don't worry."

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