Helena's POV:

<<Hey, I'm going to take a quick shower because I don't want to smell like, you know like I've been running before going at a concert.>> Lea said.

<<Alright. I'll take one too. But we won't be there at nine. It's already 8 and I don't even know where is that place.>>

<<Oh, I know. I've been there like twice. Also, if we're a bit late I guess he wouldn't mind. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm heading to the bathroom. See you in ten, Hel.>> She said, smiling.

After we both took a shower, we got dressed.

<<Time for the make-up. Shoot, we forgot to buy make-up! Guess we'll have to use what I've brought.>>

She said and handed me a huge bag full of make-up products.

She had brought all of these, yet she wanted to buy more? What would the point be?

I only recognized foundation, eye shadow, eye pencil and blush. I don't know the name of any other thing that exists in this bag except for these four.

I mean isn't that all?

What else do women put in their faces ? I don't think there's more than these.

But looking at that bag, I know I'm mistaken. It's full of things I've never seen before. Looked fascinating though.

<<Ay, Hel. Have you never seen make-up before?>>

We exchanged looks.

<<Mm, no.>> I shook my head and we both burst out laughing.

After she was done doing my make-up, I looked in the mirror.

For the first time my face did look prettier.

She's really good at this.

I don't even wear real blush sometimes I just put lipstick on my cheeks.

Yeah some people do it.

<<Thanks, Lea. I love it.>>

<<Aww, no problem Hel.>>

She did her make-up afterwards.

She looked perfect.

<<You're looking fine as hell.>> I said, winking and grinning at her.

<<You look fine as hell, too.>> She was the one grinning now.

<<What can I say? We are born to look good, Hel>> Lea said looking at me like she was some kind of rude billionaire looking at a cleaner.

She was born to look good for sure. I don't think I was but she was.

Anyways, doesn't matter. Don't ruin the mood, Helena.

<<You know what time is it?>> Lea said, a smirk forming in her lips.

<<No?>>

<<TIME FOR ... FOREVER YOUNG!!!>>
She said jumping up and down and clapping her hands repeatedly.

Forever young is our favorite song.
We first listened to it at a coffee shop. We found it fascinating and searched for the lyrics. Started singing it every day. Whenever we'd be together, we'd listen to it and sing our lungs out.

A quite sad song, I'd say. But it's nostalgic too. And it gives happy vibes too. For me at least. But that's what music is about. Giving you a wave of emotions, making you feel.

And that's why I love music.

In no time she pulled her phone out and started playing the song.

<<FOREVER YOUNG, I WANT TO BE FOREVER YOUNG!>> She took my hands in hers and started dancing with me.

We were screaming and jumping and laughing. Such a nice feeling. These little things are what make life beautiful.

And about ten seconds before the song ended, Lea said:

<<Ay, we should behave ourselves! Our breathtaking make-up will be ruined!>>

<<Right.>> And suddenly we put on our cold, emotionless faces.

<<Uhm, what time is it?>> I clear my throat.

<<9:10. We are late. Shit, we are gonna be in some real trouble if we stay here any longer. We might get killed. Or kill more people than we should,which is what I fear the most.>> She tried to sound like some cold-blooded mafia boss, saying the last sentence with a smirk on her face. Uh, we love fake acting together.

We looked at each other.

<<Well, sounds fun to me. More blood, more dead bodies. They deserve it after all.>> I said, smirking too. Yeah, I read too many dark romance books and watch too many movies like this. They always say something like that.

<< Take your fucking gun and let's go! Like bloody hell what are we even doing here so late?>> She tried to make her voice deep, loud and scary.

I fake flinched. Then tears formed in my eyes. Like c'mon isn't there always the nice girl in the mafia stories who's too innocent for that world? Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

To be fair though in some stories the female is the one who's cold-blooded and has the power but anyways too late to apologize, too late. Nah the song just started playing in my head. What I meant is that it's too late now because I'm already "crying".

<<I'm sorry, Helena, dear. Hey. I'll try to be more gentle next time.>> She said cupping my cheeks, putting a finger under my chin to make me look at her.

That's it. I can't. I tried to stop myself from laughing but she chose to look at me at that second and we both let it all out. We fell at the floor, we clapped our hands, we screamed. We sounded like we were some psychos laughing with what was about to happen in a murder scene.

Then it hit me.

It was really 9 something.

I took her hands and dragged her out, running as fast as I could.

<<Hush, Lea. How are we going to go? >>

<<Bus?>>

<<Right>>

We were still laughing. We just couldn't stop.

Thankfully, we managed to arrive there at 9:40.

There were guards outside the bar or whatever that was called. We showed our tickets and he let us in.

The place looked expensive. The walls were painted black and there were sofas and lights that hanged from the ceiling.

We were walking at a wooden path till we arrived at a huge room full of people.

Damn, I never thought it'd be that crowded.

Valenthio was nowhere to be seen.

Lea dragged me to the bar and order drinks for us.

<<C'mon Hel, you'll see him soon enough. Let's drink! >> She smiled at me.

I guess I could drink a bit.

Someone slightly touched my arm. I turned around. It was Valenthio.

He was smirking.

<<So you came.>>

<<I- I did!>> I don't know if it was the way he looked, his outfit which consisted of a black dress shirt which was unbuttoned, his six-pack now showing, some black trousers and a pretty, gold watch, or his styled back with gel black hair, or his perfume but I was stuttering and feeling embarrassed.

<<Are you eye- fucking me?>> Whaat. Did. He. Just. Say.

My cheeks were burning.

I looked at Leana, sending her a help-me look. She looked amused.

<<Hey! I'm Leana. I've heard a lot about you. Many, detailed things about you.>>

Oh, no. And I thought she'd help.

His smirk only widened and he turned to look at me.

<<Well, I'd love to stay but I'm late. I'll see you. >>

<< Y- yeah well. Sing w- well.>> Sing well? What the fuck. Did I just say.

<<I think I always do>> he said, still smirking.

He grabbed a bottle of some drink and drunk half of it.

Ey, do all singers do that before going onstage.

Lea handed me our drinks. They were kind of red at the bottom. Cool.

<<C'mon Hel, let's do this. V is definitely into you.>> She winked at me with a wide smile on her face.

<<Yeah sure. Alright though.>> We took our drinks and headed to the big crowd.

There he was. On the stage. Seemed pretty drunk. But happy. And so handsome.

His songs were the best thing I've ever heard, some were slow and kind of sad, others were loud and happy.

And the way his fingers touched the piano. His hands were so big. His veins were visible. It must be the drink.

<<Let's have another one>> Lea said as she finished her drink.

<<Didn't you like it?>> She grinned at me.

<<No, I did actually.>>

<<That's my Hel.>>

This drink was different. Definitely better than the last one.

We got back and I noticed two other people. Right it was a band. He wasn't playing alone. There was a such beautiful girl playing the violion.Her hair was red and she was wearing a black dress which was revealing her beautiful body.She was good at playing the violin. More than just good.

And then there was that messy hair blond boy on the drums. He was giving it all. All of them seemed to love it- I couldn't notice a sign of anxiety or discomfort or fear or something.

That's what I like to see on stage.

I finished the second drink and I was starting to think it affected me because when Leana said
<<Wanna dance?>>
I said:
<< hell yeah.>>

And suddenly it was midnight. We had our third drink and we were still dancing.

Valenthio looked at me still performing his songs. He was so pretty. He looked so hot.

<<You two are eye - fucking , aren't you? He was right>> Lea said grinning. So she had heard.

<<Yeah!>> I screamed feeling suddenly excited and full of energy. Felt good.

Valenthio said something in the microphone something about <<last song>> so I guess the performance was about to end.

The last song was the best, it was one all of them wrote and sang together. All of their voices together, they were paradise.

There was lots of clapping.

Then they disappeared.

Valenthio was behind me now. I swear he was looking better than ever.

<<Did I do good?>>

<<Like hell you did. You were amazing! You look amazing too.>> I said, unable to stop myself from laughing.

<<Oh>> he said and smirked.

<<You're beautiful.>> He said, his eyes scanning my body.

And then I did something I'd never do. I placed my hands on his cheeks and standing on my toes, I kissed him.