CHAPTER 24

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Not long after Blaine and I's conversation on the plane , we landed. When we got off the plane there was already a black limo waiting for us. Then we met up with Max. He was really nice and short. I could see that Blaine and Nathan knew Max for a very long time and Nathan kept calling Max "Mad Max" which kind of give me the idea that they are childhood friends. That nickname suits him to perfection! Max really is mad , but he is a good mad. He is so full of life and love that it's unbelievable. He's so passionate but then again he is Italian.

The ride to his house was anything but quite and calm. Max and Nathan were constantly shoving and punching each other , making jokes and just being silly. They drank some champagne and shared stories and experiences they've had since they have last seen each other. I could tell that Nathan and Max shared more of a strong bind than Blaine and Max. Blaine was quiet most of the time , just listening and laughing along with them. He would rarely tell a story and comment on what they have said. While Nathan and Max shared a fair amount of "Remember when's" and "What if's" I just stared out of the window and just getting lost in all the beautiful Italy lights that looked like stars on black ground. I've always wanted to travel but never thought that I could. Not before I was kidnapped. Now I've been in two different countries in less than a week's time.

When we arrived at Max's home I was absolutely awestruck! The place was beautiful. Even when we just stood on the gravel of the entrance of the driveway I felt at home. Although it was in the dead of night I could see that Max had his own Eden. Light lined up his massive garden , complimenting the different shades of roses and tulips. The grass was of the greenest greens I've ever seen in my whole life. And that was just what I could make out from where we stood.

His house was astonishing! When I walked in I knew that this wasn't his house , this was his home. This was the home of a very wealthy man but it was warm and nice. It made you feel safe when you stepped foot through those doors. I loved it.

I wasn't surprised when Max barked out the sleeping arrangements though. Me and Blaine were sharing a room even though there were enough rooms for each of us to sleep in a different room each day of the week. Nathan got the room across from ours but denied it at first because ,and I quote , "No! They will keep me awake all night long! Millie's a screamer." in which he received a death glare from Blaine and roaring laughter from Max. But he ended up taking Max's offer though.

Max has a wife and twins , a little boy and girl , but I never got the chance to meet them last night due to the fact that it was extremely late. I would lie if I said that I'm not excited to meet them. What I've heard from Max's constant bubble of them they are wonderful people.

I turned off the taps and started to twist my hair to get most of the water out. Grabbing the towel from the rack , I stepped out and walked to our room. The weather was sunny and surprisingly warm. I got dressed in a pair of white jean shorts and a cute red top. I was about to dry my hair when Blaine walked through the door and over to me. He was dressed to casually I almost didn't recognised him. He had on a pair of plain black swimming trunks and a white V-neck shirt. He looked good.

"Breakfast is ready." He said as he stood behind me. I looked in front of me into the mirror but I wasn't looking at myself , I was looking at him. I picked up the hairdryer and a brush.

"I'll be right there ,I just want to dry my hair." I replied , about to press the button.

Blaine took it from my hands and placed it back in the vanity. He took the brush and started to brush my hair back. I was surprised to say the least. When my hair was knotless he placed the brush back and opened one of the drawers taking out a small , black elastic band and placing it between his teeth. He then started to braid my hair back into a French braid. I didn't see that coming. Who knew that Blaine Black , the intimidating asshole , could braid hair? And he did it without pulling or hurting me.

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