-Harry's POV-

5 colors in her hair had never had such a big meaning to me. But now that Elle's hair consisted of no blonde; Only pink, Green, red, blue, and black. 5 colors.

I don't think he was completely on board with that part. She didn't really like how bright it stood out; Or that her hair wasn't one speck of blonde. But Danny and I convinced her, even though it was a halfway lie, that to keep her human identity apart her vampire life, it was necessary. That way no humans from her "past time" recognized her.

The dress we picked out, Danny and I, was short, and flowy. Her shoes were flat, somewhat like tuxedo shoes. Looking into the mirror, she didn't look so happy.

"Whats wrong baby?" I smiled, walking up behind her. She jumped, turning around. "Just me," I reassured her, as she sighed, looking back deep into the mirror.

"This isn't me." She sighed. "This isn't Elle."

"I thought this is what you wanted?" I asked, even though I clearly knew this is what /I/ wanted more than she.

"It is. Just having second thoughts." She sighed.

She had been living here for only four days. And last night, she sang for us; Dougie, Tom, Danny, Fletch, and I. And she is just downright amazing. The first recording was "leaked" onto some downloading website, and the next second, I had a text on my phone.

"Who's that singer Danny sent me! She's fabulous!" The neighbor girl, Libby, had texted me.

"Long story. But you can meet her, if you come with us tomorrow. Out on the town, that is. I'm sure Tom is dateless." I texted back.

"And you've got a date? Isn't that a miracle?"

"Very funny," I had replied.

I walked up, and wrapped my arms around Elle.

"I don't know," I smiled. "You look pretty good to me."

She laughed.

I knew this was all a new element to her. She always wore plaid shirts, shirts missing a sleeve, with jeans with holes, or shorts with tights underneath. I liked her anyway she was, cause I liked her. Plus my bands mates liked her; And they're practically family, considering we only have each other and Fletch.

I ran my hand down her arm, "So are you ready?"

"Harry!" Danny yelled from downstairs.

"We're coming!" I yelled back.

Elle laughed. "It doesn't look like I have much of a choice."

"You don't," I smiled, picking her up. She held onto me at first, with fear she may fall, crashing into the solid, thick floor. But after a few steps, she realized I wouldn't let her fall, and loosened her grip slightly.

I sat her down when we were out my door, and in the hallway, near clashing into Tom.

"Sorry Thomas," I laughed.

Tom laughed, rushing past.

"I have a hot date!" Tom called, dashing down the stairs.

Dougie followed him, but stopped when he saw us.

"Yeah, Harry's usually /my/ date and all..." Dougie laughed.

"I'm sorry." Elle smiled, timid, but in the mood just mess around, and try to be normal.

"You seem pretty understanding about sharing." Dougie laughed to her. She nodded, and laughed.

"About that..." I laughed.

Dougie froze, and looked to me.

"Your breaking up with me, aren't you? You just can't let an open relationship fly, could you?" Dougie scoffed jokingly.

"Well, I didn't say that." I laughed. Dougie raised his eyebrows. "I'll find some time for you." I laughed.

Dougie winked, then laughed.

"And Elle, I like your hair. 5 colors." Dougie smiled.

"Thanks?..." Elle smiled.

Elle was a little confused about the whole band thing. She knew 1... 2 songs tops. She didn't understand that we were nationally rated; Not a county band that played small gigs every week. Full out concerts. I don't think she realized what she was getting herself into.

"5 colors... 5 Colors in her Hair...?" Dougie continued. Elle looked slightly confused, but nodded slowly.

"Oui (yes), Five colours.." She nodded slowly.

"She doesn't know about all the songs yet." I laughed to Dougie. "She has no idea what your talking about."

"Ohh..." Dougie smiled. "I guess that'd explain it."

"I don't understand, five colours, non (no)?" Elle sighed slightly.

"Does she speak English?" Dougie laughed in a whisper to me.

"Some," I laughed. "I'll teach you sometime." I promised Elle.

She nodded.

"Lets go," Dougie smiled, taking one of my arms, and beginning to lead me away, down the stairs. Elle followed happily, knowing this was all for fun, in no harm done.

"Hey Harry..." Libby hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, looking for someway out of her conversation with Tom, "I thought the kid was your date?"

"She's not a kid," I argued, smiling, "She's almost 15. Besides, she is."

"Your dating a 14 year old? Have you stooped way low or something?" Libby gasped, laughing.

I looked to Elle, to see if she'd be hurt by the words. But she didn't seem phased at all, playing with the ring and bracelets on her hand.

"Don't be jealous," I smirked instead, shaking myself from Dougie, who scoffed, and frowned, then laughed and went to talk to Tom.

"Believe me, I have Tom. I pretty satisfied." She nodded.

"Your settling for Tom? You say I'm stooping low?" I smirked, turning to Elle.

"Elle.." I called, she didn't look up. "Elle... Elli!" No reply. I whistled, and she looked up immediately, like a dog being called.

"Why look at that?" Libby teased. "The kids even a dog. No wonder she's sticking around you." She laughed, as Elle walked up to me. She had been sticking around against the wall, out of the center of the room.

"Don't listen to her," I laughed to Elle, "She'll get you in trouble."

And I found myself lying to keep Elle from roaming again.

*30 minutes later*

"21 and under club?" Danny laughed. "Lame.."

"Cause your 21!" Tom laughed, as we walked in. But to me, it looked like a normal club; Which we went to all the time. But with Elle and Libby with us, they'd never let us in. They looked too young, otherwise around here, they really didn't care what you did.

Elle walked timidly ever since we arrived. It didn't take much to notice she didn't know what she was doing, or why she was here, or what this place was.

Plus there were so many people. Camera flashes; Clicks of buttons, ringings of phones, voices. And you could tell she wasn't used to that. She'd really be quiet here... Unless I had something to do about it.

The group fizzled away till I noticed we were the only two still standing in the entrance.

"Uh.." I offered, "Wanna dance?"

"No," She replied, and went back to looking around the room.

"You sure?" I smiled, putting my arm around her. And it didn't take much to notice her expression changed under the compression of my power.

"Why not?" She smiled this time instead.

I lead her to the edge of the room, instead of the dancefloor, guarding her wishes carefully. I cheated her into dancing, its the least I could do.

And you could tell she was a dancer, cause she didn't hesitate to take a step like I did. She didn't mind her outfit; She could easily stand it. Its like she was used to the floor; As if she came here every week; even though I knew she didn't, and actually, never would.

But after a while, I found people staring. And when I looked up, they looked away.

"Whats wrong?" Elle smiled.

"Nothing," I tried not to sigh, "Lets take a break."

She nodded, smiling still, and I led her to a seat. But she stopped, and I did. She looked back at a boy with black sleek hair, bright blue eyes. At first, I thought she was just checking him out or something. But then I notice the piece of material that was supposed to be hanging from her dress, under the boys shoe, as he smirked.

"It looked like you had too much on," The boy smirked, creeping closer. "Wanna go?" He smiled to Elle.

Elle shook her head. I gave the boy a look to kill, and he took a step back.

I looked back to the fabric on the floor, then to her dress. It was short to begin with; Now I don't think she could even sit down with it being that short.

"Excuse us," I growled, rolling my eyes, pulling Elle with me. Elle followed, trotting instead of walking, since she was shorter.

When I saw Dougie, I flagged him down.

"Hey Dougie," I smiled. "We're out of here. We're getting way more attention than we asked for for one night." I told him.

"Umkay," Dougie smiled. "How you liking it Elle?"

"Comme ci, Comme ca." She shrugged.

Dougie gave me a look like "What in the hell did she just say?" and I shrugged.

"I'll see ya later." I smiled to Dougie, and lead Elle toward the door.

But as soon as we walked out the door, who the none waited for us but the press and paparazzi.

"Harry, can we ask a few questions?" Someone called.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Another joined in.

"Isn't she kinda young?"

"Hey Harry, whats her name?"

"And the name of your new album?"

"Are you two headed home?"

"Isn't that Danny's sister?"

The questions flowed over us. Elle looked confused, and as one camera flash after another flashed, she hissed under her breath. Then I knew vampire instincts were kicking in, and it'd be a good idea to get out of there.

But the crowd wouldn't even let us through.

"This is Danny's long lost sister, Elle. She's almost 15, and yes she's my girlfriend, and we're headed home. As for the album, I can't say yet. It'll be a surprise." I nodded, smiling.

"Excuse me," I said to the crowd, when I heard Elle hiss louder this time. When the crowd made a small isle, we headed out that way, straight to the car.

I opened the door for her.

"You okay, darling?" I asked, climbing into the driver's seat.

"Umhm," She sighed slightly, fastening her seatbelt.

"You sure?" I asked, checking the road, then pulling out.

The farther we pulled away from the civilization, the easier breathing got for her.

"I'm sure." She smiled this time.