Joey's POV

"Daniel?"

He looked up confused.

"Joey? Wha- what are you doing here?"

"I was just driving home and saw you sitting out here. Is everything okay?"

"Well... not really..."

"Why?"

"Well um... my work closed today so I don't have any money and my rent was due so my landlord kicked me out."

"Do you have anywhere to stay?"

I asked concerned. 

"Um... no I don't."

He looked down and played with his fingers. My mind was running in circles when I suddenly thought of an idea.

"Uh well you could stay with me... I mean if you want..."

His eyes flicked up to me and a smile appeared on his face.

"Really!?"

"Uh yeah.. sure."

"You don't have to Joey, I don't want to be a bother..."

"No no. It's fine, I have plenty of room."

"Oh, well if you're sure you are okay with it, then that would be great!"

"Okay, are these boxes your stuff?"

"Oh um yeah, they are."

"Okay, come bring them to my car, it's just over there."

I said pointing to my Porsche. I started taking a couple boxes towards it when I realized Daniel hadn't moved.

"Hey are you alright?"

I looked at him and his mouth was wide open.

"What?"

"You. Have. A. Porsche!"

"Oh yeah, it was my parents before they... You know..."

I trailed off sadly.

"Oh I'm sorry Joey."

"It's fine, come on let's go, it's getting dark."

We took all of Daniel's boxes and put them in the boot of my car. Then I got in the drivers seat and Daniel got in the passengers seat.

"Thank you Joey, for everything."

He said looking me in the eyes intently.

"O-Oh uh... it's totally no p-problem."

I stuttered under his burning gaze.

"Well it still means a lot to me."

He said with a smile and I returned it with a half crooked one.

I turned my key and pulled out onto the street.

"So where do you live?"

He asked.

"Sunset road."

"Isn't that the place with all the multi-million dollar mansions?"

"Um yeah, it is."

Daniel's POV

After about another twenty minutes Joey pulled up outside his place.

I was so speechless and my jaw literally dropped.

It was a GIANT mansion. On one side it was built right into the rock face and the other was overlooking all of New York. The actual mansion was also just as breathtaking and I just stared in awe.

Suddenly Joey opened his door and hoped out, bringing me out of my state of shock.

I opened my door and hoped out.

"Uh I'll give you a small tour and then we can come back and get your stuff."

He said and I just nodded, my breath still missing from the incredible view of the New York sunset.

I followed him in through the enormous from door. As soon as we entered we were greeted my a old looking man in a tidy suit.

"Hello Mr. Graceffa, who is this?"

"Good evening Alfred, this is Daniel, he will be staying here for a while. He can sleep in the guest room on the third floor, the one with the view of the beach."

"Very well."

Joey said something but I wasn't really paying attention because I was too busy looking at all the amazing art and furnishing.

"Daniel?"

"Huh?"

"So um, i'll show you around..."

"Okay."

I followed him through many halls and rooms, the whole way he was commenting on what each room was.

"Uh so that's the foyer, that's the dining hall, the cloak room and there's the outdoor pool with the Jacuzzi."

I just nodded and followed. I was so intrigued by the vast expanse of the place, just taking it all in.

"You can uh, use anything and go anywhere in the place... oh except would you mind, um... not going through the large black door to the west of the house?"

"How will I know which door? And why...?"

"You'll know when you see it and um it's nothing important just don't go in there."

"Okay..."

I wasn't going to question it, I mean he was nice enough to let me stay here, I was fine with respecting his one rule.

He brought me to another door and opened it.

"So this is your room, there should be everything you need in here but if not just ask Alfred."

I looked around and it was utterly huge. The furnishing was lavish and the view from the large balcony was of the beach of NYC. It had a huge bed in the center of the room, adorned with many duvets and crisp white sheets.

"Wow uh, thanks so much Joey."

"Oh um, it's nothing really. Well I should leave you to get settled in."

A big grin took over my lips and he smiled back before quietly leaving the room.

Alfred brought in my boxes and I began unpacking them.

Once I was halfway done I began to get really hungry considering I had barely eaten all day. I put down the box containing my photo albums and headed out of my room. I walked down the many halls and corridors trying not to get lost but ended up doing so anyway. 

I passed by a door which immediately caught my interest. It was large and black and I felt uneasy just looking at it. I could tell right away that this was the door Joey was referring to. I was heavily polished till I could almost clearly see my reflection.

I really know I shouldn't pry but I really want to know what Joey's hiding behind this door...

I went to take of my glasses because they prevent my x-ray vision when I heard someone behind me.

"Daniel?"

I shoved my glasses back on and turned around.

Alfred's POV

Joey had finished showing the boy around and I had brought his boxes to his room. After I was done I went to find the master. He was in his study and I knocked on the door.

"Mr. Graceffa?"

I said through the door.

"Yes?"

He called back. I opened the door and entered the room.

"Mr. Graceffa might I ask why you invited a boy here? You never invite people in."

He was sitting down at his desk with a bunch of papers.

"Well his landlord kicked him out because he couldn't afford the rent."

"And how do you know him? How do you know he can be trusted? I'm just looking out for your well being sir."

"He goes to my school, don't worry Alfred he's no harm. But all the same can you please make sure he stays away from the door, you know why."

"Yes, of course Mr. Graceffa."

"Thank you Alfred."

I left the Master's study and headed to the door. Once I turned the corner I saw the boy staring at the door. Remembering Master's words; I was asked to avert the boy's suspicion and interest in the door. What was his name again? Daniel.

"Daniel?"

He jumped as I said his name and fumbled then whipped around.

"Uh.. um, hello Alfred."

"Hello sir, what were you doing here?"

"Oh I got lost trying to find the kitchen... don't worry, I wasn't going to go in."

"Well come on... I'll escort you to the dining room."

"Oh... okay..."

He followed behind me, still looking around intently and intrigued by the place.

I don't know if I trust this boy...

(A/N: WHOOP! Double update today! I'm really starting to get into this story so yay! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. What's Joey hiding behind the door?? Word count: 1268 words. Thanks for reading, please add, vote, comment, follow, share, etc. Thanks, love you, see you soon, Good Janiel Bye!!!)