They sat round the table, no one daring to say anything. The tension between the boys was apparent to anyone who entered the room. Yet the reason for this tension was not. Dougie, the youngest member of the bad aged only 18, fiddled with his hair uncomfortably, whilst Tom, the eldest aged 20, watched him intently.
For a while now the other boys, Harry (20), Danny (20) and Tom, had all noticed something different in the younger boy, Dougie. The sandy haired bassist had died his hair black, started going out later in the evenings and often wouldn't come back till the next morning after a night out. Across the room, Tom, Danny and Harrys long term girlfriends Giovanna, Georgia and Izzy, watched the four boys. They too had seen a change in Dougie. He hadn't been himself for a while now but nobody really knew why.
After what had felt like hours, Tom finally spoke up, "Look, we have to talk about this at somepoint..." he began but was soon interrupted by Dougie.
"I don't see what here is to talk about" he said, looking up at Tom harshly, but still with the innocence he had always possessed.
"We need to talk about you Doug, about you going out and getting wasted every weekend. About you sleeping with a new girl every other day. Your pulling away from us, and if we don't sought this out soon, it may be too late..."
