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Disclaimer: Don't own Mcfly.

Tom and Giovanna are asleep, and I'm here thinking of you. Everything I do revolves around you, so naturally you're always in my head. I hate it because I know that you don't feel the same. You and the rest of the world think I wanted to go to rehab over Frankie, well it wasn't about her, it's never been her, it always has been you.

I had to go to rehab to get away from the way you look when you talk about Izzy. When you have that look in your eyes, I wish that it was me you were talking about. Also the touches and the whispers got unbearable. I hear a knock at the door. I don't move to answer it because I'm back to my ' nobody loves me ' state. Somebody comes in, I don't look up.

"Doug, what's wrong?" you ask.

I forgot you and Dan fell asleep down stairs, after having a few drinks. I don't answer, so you decide to speak again.

"You ran upstairs pretty fast when I said that I loved you, I was just wondering why? Because you have never done that before."

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say.

"OK." You reply and go back downstairs; I'm guessing.

Harry I thought you knew me better then that.

I walk back down stairs. I know that you're not fine, your my best mate for god's sake. Damn I should of pushed the subject a little bit more.

"So, Doug alright?" Dan asks as I sit on the couch.

"Yeah."

"No, he's not. I can see it in your face."

"I don't know."

"Don't know, what?"

"He didn't tell me what was wrong. He said that he was fine, but I could tell that he wasn't."

"He usually tells you what's wrong."

"I know."

"Do you want me to go and talk to him?"

"No, Danny, if I tell you something do you swear not to tell anybody."

"I swear."

"Well I think that I am in love with Dougie, and I'm not sure if he feels the same."

He starts to laugh.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

"Tom and I figured that there was something going on between you two."

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes."

"Urgh!"

"I think you should go talk to him about it."

I get up and head back upstairs.

It's been 20 minutes since you went back downstairs, but I'm still hoping that you figure out that I'm not okay. I hear the door open, no knock this time, HUH, must be Tom. I don't look up when I feel the end of my bed dip. You speak first.

"Dougie, I'm in love with you." You convey.

I don't move or say anything. Well, what could I say? I've been waiting to hear you say that since we started the band, you continue.

"I can understand if you don't feel the same, but I-I,"

"Harry, I love you too."

You press your lips to mine, and I think that I might be the happiest man in the world right now. We lay down on the bed and you hold me in your arms. You whisper ' I love you ' and we drift off to sleep.

FIN