*Max's POV*

"Tom, listen to me." We had gotten back to the house now and Jessie left. "You really need to apologize to Cassie. This isn't going to work. We're going to be working together for 2 years. You guys have to talk during those two years at least." I looked deeply into Tom's eyes. We were like brothers. I could tell him anything I wanted too. And that's also how we got the bromance name of, "Tomax".

"Mate, I really want to try. But I'm afraid that she won't accept my apology. I know that I really hurt her." Tom said quietly. I sighed.

"Well, from what I can tell, it hurt both of you. You need to apologize to her soon." I left the room leaving Tom to think.

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*Tom's POV*

Well, that was true. I had hurt her and when she confronted me, it hurt a lot too. I decided to go to Jayne. She was the one person who would always hear people out and then make her decision. I knocked on her door, and she answered surprised to see me.

"Tom? What are you doing here? Do you need something?" She questioned. Then she noticed that I looked, well, down to say. "Here, come in, let me make you a cuppa." I looked at her gratefully. She was back 5 minutes later with two mugs. I sipped at the tea eagerly, while she asked me, "so what's up?"

"Cassie. I assume you heard what I did to her?" She nodded. I sighed. "Well, I actually never meant to hurt her. I just was excited and nervous for the audition and I forgot about her. I broke a promise that I made to her. My brother and her were always friends, but I told him not to talk to Cassie…and now she can't even look me in the eye, let alone be in the same room. How do I fix this Jayne? We're going on tour and writing songs together for the next 2 years- I can't do it without apologizing to her!" I exclaimed. She looked at me and I could tell that she was thinking. "I've really fucked things up this time, right?" She didn't answer for about 5 minutes.

"Here's what you're going to do. You are going to go to her flat and attempt to apologize. Then, if she doesn't accept your apology, I'll talk to her. But I have also other plans for Saturday, not only her concert…" She trailed off. "Well, I'll tell the boys that news tomorrow. Now Tom, go. Just tell Martin that you want to go to her flat, he knows how to get there already." I nodded and sped off towards Martin.

"Cassie's flat please!"

"Alright Tom."

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*Cassie's POV*

I heard the door swing open and saw Sammy. She had on a nice summer dress going mid thigh. She had a bright smile on her face. I knew what had happened.

"Tell me about your date!" I said to her. I saw her looking at me weirdly. "Oh, come on Sam. I can read you like a book. You can tell me! Come on! I'm your best friend! Oh yeah, and your latte is in the fridge." She walked over to the fridge and got her latte out. She looked at me, with another smile, and said:

"Well, let's just say, I'm working with a model, and he asked me out!" My eyes widened.

"Well, who is it! Don't leave me-"I was walking across the kitchen when I saw a face outside the door.

It was Tom.

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His fist was about to hit the door before I opened it.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly. I heard Sam get up and come behind me.

"Cassie, I'm so-"

"Save it. You really hurt me. Besides you, Sam was my only friend. So leave me alone, I'll see you on Saturday." I was about to close the door, when I heard him gushing.

"Cassie, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just so excited! I know, I'm a bastard for leaving you and telling my brother not to talk to you. But I promise, I will never do that again. I know how much it hurts now since I feel the same way. I was stupid. I should've never done anything to you! Please Cassie, you mean so much to me now." I opened the door again.

"You think that's it? You think that you can get away with just apologizing? Honestly, I don't know what has been in your head. You will never feel the same way as I did. You don't know what it feels like to get bullied, to be almost friendless, and to have to work your way all the way up. Tom, I don't want to see you right now, as I said before. So shut the hell up, and I'll think about it." I turned and left slamming the door behind me.

"So who's the model?" I asked Sammy with a face. She sighed, and said:
"Don't you think you were a little harsh towards Tom? I mean, you just slammed a door in his face, and yelled at him. I'm not agreeing that you should accept the apology, but it really looks like it hurt him."

"He deserves it. He's a bitch." I said. Then I sat straight up, and asked, "So, who's the model?"

"Umm, it's Luke McGold."

"LUKE MCGOLD? YOU MEAN THE REALLY HOT ONE?" she chuckled and nodded. "I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU OH MY GOD!"

"Calm down, it was only one date. And anyways, we're going out on Friday." I checked. Today was Sunday. "Three, Two, One"

"Oh my god, I have sunrise rehearsals tomorrow!" She laughed. I slapped her playfully and called a goodnight. After all, it was nine already and I needed sleep. I had to get to the studio by 6.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang.

It was Nathan.

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*Nathan's POV*

I heard Tom shut the door to our flat. He came in with a hurt expression on his face and didn't say a word to us. He grabbed a bottle of beer and went up to his room, locking the door. We all exchanged glances and I decided to call Cassie.

"Hello? Nathan Sykes, I have sunrise rehearsals tomorrow, so this better be good." She said after the 4th ring.

"Sunrise rehearsals? Even Jayne isn't that cruel…"

"My idea. So why are you calling?"

"Tom. What did you do to him?"

"Bye Nath."

"Wait! He isn't doing well, so I need you to tell me what you did."

"I yelled at him. He was a dick."

"Okay. See you. Bye. Have fun at rehearsals."

"Shut up."

"Love you too."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and they all looked at me. I looked back at them and went up to talk to Tom.

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*Cassie's POV*

Bzz. Bzzz. Bzzzz. I woke up and heard my phone vibrating, signaling me to wake up. I hit the "ok" button and got up and checked my messages and twitter. I had 4 messages, 1 from Nathan, 2 from Tom (boyfriend), and 1 from Jayne. I checked Tom's first, one saying about a photo shoot or something and one going to an awards show with him. I accepted his offer and then checked Nathans.

'Cassie, please let me explain. I had no idea I hurt you like that. I'm sorry. I really want us to be friends again. I am an asshole. I understand why we can't be best friends again, but please. I loved you, and I still do as of last night. Please, Cassie. I knew you would never respond if it were me, so I'm using Nath's. I'll know if you do if you come to the studio tonight. Love, Tom xxx'

I was about to hit reply until I stopped myself. I ignored it, and went onto the message from Jayne. She simply said to see her tomorrow in her office if I could, and I replied for her to talk to Fred. I had no idea of what I was doing the following day, I always learned was at the last minute. I exited out of the application and logged onto twitter. As usual, I had thousands of favorites, replies, mentions, follows, and retweets. I looked at the time. It was only 4:45, so I decided to do a quick #AskCassie session. I had to admit, the questions were pretty funny. Most of the questions asked if I was dating someone from The Wanted. I laughed, and made a big tweet of saying no, I wasn't.

But the whole Tom issue was still on my mind and for some reason, I couldn't get it out of my mind.

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I went into the shower after finishing the 15 minute #AskCassie session. I kept on thinking. If me and Tom were best friends again, then we could both be happy, kind of. But how would I know if he would kill me again?

I got out and threw on some shorts and a hoodie. I grabbed everything and walked to the studio. There, I saw all of my backup dancers warming up and my choreographer, Julie, talking to a blonde. I ran up to her and gave her a big hug.

"Hey Jules! How are you?" I asked her with a big smile on my face. I saw the blonde looking at me weirdly. I looked at her and flashed a small smile.

"Hi there Cassie. You look excited. Oh, let me introduce you. This is Kelsey Hardwick, she's a dance teacher, runs k2k stars, and also is a friend of mine. She's going to help teach the dance for the last concert." I saw Kelsey smile a little.

"Hey, Kelsey. Nice to meet you. I'm Cassie Davidson, the singer." Then I turned to Julie. "So, when are we starting? I need to go, uhh, to, uhh, a meeting later with the new band I'm working with." I said with a weak smile.

"Actually, we're waiting for you, go warm up, then we'll start. Oh, and Fred wants to talk to you about the song lineup or something, I wasn't paying attention."

"Alright, I'll go see him now."

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I opened the door to Fred's office. He sat there looking at the magazines and sipping coffee.

"Hey, what do you think of the song list?" I took the list from him and looked it over. "So, first, we'll do a surprise song of your choice when walking out to the stage, Perfect, Sunshine, I Wish You Were Here, and then I Can't Live Without You. We'll have the intermission and then there will be special guests-"

"Special Guests?" I asked him with wide eyes. "Who-"

"I am not telling you who it is, that's why they are special. Anyways, that's it, and then you'll end with another song of your choice. Now, is that good?" I nodded and then dashed out the door to the 'stage'. I kept thinking on who the special guests were. I was so excited for Saturday.

"Alright this is how we're going to do it…" Julie started. I listened to every word in depth. Then we rehearsed. I had 11 dancers, 5 girls and 6 lads. The dance was pretty easy, there was only one part that I couldn't get right.

"This is how you can do it. Ryan and Cory are going to carry you to the front of the stage. Before they do that, you will make a pyramid shaped formation, then the girls will do some flips and cartwheels and the fun stuff." Kelsey said with a grin. I nodded and then we did it one more time. I heard one of the backup dancers cry out in the middle, and we all ran towards her. It was Alex, who was clutching her ankle. It was snapped. We quickly rushed her to the hospital.

When we all got back, Alex on crutches, we went into managements office.

"So now, we lost one of our dancers, what are we going to do? I mean, she plays an important part. We could call in someone else, but then we'll need rushes on costumes and that person would need to learn the dances quickly. Who do you guys think?" Fred said worriedly. I looked around and my eyes landed on Kelsey. She was just about the same height as Alex and they both had the same shapes. She knew basically all the movements already since she basically organized the whole thing.

"What about Kelsey?"

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All eyes were on me, while I told them about Kelsey. She had the perfect shape, and was the perfect size.

"Well, Kelsey? Will you do it?" Fred asked. Kelsey's eyes were wide as she nodded happily.

"It was always a dream to be a backup dancer for a famous singer or group other than my boyfriend's boy band." She said with a twinkle in her eye. I looked at her with wide eyes now.

"Who's your boyfriend?" She looked at me and smiled.

"Its Tom Parker, y'know, from that band, The Wanted?"

Oh my fucking god.

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*Kelsey's POV*

I looked at Cassie. Her brown eyes were wide and big and then she closed them. She excused herself from the group and as she turned I saw tears running down her cheeks. I had no idea what I did, or what I said. I saw Fred and Amanda (her stylist) exchange looks. I walked out of the room. I looked around, trying to find her. Then I heard some singing and a guitar.

"I feel like I'm drowning in ice water…my lips had turned a shade of blue…" (Bleed, Hot Chelle Rae). I listened to her. She really had a beautiful voice. I walked into the room after she finished the song. I saw her holding a picture of her and…it couldn't be.

Tom knew her?! Was he cheating on me?

But I saw her go to a desk and pull out a lighter. She put the lighter next to the picture. We watched as the picture curled up and disappeared into the bin. She went back to the box next to her and started flipping through all the photos, all of her, Tom, or Tom and her together. She had tears rolling down her eyes as she looked through every picture and her eyes filling with pain and anger.

What the hell was going on? Why did she have pictures of Tom? And most importantly, what was happening to make her cry over these things?