I sat there for a while, thinking what I said wrong. James had just left the room!

Suddenly the door opened again and he walked back in.

"Er sorry, it was a phone call." He quietly said, patting his jeans pocket where his phone was.

I nodded even though I knew he was most defiantly lying. His phone didn't even ring or vibrate.

Harry suddenly walked in too. "Ready now, hope you're not a vegetarian or anything?" He asked me.

I shook my head and took his hand. He looked confused but then remembered we were still playing along in front of his family, I guess he just wasn't used to it yet.

We both walked downstairs with James following and made our way into the kitchen.

It was set out for 6 as Danny wasn't here. His mum smiled at our held hands.

"Dougie, you can sit here next to Harry." She said, pointing to a chair. "And James you can sit opposite."

We sat in the seats as Mrs Judd put plates of food in front of us.

I smiled as his brother and sister came into the room and sat down.

"Hi James, I didn't know you were round." Thomas said.

"Yeah, just visiting." He muttered, attempting to smile.

Harry put his arm around me whilst we waited to start eating. In my house we all ate separately really, and whenever.

"Okay you can start!" Mrs Judd smiled.

Harry took his arm off of me and slowly brushed his lips on the side of my head. I smiled at him lovingly just because I knew they were all watching.

I slowly started to cut the chicken on my plate; very aware that everyone but Harry were looking at me.

"So Dougie. You're friends with James too?" Mrs Judd asked, smiling at me.

I saw Harry giving me a look to say yes.

"Yes, we've been good friends for a while." I replied.

"That's lovely. We all really want to know about you and Harry though! Tell us about when you realized it was love."

"Mum." Harry said, telling her to be quiet.

"It's actually quite funny" I said, ignoring the looks Harry was giving me.

"We never used to be friends really; we didn't really know each other, even though he was in nearly all of my classes." I smiled.

I saw Thomas and Katherine smile at that as James still looked uncomfortable in his seat but I could tell he was smirking.

"What was it that got you two together then?" Even though Mrs Judd was just being kind, I still felt like I was being pressured or something.

"Mum please, can we not talk about it? It's quite embarrassing." Harry said, chuckling slightly.

Wow he has a sexy laugh!

"What?" Harry said, looking at me.

Oh crap, I said that out loud!

"N-nothing." I quickly muttered but I saw the corner of his mouth turn up, showing me that he heard what I said.

Thank god nobody else did though, even though he is my boyfriend.

"Alright, alright! I guess embarrassing in front of your friend." She said, smiling at James.

"Dougie what interests you?" Katherine asked.

"Oh...um..." I didn't really know what to say. "I'm a huge fan of Katy Perry." I giggled.

"No way?! Me too!" She laughed. "We are going to be friends, bro!"

I laughed and looked to Harry. "Dougie likes Twilight too, Kat."

Okay...what?! How does he know that?! I never told him!

"Wow! You are so awesome! Glad you met my brother now, dude!"

"Katherine." Mrs Judd said, giving her a look.

"Sorry." She muttered.

"Oh mum, is it okay if Dougie stays the night? He's um...not in the best with his family at the moment."

"Yes that's fine. Have you told your family yet, Dougie?"

She was looking at Harry and me. I shook my head and swallowed what I was chewing. "Not yet."

"Ah okay, well I'd love to meet your parents."

"Just mum." Harry said.

I was surprised at how much he knew about me...how does he even know that my dad left? I swear I only told Tom...

"Oh Dougie, I'm sorry. What happened?"

Everyone stopped and all eyes were on me, even James. I suddenly felt very self conscious and thought that my voice had completely gone.

"Oh I'm sorry; you don't have to say anything." Mrs Judd smiled at me, for comfort.

I graciously smiled at her. I didn't really want to explain about my father leaving to all of Harry's family, including him and his best friend who I hated.

XO—XO

A couple of hours later and I was sat on Harry's sofa reading that book again. Harry was sorting out some of his clothes in his wardrobe, and James had gone home just after dinner.

"Boys." His mum suddenly came into the room. "We're all watching a film downstairs, and were wondering if you two wanted to join us."

"Uh – what film?" He asked.

"I'm not sure, come down and we can all decide."

He looked at me and I just shrugged, getting up.

"Okay." He muttered and we followed her downstairs.

I quickly took Harry's hand as we made our way into the rather large lounge, opposite the kitchen.

There were a couple of cream sofas and an armchair. Mrs Judd comfortably sat down in the armchair and Katherine and Thomas were both on a sofa. Harry pulled me over to the other sofa.

"So, we were planning on watching Rise of the Planet of the Apes." Thomas said, holding the DVD up. "But I'm not sure what everyone else wants, so..."

"It's fine with me." I smiled, snuggling into Harry as he put an arm around me.

"Yeah same." Harry said quietly.

"Alright then." He said, putting the disc into the drive.

XO-XO

The film lasted for almost 2 hours. I stayed where I was, just slightly leaning on Harry. It was very awkward for both of us to just sit like that for a few hours, so Harry decided to fiddle with bits of my hair. I enjoyed the film, even though it was hard to concentrate as Harry kept on fiddling with my hair and clothes. I also had tons of thoughts going through my head – most about James, Harry and Danny.

As the credits rolled in, I looked at the clock; it was 11:15. It was very late, especially as we had to get up for school at 7.

"I guess we should go to sleep. Have school in the morning." Harry muttered to his family, basically reading my thoughts out loud.

"Oh right, yeah okay. Goodnight boys." Mrs Judd said as I got off Harry and we walked hand-in-hand out of the room.

As soon as we made it up the main stairs, we dropped hands.

"I just realized...I don't have anything, my school uniform, my books..." I said.

"Oh that's fine, I'll just get someone to drive us to your house early tomorrow morning."

"Do you mind if I don't tell my mum and sister yet?" I suddenly whispered, as we walked into his room.

"I don't care, but won't James?"

"I-I don't know..." I said awkwardly.

"I brought your bags up earlier, so you can get changed in here, I'll just go to the bathroom."

I nodded as he quickly left.

I didn't really think this through...where am I sleeping? On the sofa? That's fine, really.

I quickly got undressed and pulled my pyjama bottoms on, not wanting him to walk in on me getting dressed.

I decided to just sit awkwardly in the seat I usually sat in, on the right side of his sofa, waiting for him to come back in.

I shivered slightly and saw I had goose bumps on my arms, it was just too hot to wear a top – I hope he doesn't mind. Well I obviously don't mind if he chooses not to wear his, having that lovely dirty mind of mine. I seriously need to stop with this...even if he is my boyfriend.

He came back into the room dressed only in his boxers. Is he trying to kill me?

I looked away from him quickly and fiddled with a loose string on my trousers.

He was carrying a blue duvet into the room. "Thomas said he'll drive us to your house tomorrow morning. He leaves around 6 for work though so we'll have to get up quite early. Just put on your clothes from today in the morning."

I nodded slowly.

"You're not sleeping there!" He laughed, dropping the blue duvet on the floor.

"What?" I said, my voice quivering.

"I'm sleeping on the sofa." He said, walking over to me and attempting to pull me up.

"What? No! It's your room, your house."

"Yeah and you're the guest."

"Why would you care about me?" I asked, lowering my voice slightly.

"Because I have manners."

I laughed. "Wow, really?! Since when?"

"Only for some people." He said quietly.

"So you like me?" I teased.

He sighed. "No, Goodnight Poynter."

He pulled me up and got onto the sofa, pulling the duvet on top of him. "Turn the light off." He mumbled.

I sighed feeling rude about making him sleep there. He could've just slept in the bed with me. We could've just stayed to separate sides.

I was just about to protest again and convince him to sleep in his bed, when I heard soft snoring coming from the sofa.

Damn that guy falls asleep quickly! I saw his face squashed up into his pillow, he looked adorable.

I quickly turned the light off and climbed into his bed. I was just about to close my eyes when a familiar object found its way in front of my eyes.

Harry's diary.

I quickly turned my head towards the sleeping boy and saw he had turned to face the wall, still snoring quietly.

He would never know, would he?

A/N: Oooh will he look in his diary? ;P