Ocean waves crashed on to the rocks, but not even that could mute the sounds of two guitars, a bass guitar and drum kit, not to mention their loud voices. Tom searched through the fridge for a bottle beer, but he couldn't find any. They were low on everything, the good stuff anyway. He took a pizza delivery menu from on top of a stack of paper and flicked through it, but he couldn't concentrate on it, as out of the corner of his eye, he could see Danny bobbing his head from side to side as he sang part of a song they had just written

"Do ya do ya do ya love me

Do ya need a little time?

Do ya do ya do ya want me

Oh to hold you when you cry?"

He continued to bob his head in an annoying fashion, it was obvious he was the one who had drank the most beer, now Tom thought about it, that did make a lot of sense, Danny was the best at drinking out of all of them

"Do ya do ya do ya do ya love

Don't wanna hear you say maybe

Won't you tell me do you love me

Cause I wanna know"

He made his voice go high, making fun of how Tom sang the bridge of the song

"I'm making a list of the things that I miss

Whenever we're far part

The way that you kiss

The taste of your lips

I'm telling you from the heart

Cause baby I just wanna know"

Tom threw a towel at Danny's head, he didn't like him making fun of the song he had secretly written for Rosie, most of the songs he had come up with were about Rosie...except POV, but that wasn't aimed at anyone...

"Stop it"

Danny frowned "Someone's boxers are in a twist"

"No they aren't" Tom sighed. He slid the door to the beach open and walked out on to the deck, breathing in the sea air. He pulled a silver pick out of his pocket, it shone in the moonlight...she would love it here.

He could see it now, the two of them, sat on the sand, playing guitar, swimming in the sea, making love under the snowy white sheets...

Heat ran through him at the thought of touching her in that way again. Her skin so soft, lips tasted like cherries, she knew what to do to him, she was perfect and he just couldn't get her off of his mind. He ached, he wanted to hold her right now. He looked up at the sky, the stars shining up above, he sighed and closed his eyes, wondering if she was thinking about him now too. He looked at his watch, it was nine in the morning at home, knowing her, she was probably still asleep.

"Are you alright?"

Tom turned around to see Dougie stood in the door way "I'm fine"

"Lies" He said, walking over to him "What's the matter?"

He didn't say anything, he didn't want to, he would end up telling him everything and that would cause too much damage, not the band but it wasn't the right way for Giovanna to find out about this, he and Rosie were already going to wait six months before they reveal their relationship to their families, let alone to the public, they were going to act like nothing had been happening behind her back

"I just miss her, that's all" He took a sip of his drink

"Well that's expected" He said "We all miss the girls. Have you spoke to her?"

"Email, it's cheaper" He sighed "I'll send her one now, as it's like nine o'clock over there" He went back inside, walking through the loud lounge area, Danny and Harry had the television on, full blast, up the carpeted stairs and in to his room, shutting the door behind him.

He pressed the button on his laptop, watching it light up, what could he say now? I miss you? Because that was all he wanted to say right now, well, there were some other things but they might not be the best things to send her, otherwise he himself would be tempted to buy her a ticket to get Australia. He selected her address, and began to type

'Hey, how are you? Tired? At least we're not up at five in the morning this time, we can have normal sleeping hours. Just wrote a song about you, not that the guys know that of course, they'd go crazy. I'm going crazy! I miss you so much...yeah, I know I say that too much. You would love it here, seriously, I'll try bring you here when everything is out in the open, just us. By the way, is Carrie giving you a hard time? She better not be, considering you're sick and stuff. Have you been to the doctor yet, I'm worried about you, you've been sick for awhile now. Tell me what's up when you know ok? I better go, but I'll talk to you really soon.

Lots of love

Tom xxx'

He pressed the button marked 'send', and within a matter of seconds, half way around the world, the computer in Rosie's room made a 'ping!' noise, as she re-entered the room.

She plunked herself down in her desk chair, taking tiny sips of water from her glass, it was the only way to stop herself from being sick again, she was lucky her mum hadn't heard her at all these past few mornings, she wasn't sure if she felt better about it now that she knew what it was. She wanted to tell Tom to his face, but she still wasn't sure when they would be back, he said he was going to surprise her when he got back, not telling her anything about when he would arrive back.

She typed out a long winded message, explaining what had happened at the doctors, and how she couldn't wait to see him, her hand on her stomach the whole time, half to stop herself feeling sick, and the other half out of comfort.

The mouse hovered over the 'Send' button, she didn't know if she should tell him this kind of thing over e-mail, should she at least ask him to call her? Maybe she should tell her mother first...? She thought for a second, yes, tell her mum first, considering she would still be here for awhile, though this changed things, maybe they would have to move some of their plans forward.

She wheeled her chair backwards and stood up, holding her head as the room span. She took a deep breath, walking out of her plummy coloured room, and now standing in front of her mothers dark wooden door, she could hear her getting ready for work.

She hoped she wasn't stood up...