Harry's sister kindly picked us up from school and dropped me home.

"I'll see you tomorrow, yeah babe?" Harry grinned as I got out.

I nodded. "Thanks Katherine!" I yelled through the window as I watched them drive away.

My stomach suddenly churned as I looked at my house from the side of the road. I was scared of facing my mum and explaining the situation to Jazzie.

I pushed our little gate open and walked up the path before letting myself into the house.

I heard the TV on from the living room and just hoped that it wasn't my mother.

I pulled my jumped off and dumped it randomly somewhere.

I cautiously looked round the corner and saw my sister in her stripy jumper, scoffing popcorn.

I smiled faintly before walking in fully, letting her know I was here.

"Dougie." She mumbled, putting her bowl of popcorn down.

"Jaz, we have to talk." I grabbed her arm and pulled her upstairs to my room.

She sat on the edge of my bed and just stared at me waiting for me to continue.

"So...erm...I guess you know about..."

She nodded, making it easier for me.

"How do you feel about it?" I mumbled, not even looking at her anymore, but the floor.

"Well, I'll never have a chance with Harry Judd, but yeah whatever!"

I laughed. "He only knew who you were because I told him!"

"You told him about me?!" She squealed, making me giggle.

"Just one thing." I said quietly. "Please don't say a word to mum!"

She smiled. "Won't that be slightly hard as he's your boyfriend...and the whole school knows? But yeah whatever, let me ask you a question."

I shrugged, then waited for her to continue.

"Didn't you used to be complete enemies with Harry? And I guess James and Danny too..."

My eyes narrowed. "Well, I guess people change." I muttered.

"So you were sleeping at his house last night?" She grinned, winking.

I sighed. "Yeah, I have no idea what to tell mum though!"

"Just say you were at Tom's." Jazzie replied casually.

"Yeah...er, well...Tom and me aren't really talking." I mumbled.

Jazzie's eyes grew wide. "Why not?"

"He's just not really happy with my relationship and choice of friends." I told her.

A door slammed downstairs, making me suddenly jump up off the bed.

"Mum's home." Jazzie muttered.

I started worrying and pacing around the room.

"Tell her about Harry and say he's a friend!" Jazzie whispered loudly.

I agreed with her and we quickly walked downstairs together.

"Hi mum." Jazzie smiled, taking her coat and hanging it on the hook.

I awkwardly stood by the stairs; I don't think she has noticed me.

"I'll go and decide what to have for dinner." Jazzie said, walking into the kitchen.

Great, my mum was looking right at me.

I smiled and went to proceed into the kitchen to help Jazzie.

"Dougie." I heard a voice behind me.

I ever so slowly turned around and looked at her.

"Where were you last night?"

I gulped and cleared my throat, it was too dry. "A friend's house." My voice came out merely a whisper.

"And you decided to sleep there without telling me? Was it Tom?"

I nodded without thinking. "I'm sorry, my phone stopped working."

"So you were at Tom's, okay." She said. "And what do you mean your phone stopped working?" She asked.

"It's a long story...but I have a new number." I said as she passed me her phone, letting me type it in.

I now knew it off by heart; it didn't take long to remember 11 different numbers.

My hands fumbled with the keys on her phone, saving my number.

"I heard you come back this morning, you were talking to someone."

"Oh, just Tom." I said.

"Okay, you could have said hi." She mumbled before walking into the kitchen.

I sighed and pulled out my phone from my trouser pocket.

I looked for Harry's number and sent him a quick text.

Me: My sister knows, she's fine with it – will find a better time to tell my mum.

I quickly sent it and shoved the phone back in my pocket, joining the others in the kitchen.

"There's fajitas for dinner, is that okay?" My mum asked, glancing at me.

I shrugged. "I'm not really that bothered. Do you need any help?"

She shook her head then started getting things out of the cupboards.

I felt my phone vibrate and quickly pulled it out, it wasn't Harry though.

"Who're you texting?" My mum asked casually.

"Oh a girl from school."

I wasn't lying, a girl I talk to sometimes, Melody, texted me.

My mum raised her eyebrows. "What's her name?"

"Melody." I mumbled before opening up her text.

Melody: Hey, just wanted to say congrats about you and Harry! A bit surprising but I think it's cute! :D (Oh and I hope this is your new number – James sent it to me...he might be messing with me...) x

I quickly closed the text as my mum appeared next to me, looking at my phone.

"I remember her, lovely girl. What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Oh just homework." I said quickly.

She raised her eyebrows again and stared at me.

What? How am I supposed to explain that she's congratulating me on my relationship with my enemy who just so happens to be a guy?!

I quickly turned around and bolted it upstairs, coming out with something like "I need to piss badly!"

Once again, I didn't lie, I did need to use the toilet very badly. It felt good saying two things that were the truth. Okay, they were pretty lame ones like needing to go to the toilet and the fact about who I was texting.

After my pleasant trip to the toilet, I made it to my room and sat on the bed.

I pulled out my phone and found the text from Melody again.

I decided for a few minutes about what to say before quickly texting back.

Me: Thanks! It is me haha! And I'm so glad that everyone seems to be taking it okay! I just am crapping myself thinking about telling my mum... x

I smiled and sent it to her. I must admit – I could call her a friend. We usually have to work together in some lessons when we do partner work. It's nearly always in alphabetical order when the teachers pair us up, and her last name is Pond. I remember having to do a Geography project with her in year 9; we had to build some kind of mini rainforest. It was quite weird as I barely knew her and we had to go to each other's houses a lot of the time to work on it. Tom was always telling me that I had a crush on her, but I was pretty sure I knew I was gay then.

I decided to get my iPod and listen to the amazing Beyoncé.

After a while I felt my phone vibrate again and quickly read the two messages that came in.

Melody: Ah you haven't told her? I was talking to your sister earlier and she was going on about how she's upset that Harry isn't single anymore haha :P I'm sure your mum will be fine with it! If it goes badly and she disowns you...then I'll get my parents to adopt you! x

Me: Ah Jaz was like that to me : / And thank you! That would be nice :D haha x

I replied then read the other text; from Harry.

Harry: Alright then, James knows that you haven't told your mum. He said that it will have to be done soon...sorry Poynter.

I sighed. Okay...I guess I could tell her. I'd rather Harry be there though...she wouldn't get as angry, I needed some support.

Me: Alright...when I do, can you be there with me?

After debating whether that sounded too mushy, I finally got annoyed at myself and sent the text.

"Dinner!" I heard my mum yell up the stairs as I heard Jazzie's door open opposite.

I quickly got off my bed and stopped her before she went downstairs.

"Listen, I told her I was at Tom's house." I whispered to her.

"DINNER!" My mum yelled again.

"COMING!" We both yelled simultaneously.

"I'm going to invite Harry over in a few days and tell her...could you maybe support me on this?" I asked awkwardly.

She put a hand on my shoulder. "Of course, Doug. You know I'm still upset that there can now never be a 'Jazzie Judd' but yeah, of course I'll help."

I grinned at her as my eyes thanked her.

My phone vibrated again and I quickly pulled it out, scanning the text.

Harry: Ahh do you need me, Poynter? Hahaaaaa okay! Oh have to go, fajitas for dinner!

I rolled my eyes but grinned at what a weird coincidence that was that we are both eating fajitas for dinner on the same night! I then shoved it back in my pocket, avoiding the look my sister was giving me.

To prevent my mum from yelling at us anymore, we quickly made it downstairs and to the dinner table.

A/N: I wanted to quickly upload this chapter as I'm back at school tomorrow so will only really have evenings to write more :(