Hello, on the day that I uploaded chapter 13 I added a bit onto the end of it and so I replaced the chapter. So if you read chapter 13 on the day that it was uploaded, just go back and check because you might have missed the extra bit that I added. Thanks :)

Chapter 14

Kyle's POV:

Silence filled the air as I sat in Evanna's bedroom. I wasn't in the mood to talk and it seemed that neither was Evanna. Instead I stared at her lilac walls. Most people that I knew had posters of their favourite musicians plastering their walls, but Evanna only had a few of those-which were McFly, Busted, Bruno Mars, Katy Perry and The Wombats. The rest of her wall space was covered in posters of films or television shows. These consisted of Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet with David Tennant on it, Harry Potter, Doctor Who and Merlin. She also had large pictures of young Leonardo Dicaprio dotted around. She claimed that it was because she appreciated him as an actor but I know that she simply fancies him. Evanna was perched on her bay window, hugging one of the fluffy pillows to her chest, while I sat cross-legged on her dark green carpeted floor. I leant my head against her bed and stared upwards. She had her face pressed against her window and peered outside into the drizzling rain.

"What a lovely summer we're having." She mumbled.

"Oh I agree. Well it's almost over. It'll technically be autumn next week."

"You can tell."

I moved my head to watch her.

"What's up?" I asked quietly.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

At this I leapt onto my feet and strolled over to her. When I reached her bay window, I crawled on to sit behind her. I stretched my legs out on either side of her and wrapped my arms around her waist. Most people would think that this was too intimate but we were fine with it-we were like siblings. Her head lolled back lazily to rest against my right shoulder as I enveloped her in my body and placed my chin on her left shoulder in return.

"What's troubling you friend? I know that something is wrong with you. I keep telling you that you can't hide anything from me, one day you'll learn." I smiled. I felt her sigh heavily.

"It's just Finn."

"Wow he is causing a lot of problems, this is the second time that you've told me that he's bothering you." I rocked us from side to side together.

"No he's not bothering me, it's not even what he's doing...well. I don't know." She threw her hands up in frustration. Unwrapping my arms from around her waist, I took hold of each of her hands in mine after she had dropped them. Our fingers entwined together and she stared at them.

"I...I think I...like him." She groaned lightly. A wide smile spread across my face.

"Isn't that good?"

"Well yeah but I found out that he's going through some tough stuff. And I don't think that I could be supportive enough. I think his condition-whatever it actually is-is serious and I don't know how to help him." I could sense the panic rising in her voice. So I began to rub my thumbs in circles over the back of her hands.

"Whatever it is, you'll be great at helping him. You help me all the time. I always feel better after talking to you. And besides, I think he likes you too. That's just my personal opinion but if he does like you then just having you there would make him feel better." I tightened my arms around her so that I could cuddle her without letting go of her hands.

"Thanks Kyle." She turned her head to peck me lightly on the cheek. "Now what's your problem?"

"My problem?" I lifted my head to look down at her. She grinned.

"Well 'I keep telling you that you can't hide anything from me, one day you'll learn'." She mocked my voice with a cheeky grin. "Don't think that you can distract me from your problems by asking about mine. Friendship doesn't work like that."

I rolled my eyes and placed my chin back on her shoulder.

"I'll tell you if you promise not to go mental."

"I pinkie promise." She stuck out her little finger and lifted it so that I could reach it from my angle. I hooked my little finger around hers.

"Well I have a girlfriend and I want to tell my family about her but I'm not sure how they'll react and I also want to make it as easy as possible for her considering she'll suddenly be in the public eye." I blurted it all out so that I would have a chance to tell her everything before she spoke. I felt her body tense so I looked at her face. She was biting her lip hard to prevent a huge smile.

"Ev you're allowed to smile." I rolled my blue eyes. A large smile erupted on her face and a subdued squeal escaped her lips. She twisted her upper body around and threw her arms around my neck. Then she recoiled and bounced in her place.

"Sorry I had to get that out. How long have you had a girlfriend for? And how?"

"We've been going out for ten months and basically I'd liked her for ages and her friends-Jamie and Chloe-tried to hint to me that she liked me as wel..."

"No." She cut me off by placing her hand over my mouth. "I mean how? How did you get a girl to like you? I can't understand why anyone would." She grinned.

"Very funny curls." I tugged on one of her curly blonde locks and stared out of the window.

"No sorry now you can tell me how you got together." Her eyes glinted with evil as she smiled.

"I'm going to kill you one day. Like I said, I liked her for ages and then her friends tried to hint to me that she liked me back. At first they were subtle and I couldn't understand what they were trying to tell me. But then after about a month Chloe sent me an anonymous text message saying 'I know who likes you' so I asked her to tell me who. But she replied with 'It's a secret.' So I then asked her to at least tell me the first letter of her name. She sent me a message that said nothing but 'E'. And then straight after that I got a text message from another unknown number that said 'mma'. So yeah I pieced it together and figured that I might as well ask her out. So I did and then I found out that it had been Chloe and Jamie who had sent the messages." I smiled sheepishly at her as she grinned in return.

"So her name is Emma then? What's she like? Can I meet her?" Evanna fired her questions at me at lightning speed.

"She's wonderful Ev. She's tiny and she's a gymnast and she's hilarious and she's also very bubbly. I just love being around her."

"So sorry but what's the problem again? I forgot."

With a sigh I moved to sit in front of her.

"Basically, I think that my parents might get a bit excited if I tell them or bring her home so I'm worried about that. But mostly it's because she's quite shy-unless we're alone-so putting her in the public with us might make her uncomfortable. She told me that she doesn't mind because she wants to be with me but I'm not sure if she actually understands properly."

This time she took my hands in hers. My gaze was locked on the raindrops that were falling down the window. She removed one hand from mine to lift my chin up so that I was forced to look at her.

"Well I suppose that every parent is going to be excited or make some sort of fuss when their only son brings home their first girlfriend so there's no avoiding that really. But regarding the introducing her publically thing, I'm no expert so I can't really tell you. However, we are currently sat in a house that contains four famous band members who have had a large number of girlfriends over the past few years." Her face lit up. Evanna's joy seemed infectious because I smiled right back at her as soon as I saw her teeth through her grin.

"Take your pick." She almost sang. Then she hopped up and went to her desk. "I'm going to draw. You can ask them now if you want." At this, she picked up a pencil and flipped open the pages of her sketch book. Many of the drawing had been aided by Lara-as they often drew together. This was what I loved most about my dad being in a band: even when I didn't feel like I could talk to my parents I had three other adults to talk to who I was just as close with. I sat in the window for a few moments longer before hauling myself up and going to look for Dougie.

Dougie's POV:

Ruthy sat on my lap as I bounced my knees up and down. Her bubbling laughter echoed around Tom's living-room in the background of our conversation. Somehow, we had gotten onto the topic of mine and Lara's wedding-again. I smiled to myself. It was actually happening.

"Ruthy can I stop bouncing you? I need to go to the bathroom." I pleaded playfully. The small girl placed a finger on her chin and looked to the ceiling, considering whether or not she should let me go.

"Ok Uncle Doug-Doug." She hopped off my knee and instead went to perch herself on Tom's lap. He instantly reacted by shoving his hands under her armpits and tickling her. Ruthy squealed delightedly. I stood up and walked out into the bathroom.

After I had washed my hands and left the bathroom, I found Kyle sat at the bottom of the stairs by the bathroom door. Smiling at him, I stopped.

"Are you ok mate?" I asked, acknowledging the apprehensive expression on his face.

"Well yeah but can I talk to you?" Kyle mumbled. I nodded in reply so he stood up to make his way into the kitchen. I followed him. There he sat down at the table and gestured for me to join him. Quickly, I took the seat next to him and twisted my body so that I faced him.

"What do you need to talk about?" I was feeling worried. Normally when he asked me to talk, it was never anything bad or serious. But his pupils seemed wide and filled with terror. It was practically leaking out of him. I placed a soothing hand on his shoulder and gave me a calming smile; hoping that it would relax him.

"It's just that I know because you've been famous for a very long time you will have had to introduce girlfriends to the public and your fans. And I know that some of them were normal people so it was very new to them. I was just wondering if you could tell me which the best way to do that is. Involving them in your life publically I mean." Kyle blurted, almost tripping over his words occasionally as he flushed a light pink colour. Slightly shocked, I sat back in my chair and removed my hand from his shoulder. But I didn't question him about why he wanted to know this. He was obviously embarrassed.

"Um well it depends...are we talking about an outgoing person or someone shyer?" I probed.

"Shy. Really shy in public-like school-but mainly just normal on her own."

"I suppose the best option would be to try and not be too public straight away. And don't be too intimate until she's been noticed, that way people won't pay too much attention to her at first. It'll be like easing her into your life. And then when she's been in a photo or two with you and people have accepted her as someone in your life-without knowing about a relationship-you can hold her hand or something. Hopefully people won't make too much of a fuss because they've already seen her with you. But there's no real way to stop people from prying. She's got to be prepared. You could help her with that as well by simply being supportive and trying to not let people find out where she lives. If you're asked about her, you could give vague details to prevent people from being overly curious but nothing much more will help." I rambled for a while. He didn't meet my gaze until I stopped talking. When he finally broke out of his deep thought, his face lit up with a smile that was just like Harry's. I grinned in return. That smile always made me happy-it didn't matter whether it was from Harry or Kyle.

"Thanks Doug." Kyle suddenly shot forward and draped his arms around my neck in a hug.

"It's fine mate. But can I know why you wanted to talk about that?"

He pulled back to look at me with a sheepish smile on his face. Even though I already had a pretty good idea of the reason I still wanted to confirm it.

"I um have a girlfriend." His sheepish smile grew until it was a full grin.

"Fist-bump!" I exclaimed holding up my fist to him. With a chuckle he lightly touched his fist to mine before we left the room. As we entered the hallway, I saw Evanna waiting at the bottom of the stair-case for Kyle.

"Hey curls." I greeted cheerfully.

"Hi Doug, did you have a nice chat?" She responded with a cheeky grin on her face. She knew exactly what we had been talking about.

"Yeah, I told him how to score hot babes."

Evanna stifled a laugh but Kyle let it out. With a grin, he jogged up the steps with Evanna as I returned to the living-room.

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