After being caught by someone lurking around , we all bolted into a near cafe so that hopefully the person wouldn't follow and know where we are.

"I think whoever it was has gone now." James whispered.

"Are you sure? It must be someone I know, did you recognise the voice?" I asked anxiously.

James shook his head. "If the person confronts you about it, you have to lie. Tell them it wasn't you!"

I nodded. "It sounds dumb, but it's the only thing I can do."

"Ah my limo's here, I just asked to be picked up, see you later losers!" James grinned, walking out the door and climbing into his black limousine.

Danny and I both sat in silence, watching the limo drive off and neither saying anything about leaving too.

"Danny?"

He turned his head towards me and raised his eyebrows, one of the first times I've actually not been ignored completely by him today.

"Are you angry with me because everyone thinks I hurt Tom?"

Danny's face turned red. "You didn't, did you? I thought it wasn't you..."

I quickly shook my head. "No, it wasn't me, but he must be telling people it was. So Dan, please, just tell me why you and Harry and ignoring me! He told me today that he doesn't even want to be friends anymore!"

Danny's eyes widened. "Can't you remember anything?"

"About what?!"

"The night that we all went to James' place, the second time when you slept there too."

I shook my head. "We were all pretty drunk that night, how can I remember anything?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Nothing? Me, James and Harry can."

I frowned. "And what's that?"

"The reason why we're not telling you is because you need to talk to Harry about it, I can't discuss it with you, it's got really nothing to do with me."

"So then why do you seem to hate me if it has nothing to do with you?"

"I don't hate you..."

I rolled my eyes, standing up. "He's not telling me, so I guess I'll never know now." I spat, walking out of the cafe and getting on the first bus that stopped there.

X-X

I got in through my front door about 30 minutes later and saw my mother and sister in deep conversation in the middle of the kitchen.

"Dougie!" My mum said when she saw me standing there, backpack swung across my shoulder. "We have to talk."

I raised my eyebrows. "I don't have time, I need to do homework."

"This is far more important, Jazzie can you go upstairs please?"

Jazzie nodded and slowly walked up the stairs, her eyes never coming up from the floor.

"Thomas' parents are on their flight now so they should be here in a few hours."

I nodded, wondering why this is important.

"Thomas and Jazzie have been telling me a few things about you, we need to make some changes.

"Mum...I'm so, so sorry for not telling you." I whispered, looking down in shame. How could they tell her about me and Harry?!

"Why did you do it then?"

"Do what?"

"Drink alcohol with your friends and smoking too! Wait...what did you think I meant?"

Oh crap...they didn't tell her?! So was it Jazzie who saw me after school?! Okay...what do I say? I can't say anything about Harry and me...

"What...er, nothing." I muttered.

"So, are you going to explain yourself?" She said, putting her hands on her hips.

I shrugged. "The smoking was a one off thing – I promise, and I only drank with them once." I lied.

She shook her head. "That's not an excuse to do it...and I know you've drank with them more than once, it started when you went for a sleepover round one of their houses and you were also caught with a bottle after school! What's got into you?!"

I shrugged. "Can I go now?"

Her mouth widened. "What?! We have to discuss your punishment."

I rolled my eyes. "Punishment?"

"Thomas told me that you've been acting awful, always getting into arguments and fights ever since you befriended those boys. You can no longer see them."

"WHAT?!" I shrieked. "Are you joking?! They're my friends!"

She shook her head. "We'll see what happens, hopefully you'll make up with Tom."

She'll never know who I hang out with at school, will she? She can't exactly check my phone either, I'll just have to lie!

"Whatever." I muttered, walking out the room and up the stairs to see Jazzie lurking around.

Her face was full of sorry as she came towards me. "Dougie-"

"Piss off." I spat, glaring at her before storming into my room and slamming the door.

X-X

The next few days were very strange, Tom was back home with his family, I still weren't speaking to Harry or Jazzie, and Danny had starting talking to me a bit more but our conversations were still quite awkward. James and I became even closer friends as we hung out nearly every minute we could. I obviously wasn't supposed to see them, so we did it in secret, meeting up down that alleyway every day after school to discuss everything in our lives. Most of our time was spent talking about Harry, I still have no idea why he's acting this strange and James and Danny seem to not know much, it must be a few reasons to this.

Saturday morning, second week since the dare began. I'd gotten a text from Ash last night, I could barely remember him! He'd asked if I wanted to hang out at his band house today! I quickly got ready, feeling extremely happy to see him again.

"Where are you going?" My mum narrowed her eyes as I came down the stairs, coat in hand.

"Just meeting up with a friend." I replied, giving an innocent smile.

She frowned. "What friend?"

"You remember Melody!" I hated having to use my friend Melody as my excuse when I went to hang out with other people. It's not that I can't tell her about Ash, I just don't want her to ask a million questions about him.

"You're blushing!" She smiled. "You can't hide it from me forever, I know your secret." She winked.

"What?!" I gasped.

"You really like this girl! Or is there something already going on between you two?"

I gave out a shaky laugh. "Er...mum..."

"I'm so proud of you! You've got yourself your very first girlfriend! I have to meet her! Bring her over for dinner tomorrow!" She smiled.

Jazzie appeared in the doorway, obviously haven heard our conversation.

"Isn't this great, Jazzie! Dougie's got himself a girlfriend!"

"You do?" She looked at me through puzzled eyes.

I widened my eyes, hoping she wouldn't say anything. "Yeah well, I have to go...bye." I muttered, quickly escaping through the door.

I'd told Ash my address so he could pick me up, but that wasn't a very smart idea as my mum would probably see him arrive.

I got out my phone and rung his number.

"Hey Doug, I'm just about to leave, what's up?" His voice sounded cheery, making me smile.

"Could you just drive to the end of my road, my mum doesn't really know who I'm meeting." I said, laughing a little.

"Cool, cool. I'll meet you there then! Haha bye Dougs!" He laughed, hanging up.

God this guy was just amazing, how can he be so perfect? His voice makes me smile and looking at him makes me swoon.

I slowly walked to the end of my road, hoping he wouldn't be too long as it was a freezing day even though it was now October!

A silver car suddenly turned up by the curb where I was standing. I peered in and saw Ash, grinning at me. I smiled back and quickly opened the door, climbing in.

"How're you doing babe?" He grinned.

Babe? Did he just call me babe?!

I smiled. "Great thanks, how are you?"

"Doing awesome, I can't wait to show you our band house, and I've got a song that I wrote that I want to play to you!"

"Awesome, can't wait!" I grinned, putting my seatbelt on as he drove off.

X-X

4 hours later, after meeting and hanging out with his band mates for a while, we sat in his room, just talking.

"So how about that song I was going to show you?!" He grinned.

"Yeah! I'd love to hear it!" I smiled, as he pulled his guitar out.

"Alright, it's called 'All About You.'" He smiled and began playing.

Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew, so I told you with a smile, 'it's all about you!'

Then you whispered in my ear and you told me too, say 'if you make my life worthwhile, it's all about you!'...

I loved every second of the song, I loved how his hand carefully hit each string to each chord and how the corners of his mouth turned up when he sang, most importantly, I loved how his cool blue eyes looked into mine the whole time, as if he was singing it to me.

"That was amazing!" I smiled, applauding for him when he finished.

"Thanks Dougs, I knew you'd like it." He winked.

I smiled awkwardly and decided to change the subject. "So, what are your plans for the band and stuff?"

"Well, we're just writing lots of songs and stuff at the moment whilst trying to get signed."

I nodded. "I'm surprised you're not already, with that talent!"

"Thanks." He looked down, blushing. "Didn't you say you played bass?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Did I say that?"

He nodded.

"Ah well, yeah I do." I laughed uncomfortably.

"Come on, show me something then, I'll go and get a bass from Liam's room!"

"Oh no really, I'm not that good!" I blushed.

He rolled his eyes. "That's bullshit, you're playing for me Poynter!"

How does he even know my last name, did I actually tell him?! I giggled but still protested. "Alright, I'll play for you next time we meet up, so that I can actually learn something interesting."

He sighed, pretending to be upset. "Alright then."

I laughed, hitting him on the arm. "I should be getting home now, I told my mum I was hanging out with a friend of mine and just because she's a girl, my mum instantly thinks she's my girlfriend!"

"Wow, that must get annoying! Well, good luck with that then! When can I next see you?"

"Anytime you want." I giggled.

"Sounds good to me!" He laughed. "Hey, did I tell you that Alex has now joined your school?!"

"No! That's awesome!" I smiled.

"Yeah...hopefully that will make us closer, as you'll probably see him a lot, you'll be the only person he knows."

"Ah well great, I've been having problems with my friend and my mum's not even letting me see my other friends anymore! It'd be great to have a new friend at school" I smiled.

"Why is your mum not letting you see your other friends?" He asked curiously.

"Oh...it's a long story." I muttered, mentally slapping myself for even mentioning it.

"I have time." He said simply.

"Er...it's just they're just a bit of trouble and my mum thinks that they're changing me so she's banning me from seeing them..."

"Wow that must suck...I bet you see them anyway." He smirked.

I smiled. "Pretty much, even though my sister goes to my school so she could easily tell my mum if I'm with them."

"Yeah I guess so." He sighed. "So why aren't you friends with your best friend? You actually mentioned him earlier, Tom?"

I nodded, oblivious that I actually talked about him. "He's just not happy with my other friends either..."

Ash nodded, understandingly.

I couldn't tell him the real truth...it was too much. He doesn't exactly have a reason to be angry with me if he knew I have, or I guess, had, a 'boyfriend,' it's not like me and him are dating or anything...

X-X

It was late afternoon when Ash pulled up a few doors down from my house, to prevent my mum from seeing him again.

"Well, hopefully we can hang out more, I really like you Doug." He winked.

I couldn't help thinking that he's flirting with me when he winks. Is he?!

I smiled. "Yeah, I like you too."

He slowly leant forward, and for the slightest second, I thought he was going to kiss me. He gave me a brief hug before we said our goodbyes and I quickly got out of the car, waving him off.

I started to think more about him, being in a relationship with him...would it be too weird? Is he even gay? He seems like he likes me like that, but I can't be too sure...

I walked into my house, slamming the door behind me, instantly smelling the delicious spaghetti bolognese my mum was cooking for dinner.

I walked up the stairs, not bothering to say hello to my mother and proceeded to walk into my room.

"Dougie?"

I turned around, seeing Jazzie lingering by her door.

"What?" I grunted.

She sighed. "Your boyfriend came by earlier and left this for you." She held a pink envelope.

"You could've just left it in my room, and by the way, he's not my boyfriend!" I spat, snatching the envelope from her and going into my room, slamming the door again in her face.

I blinked the tears on my face away, why am I acting like this? Do I need to go into a mental institution? No, that's stupid – of course I don't!

What was Harry even doing here? He's been ignoring me all week! I quickly ripped open the envelope and carefully took out the precious letter with Harry's curly writing on it.

Dearest Dougie,

I'm so so so sorry about how I've been acting all week. I really hope we can start again, I don't know what came over me, please forgive me.

- Harry x

I smiled, as a tear dropped from my eye, onto the paper.