Chapter 10

I was getting really freaked out about this whole situation. Someone was in my room, going through my stuff. Nothing's been taken, thank goodness, but I don't know if I should call the police or not. I decided to just wait and talk to Fletch about it, even though he is being a jerk among jerks right now. When he came into the room he went strait to the paperwork on the table and started to shuffle through them.

"Um, Fletch, are you the only one whose been in my room all day?"

"Yea, why," he said, not looking up from the paperwork.

"Because, someones been going through my stuff," I carefuly said.

He looked up at me and then looked around the room. He looked confused and stood up, forgetting the papers.

"What do you mean? Has anything been taken?"

"No, but they've been in my room, in my clothes and everything else. It's kind of scaring me," I said, close to tears now.

"Oh, Abigale, don't cry," he said, coming over to me and wrapping his arms around me.

I wanted to move away from his embrace, beacuse he was making me uncomfortable, but I didn't because I was afraid he would be offended. I know he's been a jerk, but he was just doing his job, right?

"Look, we''ll get the others up here and then we'll take another look around to make sure nothing's been taken," he said and then picked up his phone and called the guys.

They were in my room within minutes when they heard what was going on. I was surprised that they cared that much about me, excluding Tom because he's known me so long. I thought Dougie was mad at me but as soon as he walked into the room he engulfed me in his arms and started to whisper comforting words to me. After I calmed down though he walked away from me and sat down on the couch. I started going through everything again to make sure nothing was missing. I went into the bedroom area of the room and started looking through my stuff in there when I realized my underwear drawer was open. I shivered just thinking about someone going through my delicates. I walked over to the drawer and closed it, and then looked through my closet. I didn't think anything was missing until I looked at my jewlery box and saw it open. I walked and and saw that it was empty, they had taken all of it.

"Hey guys," I said, walking into the living room area, holding my jewlery box," They took my jewlery."

Danny stood up and walked over," Was there anything really important in there?"

I sighed," My grandmother's wedding ring. She gave it to me a year before she died."

"Oh, yea, I remember that," Tom said.

"I'm really sorry, Abby," Harry said putting his arm around me," Do you want us to call the police?"

"No, I mean that ring meant a lot to me but calling the police would give you guys publicity that you don't need. I'm just glad nobody got hurt," I said sighing and sitting down.

Fletch smiled and said," That's very mature of you, Abigale."

"I'd still feel better if somebody stayed with you tonight," Tom said.

Dougie snorted and said," I'm sure you would."

"Like who?" I asked, giving Dougie a look.

"I could do it. I mean we always used to have sleepovers when we were younger," Tom said, sitting down on the couch.

"Emphasis on 'when you were younger'," Fletch said," I can't have you sleeping in the same room with her, Tom. It's not appropiate."

Danny spoke up," Then what do we do? We can't leave her alone."

Fletch thought about it for a moment and then said," I guess there's no getting around it, one of you are going to have to stay with her, but I'd still feel better if it wasn't Tom."

"What? Why?" Tom said.

Fletch gave him a look and Tom looked down at his lap like he was ashamed of something. This really confused me. What did Tom do?

"Alright, Danny you sleep here tonight, but on the couch. If I find out you've done anything, you guys are dead," Fletch said.

"Yes, dad," I said, sarcastically.

He sighed and grabbed the paperwork off the table," We'll go over this tomorrow on our way to Newport."

He walked out of the room and I waited a couple of seconds before I said," I hate him, he's like a pregnant woman, he has way too many mood swings."

The guys laughed at me and then Harry said," Well, I think I'll go to bed."

"Alright, see you in the morning, Hazza," Danny said," I guess I'll go get my stuff from my room."

"Yea, I think I should go to bed too," Tom said.

He walked over to me a gave me a hug while whispering in my ear," If you need anything I'm right next door."

I smiled at him weakly and watched him walk out of the room. I turned to look at Dougie and found him staring right back at me.

"Dougs, I'm sorry about earlier, but you have to understand that Tom and I are just friends and that nothing is going on."

He laughed bitterly and said," What about that kiss three weeks ago?"

So that's why he's been acting so cold towards me today.

"He told you about that?" I asked, shocked that he hadn't said anything before.

"Yea, he told us yesterday. The other two were joking around with him about you and he broke down and told us everything. I just don't understand why you felt you had to keep this from me," he said, raising his voice with every word.

I felt tears spring to my eyes as I saw the hurt in his," I'm sorry, Dougs. I just didn't think it was that important when we both agreed that it meant nothing."

"You didn't think it was important to tell me that you kissed another guy?"

I was silent for a moment before I whispered," I'm sorry."

"I'm sick of hearing those two words, Abby. When it comes to Tom and me, it just feels like I keep getting the short end of the deal. I just feel like I'm never good enough for you and that you're only with me because you can't be with Tom," he said, tears going down his face the whole time.

Seeing him cry made me cry even harder," I never meant to make you feel that way."

He sighed," Well you have for the past three weeks. I just don't think this is working out."

"Dougs, please, I don't love Tom! You're not second best, you never were. I-I love you!"

He wouldn't even look at me when he said," Somehow I just don't believe that."

With that Dougie walked out of the hotel room, passing Danny on the way out the door.

He gave me a questioning look and asked," What's going on? You ok?"

I shook my head and sat down on the couch," No, I don't think I am."