The past few days have been easier than I expected. I sorted through my phone, reading each and every single text that I received and actually began to talk through everything with my friends. Or at least most of them. The closest ones.

My relationships with everyone are building back up to that strong point that was there before. Although, I guess you could say that they never really went, it was just a small phase where I distanced myself. And even though that the past month has been hell, somehow it managed to make the relationship I hold with my mum much stronger. I'd learned to value her more, and not take everything for granted. To talk about things if they begin to bother me, and actually have that feeling of happiness back inside of me and the ability to have a smile on my face.

Kasper's been great also. Just as quick as you begin to miss your little brother though, you soon remember how annoying he is. No joke, he bugs the hell outta me with his nonstop shouting and screaming. Not to mention the noise he and his friends all make when playing the xbox! Boys and their toys, eh?

You're probably wondering about my relationship with Cory though. I wish I could say it was stitched back together, and everything back to normal but the truth is, it isn't. I know it isn't. On Thursday – 3days – we talked. I managed to explain everything inside of me to him, and also see his point of view on everything. The hurt that he had to go through and the worry for me. I understood how it must have felt for him, and although we talked it all out and did the whole "kiss and make up", I can see that it's not the same. Sure, the smiles are there, and the laughter too, but it's not the same.
He looks at me differently. It's not the same look that I used to notice that would send my stomach into a flurry of whirls. Or that same look that would send a twinkle to his eye. It's a look with no meaning. His smiles towards me no longer touch his eyes, and each kiss feels like its losing meaning and feeling as the days pass by.

Ever loved someone so much, to only know they don't feel the same way about you? I do now. And it hurts like a bitch. Everytime I go to text him, I have a niggling feeling at the back of my head that questions everything we've ever been through and the stupid mistake I made. Things aren't the same, and unfortunately, sooner or later I'm going to have to wreck my progress of picking myself back up again to only fall down. But, I'm thinking of leaving that for later in the week. I've got plans later today and tomorrow.

"Whoa man, just got back from out of town, met a girl, she made me sweat. She took me up on all my bets, I could keep up. And oh man, I remember my momma said
"find a girl that's pure as snow, just settle down and praise the lord". She never met my mom"

Go away. Shut up. Ugh!
Peeling the covers away from my skin, I scurry around my bedroom floor looking for my phone. With Austin Gibbs voice getting louder and louder as the ringing continues I finally manage to find my phone, just in time as well – I can hear someone moving in the next room, and I had no idea what the time was. I'll tell you this though, it felt too early for phone calls.

"Hello?" I answered my phone, still half asleep.
"Hey, does Mell know yet or are we waiting till tonight?" It was Shelaine. Or Shel to her closet friends, and she just so happens to be my amazing best friend. Honestly, she's my partner in crime and if there's anyone I feel the most regret for not talking too, it would be her. We're practically joint at the hip, and the month of not talking has to be the longest we've ever went. I missed her. And at this moment in time, I had no idea what she was talking about, and also knew she clearly had the wrong person on the line.

"Shel, it's Mell."
After a long lasting 30 seconds she finally spoke up;
"Oh.. I thought I called Char. Silly me. Wrong number. Bye!"
"Not so fast buster! What am I meant to or not meant to know..." But before I could finish my sentence the line was dead.

Glancing towards the clock on my phone – just as I thought – it was too early for phone calls. Not to mention stupid phone calls. 7:30 am. I'm not in the mood to phone Shel back, she's stubborn and there's no way I'm going to try and get information out of her. I'll call Charlotte instead, once I've caught up on sleep that is. Crawling back to my bed seems to be taking longer than I anticipated and slowly, but surely my eyes were shutting on me. Getting far too heavy for them to remain open for more than a second. Nearly there. Just one more crawl and I only need to jump the hurdle of my bed.

I can hear people talking. I'm not sure if I'm awake or still asleep. Everything is black but I can hear talking. No, whispers. My name keeps getting mentioned and things about tonight. Laughing. They're laughing. People are in my room, or in my dream. I have no idea if this is real life or not. Open. Eyes, open! Clenching my fists, or at least I think I'm clenching them, but my eyes won't open. Open eye-fucking-lids!

Oh god, I can feel something on me. I'm getting raped. I'm going to get raped.

"one, two, three, go!"

"AHHHH! Don't do it. Please!" I screamed at the top of my lungs; my eyes popped open while my arms and legs went flying to try and defend off whoever it was, on top of my bed. I held my arms in a defensive position. I waited. Waited for the person to attack, but nothing came. Finally, I peered through the gap between both arms to be met by stares and looks of confusion on the faces of my friends. Shel, Charlotte and Lou.

Pulling my covers over my face, I hid from the stares. But, my grip wasn't strong enough 6 hands and their tug. Finally I let go only to be greeted by a pile of laughter which were soon joined by me. Why we were laughing, I had no idea.

"Guys, why are you here? I thought we were going out later?" I asked whilst rubbing the sleep away from my heavy eyes.
"You're kidding right, Melly? It's just past 1." Charlotte responded, before another fit of giggles erupted. Through the laughter, I managed to look at my clock, and right enough it was already past 1. Man, I really slept well.

Turning to Shel, I simply thanked her for waking me up this morning before asking what we were doing, and why I didn't know. Or know the truth, considering I was told we were going to the cinema, but clearly that wasn't the plan.

Silence fell in the room. They were all hiding something from me.

"C'mon guys, what is it? You know I hate surprises. Spill!"

The silence is killing me. Their stares are killing me. I can't take it, so I throw myself onto them threatening to stay there until they tell me everything they've got planned. "I'll get Kasper to help tickle all three of you, and torture you until you speak! You know I will."

Both Shel and Lou's eyes widen, as a smirk begins to form across my face.
"You know I'm serious." I snigger and before I have the chance to shout on the wee mite, Lou gives in.

"Fine. We'll tell you. But, you're wrecking it for yourself. Don't say I didn't warn you Melly bear!" Lou stated before all three of them turned away from me to whisper stuff to one another.

"Guys, you realize I'm right here, don't you?"

"Will you hold one one minute, we're figuring the best way to tell you, dumb ass!" Charlotte said as if it were obvious to me.

With time passing by, and me getting restless with every passing second, I decided I may as well get changed, as, at this moment in time, it seems like I would be able to complete this task quicker than it takes them to hurry up.

"Right, I'm getting dressed." I declared before marching over to my wardrobe. Scanning through my lack of clothes, it hit me; what am I meant to wear if I don't know anything about what we're doing.

Hastily, I turned to the three lumps on my bed;
"I sorta need to know what to wear. So I don't look like a tit!"
Before they even bothered to answer me, I noticed that each of them rolled their eyes at me, as if I'm asking a stupidly ridiculous question – bitches.

Charlotte spoke up first; "anything will do, don't worry. Just get changed, then we can fill you in on everything. Oh, you'll need to pack things – like overnight stuff too."

"But don't over pack." Shel chirped in.

"Or wear clothes that are too thick!" Lou added.

"Aha, okay guys. You finished?" I asked through laughter.

With one look towards one another, we all started to laugh. Why? I have no idea. But moments like these, are one's I miss. I've missed where we all just laugh for no reason at all but, it just feels right. Like it's how it should be.

"Aw, I missed you guys so much!" I cooed before jumping on them all, and letting the laughter continue on.

"So you guys going to tell me yet, or what?" I asked simply.

"No, get dressed then we kill. Shoo, go!"

"Fine, fine. But, I'm warning you three, if I don't find out soon, I won't be a happy bunny." I reminded them, before walking backwards with my eyes squinting and my finger pointing towards them, whilst they simply look on.

Armed with denim shorts, my GK all up in that tank, bra and pants I slipped out my room into the bathroom which is just down the hall from my room. Blissfully walking into the bathroom with All Time Low – Stella stuck in my head, I look to the mirror in front noticing how much of a state I look before turning to close the door, and begin to get changed.

[Shel's POV]

As soon as Mell left the room, that was our key moment to figure out a lie to feed to her. Of course we weren't really going to tell her the secret, why would we?

"Right, what are we going to tell her?" I asked the other two, hoping they had thought up some ideas earlier.

"No idea." Lou flatly said, before turning to look to Charlotte. She always knew the right things to say, and came up with most our plans. Normally it was Mell who was the brains but, it's not like we could go and ask her.

"I'm stumped. She can always tell when we're lying."

"How about we just, bend the truth?" Lou suggested.

"How though?" both myself and charlotte asked together.

"Easy. We're going out for tea, and going to a hotel to stay. We only need to tell her that part, and keep out the real surprise. She won't think anything of it. Not unless either of you two let on there's something else. Got that Shel?"

"Eh! I'm not going to let on anything, why are you looking aiming this at me?"

They both laughed, and with that, I didn't get an answer.

By the time we noticed Mell was in the room, we were in yet another fit of laughter. He quizzical look gave it all away; she hadn't heard one bit of anything we had talked about, which was a good thing.

"I'm ready, so you want to tell me now?" Mell chirped up as she planted herself next to me on the bed.

"Should I tell her, or you?" I asked Charlotte. "After all, you were the one who came up with this surprise for out Melly.

"We'll all tell her. Together." She replied in an overly enthusiastic tone.

With laughs filling the air once again, Mell began counting down from 3;
"One, Two, Threee! Go!" Letting us know when we were to pitch in about her secret. Or part of it anyway.

[Melody's POV]

"One, Two, Threee! Go!" I screamed, letting the girls know they can go ahead and tell me this surprise for me. Waiting for them to speak was getting to much for me to handle. I don't even know what we're doing yet, and I'm already high as a kite on the idea of them doing something for me.

Charlotte spoke first.
"Well, firstly we're going to this fancy Italian restaurant my dad told me about."

She nodded towards Shel to let her know it was her turn to speak.
"Then we're going to stay in a lovely hotel for the night."

Then Lou.
"In Glasgow. We're going to spend the tonight, then tomorrow we're going shopping for the whole day."

"AW! You guys!" I cooed before hugging the life out of them all.

"Glasgow, here we come!"