MONTHS LATER-

"SOMETHING KINDA OOH, JUMPIN ON MY TO TO" Olivia was dancing around her apartment, as usual after she had been fired from T4. It was heartbreaking but now that Cam was back in her life she was happy as ever. She had a boyfriend, great friends, and was going on vacation with Dee, Cam, and McFly. Dee and Harry would be together the whole time due to their new relationship. Olivia thought about the happy couple. Dee had taken out her nose ring permanently and had dyed her hair a platinum blonde which was much lighter than her old blonde hair.

Danny was bringing his latest girlfriend, Kimberley, while Tom was bringing Gio. Dee and Olivia were now pretty great friends with Gio. Dougie, however, wasn't bringing anyone. Olivia and Dougie had made up since the "SingStar" incident and had been talking a lot more. Olivia considered him her best mate now (not that she would ever tell Dee). Everyone was always trying to set Dougie up with girls but he seemed to reject all of them. It was almost as if he LIKED being alone. It confused Olivia so much. So the only person without a girlfriend on the trip was going to be Dougie. The whole group had pointed this out to him but he simply replied with, 'I'll just be in the ocean.'

'EVERYBODY WANTS TO KNOW HER NAME,

I THREW A HOUSE PARTY AND SHE-'

"Hello?" Olivia answered her mobile which had obnoxiously started to ring while she was busting moves to Girls Aloud.

It was Cam. Ever since Olivia had brought him along and he had met McFly, they had been helping Cam put together his album. They were making her boyfriend's dream come true and she loved them for that. Cam was calling to tell her he had to go to the studio for his newly signed label and record so he wouldn't be able to make it to their date tonight.

"Cam," Olivia was disappointed. Also, their date was in two hours. He was canceling awfully last minute, "I don't think you realize this was our 3-month-anniversary date."

"I know, babe," Cam grabbed his beer and took a swig from it. Olivia was such a dope. He had already gotten the record deal he wanted; there was no use of her now. He looked up at the sexier, much hotter, birds dancing up on the poles. He threw bills to the brunette in front of him and remembered that Olivia was on the phone, "But this is really important, Olivia. The manager's going to meet me any minute now, I'm outside his office. Listen, Liv, we'll have plenty of time together in Barbados, alright? Now I have to go, the receptionist just called me, bye, babe!" He shut his mobile and looked back up. This was the good life.

"Uh?" Olivia listened to the line go dead. She sighed. Ever since he had gotten his record deal Olivia barely had any time with him, "I wonder if Gio or Dee ever feel like this. Or even Kimberley…" she muttered to herself.

Olivia threw her phone onto the bed which was located in her new loft. All her friends had pitched in and bought her a new place for her birthday, which had been in January. Olivia's old place had been a crappy, small apartment on the outskirts of London. The new loft was smack dab in the middle of the town, huge, and gorgeous. When they had presented her with the keys, she was confused. When they opened the house, she had started crying more than she had in then past three years.

She walked to her mirror and looked at herself. She was still in her True Religion straights, the Blink-182 shirt she had borrowed from Dougie a while back, and in her Converse. She had put on her makeup, however, flawlessly and had curled her hair into long waves all for Cam.

"Well," she walked over and plunked onto her bed next to her phone, "at least I didn't get dressed."

She turned over and saw her Sidekick just lying there. She thought for a second and then picked up the mobile and swiveled it open.

"Dee? No, she's visiting her parents with Harry. Gio? With Tom. Kimberley? Yeah right. She's probably shagging Danny right now," Olivia read out some of her contacts to see if she could meet up with anyone. And then she stumbled upon it, "Dougie?"

She fumbled to dial his number and sat up. Her best mate! Why didn't she think of him first?

"Ring, Ring"

And then it hit her. What if he was with another girl? It would be so awkward of her calling. Or what if he wasn't in? She'd fell so stupid. She was about to hang up when his voice spoke through the speakers of the phone.

"Ey, Olivia!" Dougie was always cheerful over the phone. And in person. His voice always made Olivia smile.

"Hey, Doug," She turned onto her stomach -staring out the window next to her bed at the bustling streets of London- and was kicking her feet which were hanging over the sides of her King bed, "I was wondering if you were doing anything today?"

Dougie's heart flipped. Had she broken up with Cam? Was she asking him out on a date?

'Idiot,' he thought about himself, 'I'm her best mate! She just wants to hang out what am I thinking???'

"No, not at all. You want to come over?" He said calmly, casually.

Thank God for Dougie. He seemed to always be there for her.

"Ohmigod really? Thanks, Doug. I'll be there soon, 'kay?" Dougie could tell through the phone how happy she was. When Olivia was happy Dougie's stomach churned. It was a good feeling though.

"Cool, I'll order Chinese. See you then!" He hung up his mobile and flung it onto the couch. He then scrambled to pick all the junk up off of his floor. He hadn't cleaned his house in forever and it was a total pigsty. He hopped the couch and turned on some Blink-182 and then proceeded to grab things in armfuls and sort them out. He debated on whether or not to just dump the things in his closet, but Olivia loved to check out his clothes and he didn't want her to be engulfed in crap.

Olivia hugged her mobile. She was so happy Dougie was free. She wanted to talk to him really bad and there he was. She checked the time, 5:24PM, and decided that she'd give Dougie another five minutes to clean his room before she left the house. Knowing him, it hadn't been cleaned for weeks and was a complete and utter dump. It probably smelled like stale pizza and Chinese food, too. She grabbed her bag and put a can of Febreeze in it which she would "accidentally" leave at Dougie's. Hopefully he's use it to freshen his house this time, not his dirty clothes that he didn't feel like laundering. She laughed when she remembered that. Dougie was such a character sometimes; it made her want to hug him. He was probably the greatest friend she had ever had.

5:30PM, Olivia had glanced the clock. She thought she'd walk slow and maybe by the time she got there at least his living room would be clean. She grabbed her purse and locked the door as she left. Summer was approaching and the skies were a misty blue. Olivia looked out the windows as she waited for the elevator to come.

"DING!"

The doors opened and she stepped into the cozy, small room. She pressed the "G" button and waited for the elevator to get to the ground floor. When the doors opened again, she stepped out ad walked into the middle of the bustling streets she had seen from her own window, ten stories up, earlier. Olivia crossed the sidewalk ad persisted to walk past all the shops and people. She loved London, the people, the stores. It was so much better than America. But walking past all the gray concrete made her miss her old home in Orange County. The beaches, the sand.

"Barbados," she said to herself, "will have beaches and sand. And that's in less than a month."

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Dougie sat down on the couch and observed the newly clean living area. He was sore and tired but it was all worth for the fact that it no longer smelled like stale Chinese food and pizza. He looked at the time on his mobile. 6:20PM. Olivia would be here anytime-

"DING, DONG"

The chime of the doorbell filled the room and Dougie leaped to get the door.

"Hello, may I help you?" Dougie was wearing a ridiculous glasses/nose combination and was keeping a straight face. Olivia on the other hand burst out laughing.

"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?!?" She was laughing so hard she felt tears. The absurd getup Dougie had on was too much.

"Oh! Olivia. Why come in" He smirked and took off the glasses as Olivia came in and fell atop of the couch, continuing to laugh her heart out.

"Come on, it wasn't that funny."

"Au contraire, it was HILARIOUS." Olivia was rolling, clutching her stomach, laughing.

"I see. Well let's hope you aren't ticklish." Dougie grinned. His comment made Olivia stop mid-roll and stare at him.

"Dougie Poynter don't you dare or I will-" but she was cut off by a heap of Dougie landing on her and beginning to tickle her.

"NOOO!!! STOP!!" She was laughing ten times harder now.

"Alright" He sat up and smiled.

"Want to get off me, too?" He just realized that he was sitting on top of her.

"Eh," He laughed as she pushed him off.

"Dougie, I swear you are such a freak. But that's why I love you." Olivia sat up and gave her best friend a hug. Dougie blushed. "I love you… in a friendly way she meant. God, man, get yourself together!" Dougie thought to himself.

"I know, I know. Now tell me what happened between you and Cam." He looked her straight in the eyes. Olivia wondered how he could have known. But then again the two were so close that he could guess most things about her. She sighed

"Well," She let go of Dougie and laid her head down on his lap instead, "Today was our 3-month-anniversary, and he just cancelled like that. Last minute. Again. I mean I know he's busy with work and all but, did he really have to go see Ben (his manager) today?"

Dougie stopped stroking Olivia's hair. The label was closed today. There was no way Cam was working. But he wouldn't let Olivia know this until he knew what exactly Cam was doing. Maybe he HAD met up with Ben for a drink or two.

"I mean," she continued, taking Dougie's hand into hers this time -subconsciously- and snuggling up to her friend more, "You're a musician, too. But I see you all the time. Was it like that for you when you guys started out?"

She sat up and looked at Dougie.

"Well," He stuttered. He couldn't lie to her, "No. BUT times are changing now. Everyone wants to be a great, famous musician. It's probably much harder now."

Olivia smiled. Apparently Dougie had said the right thing.

"Okay. If you say so, Doug. I have absolutely no reason to doubt you. Now I'm tired of this emotional-ness. Let's play something on the Xbox!" Olivia hopped up and ran over to where the console was.

"Guitar Hero III!!! Dougie, when'd you get this?" She exclaimed, picking up the controller, "I'm absolutely obsessed with this game. Want to play?"

"Ahaha, don't get your hopes up, Liv. I'll beat you like that!" He hopped up and grabbed the other controller, and turned on the console.

"Loser has to walk around in their underclothes!" Olivia exclaimed, setting up the song they would play to.

Dougie immediately got flustered. The thought of seeing Olivia in her underclothes, which he had several times, had suddenly caused him to fumble with the notes he usually was a master at. Throughout the whole song he fidgeted with the guitar controller and, obviously, ended up losing.

"Who's laughing now, Mr. I'm-so-good-I'll-beat-you-like-that? STRIP!" Olivia laughed at her friend.

Dougie sighed and disrobed himself until he was clad in his Toy Story boxers.

"Nice choice, Doug. Really." Olivia snickered.

"Yeah, yeah. I challenge you to a rematch! If I win I get to put on my knickers again, but then YOU have to dress down."

"And what if I win?" Olivia was actually embarrassed to ask. Seeing Dougie in his boxers wasn't a bad sight but she felt guilty.

"Then," he stated clearly, "You can make up a rule. Sound good?"

Olivia agreed and so the night went on with them dressing and undressing with every win and loss. Eventually they started getting cramps in their fingers and plopped back down onto the couch, both in nothing but their undergarments.

"Okay, I'm hungry." Olivia sighed, tired from the mass amounts of rock they had unleashed.

"AGAIN?" Dougie was marveled by Olivia's ability to eat everything and not gain an ounce, "WE just had Chinese… a couple hours ago." He checked the clock which was now flashing 10:43PM.

"I'm just going to grab some chips. I'm dying here." She got up and waked to the kitchen.

"Wow, she's got a nice behind." Dougie couldn't help but notice, "HOLY SHIT. SHE'S MY BEST MATE. I CAN'T BE THINKING THAT!"

Suddenly his phone rang, snapping him out of his trance. He picked it up and flipped it open.

"'Ello?" He spoke

"Dougie! My man!" Cam's voice slithered through. Dougie's face grimaced. Olivia's boyfriend sounded positively hammered, "Listen, I'm at the Gents club downtown. Care to join me? But shh, don't tell Liv. I'm supposed to be 'working'."

Dougie almost had a fit right then and there. So THAT'S where Mr. Super was. Seeing a bunch tarts dance up and down poles, probably getting ready to shag them. He was disgusted. And he knew he couldn't tell Olivia. She'd be positively devastated that her perfect boyfriend would do such a thing.

"Listen, I really can't I have-" Dougie was cut off by Cam's slurring voice

"Fine, fine baby I'll be right there. Listen Doug, I have to go, adios muchacho" And with a click they disconnected.

"Who was that?" Olivia was walking back out o the kitchen, eating chips like there was no tomorrow. Strangely enough, seeing such a thin, fit girl shovel food into her mouth was attractive to Dougie. What a freak he really was.

"Erm, no one." Dougie tried his best not to seem suspicious.

"Okay then." Olivia gave Dougie a look and then sat back down. She turned on the telly and happened to stumble across a McFly interview.

"Ooh! It's new, too!"

"Shit. Olivia turn that off right now!" Dougie panicked; this was the interview where Fearne had asked him if he fancied anyone. He need to get that remote back ay-sap or this would get ugly.

"No!" Olivia giggled, hiding the remote as Dougie tried to wrestle it out of her.

"Come, on!" He was trying to tickle her, but the girl would just not let go.

"So Dougie, how about you? Do you fancy anyone?" Fearne Cotton's voice drifted through the room and had Olivia turn all her attention to the telly.

"Well," Dougie's voice was nervous as he spoke, "There is this one-"

CLICK.

"DOUGIE!!!" Olivia screamed, mauling her mate who had stolen her remote and turned off the telly.

"Olivia." He mocked her tone, refusing to return the remote.

"You suck, Poynter. I'm going to go to sleep." She got up and walked off to Dougie's bedroom.

"Ugh, fine." He followed behind her into the room.

She climbed into his bed and curled up in the covers.

"NO way. You're sleeping on the couch today." She grabbed the covers as he tried to get in.

"What?" He gaped.

"Yup. Get get, little boy."

"Just because I wouldn't let you hear the rest of the interview?

"Exactly."

"Ugh."

"Fine, get in. But make a move, Poynter, and you will never feel anything again."

"Alright, Hampton." He went under and looked at Olivia who had turned the other way.

"I forgive you Dougie." She turned to face him.

"That as fast."

"Well, as Gandhi said, 'only the strong can forgive.' And you know I'm macho."

"You sure are, Liv."

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Now THIS is a chapter. Nice and long. Anywho, read, review, blah blah, blah. And as for chapter 6, it's going to take place in Barbados and stuff ish. I don't feel like writing time period RIGHHT after each other, for a while, so I'm going to skip through a bit.

If that sentence made sense, great. If not, sorry I'm tired :