I took a double-take to make sure it was them. What were they doing here? John noticed my confusion and followed my eyes to see what I was looking at. "Oh I see your

chauffeur has arrived." he said in a smarmy manner.

"What?" I couldn't really make sense of it all I walked towards the car, while i did this Danny rolled down his window. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing with him?"

we both said at the same time. "I came to give you a lift home." "What do you mean what am I doing with him?" we said simultaneously again. We were not the most patient of

pairs.

I turned to apologise to John for Danny's rudeness, only to see him strolling off in the other direction, without a second glance at me. As much as I wasn't interested in him, he

didn't know that. He could have at least said bye I mean its common courtesy for god's sake. Danny saw my look of indignation and promptly told me to get in the car. I decided

for once to do as I was told and without another word I hopped into the warm car.

As we drove I could feel the warmth coming back into my fingers. I hadn't realised how cold I actually was. I gazed out the window and watched as the streets flew by. I was

feeling quite dejected, tonight was supposed to be the start of me moving on, but it hadn't really worked I was still alone, used and rejected by someone I wasn't even interested in

and once again I was sitting close to Harry wishing that he wouldfall madly in love with me. I always seemed to end up with Harry at the end of nights out recently, if only it was in

the manner i wanted so much.

I looked into the front of the car they were both just looking into the road ahead as if I wasn't there, I took in a couple of deep breaths as I felt the

familiar prickly feeling behind my eyes, small tears were threatening to make an appearance. I blinked back my tears and composed myself just as we pulled into a familiar road.

"I thought you were offering me a lift home?" I said as we pulled into the drive of the lad's house. "Ah stop moaning this is like your second home and I want you to make your hot

chocolate, mine doesn't taste nice I tried making it earlier and it was a big gloopy mess." moaned Danny. As we got out of the car I noticed that Harry hadn't said a word since I

had met them outside the club in fact Harry hadn't even looked at me since I saw him staring at me and John. This was so unlike him, he was usually so friendly and chatty I

couldn't really understand it.

As we went into the house Danny and I proceeded towards the kitchen, Harry muttered a goodnight and jogged up the stairs to his room slamming his door when he reached it.

After the night's events I was feeling a bit vulnerable but I was really quite shaken by Harry's coldness towards me, it was so out of character.

I knew the lads were not John's biggest fans ( probably because he was more successful with the ladies ) but I didn't think me kissing John could be that offensive to him that he

would give me the cold shoulder as a result. I pondered these thoughts as I made Danny's hot chocolate.

What was she doing kissing that guy? He is an absolute idiot. I think Danny was as shocked as I was when we saw her kissing John. Lola is usually so sensible, she doesn't just go

off with random guys it's not her style. She has class. Why does he have her and I don't? I am far more deserving than that idiot. He goes after anything with a pulse; Lola is far too

special for the likes of him.When she saw us looking at her she quickly made her way over to us. The image of her and John seems to be burnt into my memory I can't bring myself

to say anything to her in case I blurt out what I am really thinking. After Danny and Lola argue for a few minutes, John has the arrogance to just walk off on her. Lola didn't really

seem that bothered by him leaving, but I saw a glimmer of rejection quickly move across her face. She got into the car and we made our way back home. I still couldn't bring

myself to talk to her. For some reason I was annoyed with her. I knew I was being completely unreasonable, but I think my raging jealousy was raring its ugly head and manifesting

it self in the form of anger towards the girl I could feel myself falling for more every time I saw her.

I had not seen that much of her recently and I thought I was eventually beginning to get over her, but seeing her with john knocked me for six. It was nearly like a physical reaction,

the second my eyes rested on her standing outside the club I felt like I had been punched repeatedly in the stomach, like someone was trampling all over my heart and then using it

for a game of football. When we arrived at the house I made a quick exit and ran up the stairs to my room.

Once I had finished making the hot chocolate, we curled up on the couch, clutching large mugs filled with rich steamy hot chocolate. "So what were you doing with John? You

know he is a complete player Lola!" asked Danny. "Nothing I just met him in the club and we were chatting that's all" I protested.

"looked like a LOT more than chatting to me! Lolly you really don't want to hook up with a guy like that, to him you would just be another notch on a very well worn bed post"

lectured Danny.

He was a total hypocrite but that was a discussion for another day. "Im not going to be another notch on his bedpost Dan because I will not be going anywhere near his bed,

believe me! It was just a kiss nothing more. I am in no way interested so you can stop all this overprotective stuff" I said with a smirk. He threw me a dirty look trying to pretend

that he wasn't being overprotective. I could see he was trying to derive a defence for himself but he gave up pretty quickly, knowing damn well I would win any argument hands

down.

"What's up with Harry? He didn't utter a single word the whole time we were in the car." I slurped at my hot chocolate awaiting Danny's reply. At the moment he was attempting

to lick a bubble of froth off his nose - I really felt like I had his full attention!

"I don't know he was pretty hyper earlier maybe he tired himself out …… actually it was his idea to go and get you, he wanted some of your hot chocolate too. I wonder why he

went to bed." Danny eventually pondered out loud. Now I was even more confused than before.

"You don't think he is annoyed that I kissed John do you? I mean I know you guys aren't his biggest fans but I didn't think it was that big a deal."

Danny took in what I had said and seemed to be weighing up different scenarios in his head. "You know I don't know, because out of all four of us Harry probably gets on the

best with John - I mean they aren't best friends or anything near it, but I don't think there is any bad blood there. That is weird though the way he changed when we saw you. He

has been acting a little bit weird these last couple of weeks but he seemed to be back to good old Harry today." As he finished I saw a small look of regret creep across Danny's

face. He had seen the look of sadness slowly take over my face while I had listened to what he had said. I felt my heart sink in my body. Was I losing my friend? Danny moved

over to my couch and sat down beside me. "Hey come on, don't look so sad." he wrapped his arm around me. "Danny what have I done? Even when Harry has been at his most

hung over, his most ill and even when he has had two hours sleep and has had to get up at four in the morning to go to an interview and is worse than Oscar the grouch I have

always gotten a warm hello and a big hug. What have I done that has him so annoyed at me? And don't say he isn't as he blatantly is this is not normal Harry behaviour." I blurted

out in a frenzy of frustration and sadness. I was being quite dramatic but between the night's events and still harbouring feelings for Harry, at this moment in time I felt like I was

being rejected at every angle. romance, friendship and random fling on a night out. What the hell was so wrong with me tonight? that no one apart from Danny wanted to spend any

significant amount of time with me.

"Calm down, Lola! Ok Harry is acting very strangely in general and more specifically towards you. I don't know why but I do know you haven't done anything to him, for god's

sake you fancy the pants off him why would you do anything to annoy him it doesn't make sense. Lola you are one of the most inoffensive people I know, the last thing you are

going to do is offend someone and not even know you have done it. Stop worrying he is just…. I don't know hormonal or whatever you girls say when you're in a mood!"

I smiled, Danny always had a way of making me feel better. I was beginning to calm down now. He was right, I had not seen Harry that much recently so surely I would know if I

had done something to upset him, and god knows guys can be very bloody hormonal when they want to be.

We finished up our hot chocolates and traipsed up the stairs to bed, as we reached the top I stumbled over the final step like I did every time I climbed those blasted stairs. You

would think after three years I would remember that the carpet sticks up on that stair. I followed Danny into his room and wandered around his room before going to bed.

"You ok now Lolly?" Danny muttered as we lay in bed. "yeah thanks Dan you're the best" I gave him a quick hug then snuggled under the covers and drifted off to sleep.

Wishing and hoping that everything would be ok in the morning.

I couldn't sleep at all I just lay there staring at the ceiling. I didn't know how to deal with these feelings. I had never encountered them before. After a while I heard Danny and Lola

creeping up the stairs to bed. They were trying to be quiet but were failing miserably as per usual. I felt myself smile as I heard Lola stumble on the top step like she did every time

she climbed those stairs. You would think after three years she would know that the carpet sticks up on that step. They pottered around Danny's room for a few minutes before I

heard the familiar sound of them getting into bed. Eventually after staring at the ceiling for a while more I drifted into a restless sleep, my mind still battling the night's events.