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Roxy's P.O.V

I thought that the only way I could properly get him out my head was to move country. I knew that everyone else in the world would say that running away doesn't solve the problem, because it is still there when you stop running, you know, like Simon Pegg says in "Run fatboy run"? Yeah well it had always helped me; everything I was feeling for Danny was situational in my mind.

I still loved him, no matter I told my heart not to. He screwed me, and my brain and left. I didn't want to forgive him like he had asked, and even though I was getting over the hurt, I would always be angry.

He had left me alone, alone to wonder what I had done wrong, that thing I had done that made him not able to tell me he was leaving, if he had told me, we could have still talked, on the phone and things? But no, he didn't think it would help. And I understood, I mean, it would mean we would never get over each other, but I knew that I wasn't about to get over him right now anyway, and just a voice on the other end of a phone would be better than nothing.

I stayed in contact with the other boys, which obviously didn't help. I loved them to, all like brothers, and I knew that I could tell them anything. I would have long phone calls with them all, especially Harry for some reason, he was always able to tell me straight, where as Dougie didn't speak about Danny because he didn't want to upset me, and Tom was most likely the same, which I found profusely sweet. But Harry would talk to me, let me know how he was doing, and sometimes I would hear him talking in the background, but then he would go, and I would lose touch again

I was currently sitting in a plane. Yeah, the big ones with the wings about ten times the size of me. It's not that I am afraid of flying, its more the height. I was on my way to Australia. I sat there thinking, my blind shut so the blinding sun couldn't invade my eyes in the early morning. I decided that I had better go to the toilet before the captain dude called out that we were landing, cause I just knew that I would end up needing to go in the middle of a busy airport.

After landing, I was walking with Addrienne, Alex and Charly to go get our bags, none of us had changed a smidge from the last time we were seen by the boys. We all still looked the same, and acted the same.

I cursed at my brain for thinking about them again.

And all of a sudden I was knocked to the floor by a male creature. He offered me his hand and as I took it, I realised who I was looking at.

"TOM!" I squealed.

When I heard people running towards us, I looked around and there stood before me, the man I adored.

"Danny" I whispered. Seeing him again hurt more than that time I repeirced my nose by hand, moisturiser and an ear ring.

Danny's P.O.V

We were standing waiting on Tom collecting our Luggage. Trust us to be able to go to Australia to create a new album. I wondered where Tom had gotten to, and when I heard someone screeching his name, I thought he was getting bombarded by fans already. I ran around the corner, Dougie and Harry not long after me, and considering I didn't know that he was only around the corner, I managed to stop myself before I banged into her. A girl, smiling at Tom. She turned to look at me, but I was already gobsmacked.

She was more beautiful than I remembered.

Photo's don't do her justice.

"Danny" She whispered.

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