I hope you all noticed my mistake yerterday because, if you didnt, there's another chapter you have to read. I uploaded another chapter between chapter 35 and 37, which is named 'I Predit A Riot', it's a fight between Dougie and Danny...

Well, here's another chapter, hope you like it.

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Doug's POV

My mouth almost fell open when I saw Jazzie… Her hair was short and curl. And black!

"What the hell happened to your hair?" I said unconsciously, feeling surprised to hear that coming out of my mouth.

She sat next to Tom, who had his guitar over his lap… We were all together trying to come up with some good ideas for different songs and we, of course, were also eating.

"I changed my hair style, do you like it?" she said.

"I think you look great" Danny said from the other corner of the room.

"It looks good, Jazzie, really unexpected though" Tom said.

"Yes, it looks good" I said "But why did you change it?"

"Because I want to be friends with Ally" she said.

Oh, no, she said her name! Now everything came back to me in quick flashes in my mind, like a private torture.

"And what does your hair have to do with your friendship?" Harry asked confused.

"She cant look at me without remembering someone else who hurts her" she said, her tone suddenly angry. I knew what she meant; she was talking about me "So I decided to changed my hair, maybe that could help. She hasn't seen my yet though"

I started to play my bass, trying to avoid everybody's eyes.

"Maybe you should talk to her" Jazzie said softly as she sat next to me "You kind of stole my friend"

Well, she kind of stole my heart!

"I can't talk to her" I said.

"Why not? You were great friends and out of nowhere we don't hear from her for about two months" Tom said "I like her, she was cool"

"Hope Gio doesn't hear that" I said.

"She's not a jealous controlling bitch like someone else, so no worries" Danny said and I just ignored him.

"Alright, and what happened to you two? You've been acting weird for about two month too!" Harry said.

"Yes, we want to know, we are friends, we don't keep secrets" Tom said.

"Well, apparently we are not friends, so it doesn't really matter" Danny said.

"I am your friend" Tom said annoyed "You have to tell me"

"No!" I said before Danny said anything, he was particularly closed to Tom, he'd surely tell him everything and I didn't want anyone else to know that I was a stupid cheater.

"Danny, if Dougie is not your friend then you don't have to keep his secret" Harry said and winked at him.

"Yes, he's right!" Danny said.

"Danny, please, don't!"

"What? Why shouldn't I tell them that you cheated on Frankie with Ally and then told Ally to get lost?"

"You did what!?" Harry looked at me surprised "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Yes, why did you only tell Danny?" Tom asked hurt.

"Because I don't want Frankie to found out!"

"How could she ever find out? She doesn't read minds and we wouldn't tell her" Harry said.

"Besides, she's hundreds of miles away from here, there's no danger in telling us" Tom said.

He was right. We were on tour right now, hundreds of miles away from London, she could never hear me and Harry was also right, she couldn't read minds and my friends wouldn't betray me, they would never tell her about it.

"Alright, I'm sorry" I said "I just freaked out"

"It's ok, but let's not do that" Tom said "Lying to each other or keeping secrets wont help the band or our friendship"

We usually had loads of fun when we were on tour, but this time things weren't so great because Danny and I weren't almost talking to each other and so the four of us hardly ever were in the same room. I hoped that didn't have any kind of influence on stage, I wouldn't like to disappoint our fans.

"I'll be right back, I'll go get something to drink" Danny said. I watched him leave and felt extremely stupid… I was fighting with one of my best friends for stupid little things; I'd always known he didn't like Frankie and I knew he was right about many things he said… And I also told him some really bad things too…

"I'll be right back" I said and left after Danny. He was leaving the building and I ran to him "Can I go with you? I'm kind of thirsty too"

He looked at me kind of confused "Sure"

"I wanted to talk to you about our fight… I'm sorry about all the crap I said"

"It's ok dude" he seemed uncomfortable "No worries"

"Are you alright?" I asked him.

"Yes, sure" he was avoiding my eyes.

"Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Not now really… Later, ok?"

"Sure…"

I was dying to know, I'm very curious, but for now I was just happy we were friends again; it'd been so silly to fight with him and so easy to apologize. I guess that was just the way we were, we didn't know how to actually fight between each other, this had been the longest fight we'd ever had.

So everything was better for me now; Tom was being very supportive with this whole Ally thing, I knew he liked her more than he liked Frankie, but he didn't say it for my own good. Harry had been a little bit upset because I had kept the secret from him for more than two month, but he couldn't get mad at me, he only pretended to be angry. Jazzie was looking really pretty with her hair like that and Danny was always protecting her for any other guy who came closer to him, I loved that. We were all having so much fun…

...Until I saw her there, standing between the people; she wasn't singing, she wasn't smiling like the rest, she was only there, like a ghost, watching me with sweet eyes while her mum was the one who was behaving like a teenagers. I froze, I was later really glad that we weren't playing in that moment, Danny and Tom were doing some funny stuff. Some guys that were behind the stage asked me if I was ok and I just nodded.... I waited for some minutes until I reacted, I was kind of hoping I would woke up in any minute... But then the truth hit me; she really was right there, looking at me, and I was right there too, watching her, feeling the love coming back to me.

As soon as the concert finished, I run to tell security to look for Ally and her mother… I couldn't let her go now, I needed to know why she had come to the show… If she hated me as much as I thought she did, she wouldn't have come. There was a voice in the back of my mind asking me why I was running desperately trying to find her, I had already left her and I was doing a good job at staying away from her… Why should I let temptation take me again? But I fought that little annoying voice, I needed to know how she was doing, if she still hated me or if we could be friends, no matter how hard things could get. I had lost her once, I was willing to fight for at least out friendship again. She was everywhere, I couldn't fight fate, I had the feeling she had to be in my life, I always made my way back to her somehow, so I had to face it and do my best to be her friend. There was no escaping from this feeling, this had no stop and, anyway, I was too tired of running.