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Jessie's POV

The next morning, I borrowed one of their cars and went to go pick up my remaining things. I'd been living at David's. I arrived at his house to see a pile of things in his driveway and his car gone. Confused, I walked over to the pile, and picked up a note that was sitting on top of the piles of my things.

"Take your things slut. I don't want to see you again. Ever. Goodbye."

The constant twinge in my heart became stronger and I doubled over, feeling like someone was stabbing me in the chest. I willed the tears not to fall. But they kept coming. I gathered all my things that had gotten soaked in the rain and put them in my car. Then, I took a large flowerpot from his front porch. With every piece of strength I had, I raised my arm and threw it as hard as I could throw the lounge window, where I knew the white carpet was. The window shattered, leaving glass shards all over the porch and the carpet. The soil covered the floor, and the dead pansies lay like soldiers wounded in battle. I barely noticed the bleeding cut on my foot from the glass falling on it. On my way back to my car, anything that came in my way was broken. Flowerpots, those black outdoor lights and branches off trees. Leaving a trail of destruction behind me, I left, sobbing so hard I could barely see.

Dougie's POV

Was I right asking Jessie to come with us? Was I right in wanting her so badly already? The boys didn't think so. And that hurt a lot. I wanted them to support me. We were sitting in Harry's hotel room, watching Jackass, waiting for her to come back.

"So Dougie, is she going to be staying with us?" Harry asked, from his spot perched on the desk.

"I dunno, she might be for a little bit while we get her sorted out."

"Why are you saying 'we' Doug? You're the one who took her in like a puppy," Danny said and Tom gave him a sharp jab in the side. I looked sadly at my feet. I thought they'd want to help.

"I'd be happy to help Doug," Giovanna said quietly, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Me too," said Harry, Tom and Izzy in unison.

"Thanks guys," I smiled, looking up again. Danny kept his mouth shut in the corner.

"She's obviously very troubled and needs a hand to get back on her feet," Tom said, "and our Dougie's the best to help."

I smiled at Tom. At least I could count on him.

"So what's the plan?" Harry asked, eyes fixed on Johnny Knoxville.

I shrugged. "I dunno. I guess we'll figure it out over there."

The door opened and Jessie walked in. She'd obviously been crying, but forced a massive smile on her face as she opened the door.

"When's our flight?" she asked excitedly, sitting next to Danny.

"We're leaving in about half an hour," I replied.

"Dougie, can you come help me get my stuff out?" she asked with a small smile.

I nodded and followed her down to the car park.

"Erm..why's it all wet?" I asked, taking her bag.

"It rained last night," she shrugged.

"Why was it out in the rain?"

"Because it was." She turned away from me and collected half her bags in her arm. I made a mental note not ask again.

Jessie's POV

I didn't mean to snap at Dougie. Nor did I mean to act so secretive. But he didn't need to know what had happened. He'd get up and run in an instant if he had any idea what had happened with David. I sat on the plane in economy (I refused to let them pay to upgrade me to business class), watching Pitch Perfect. Unfortunately though, my mind wasn't focused on Rebel Wilson or the songs. I was focused on Dougie. He was so cute, so loving, so lovely. And I knew for sure the closer I got to him, the more I'd push him further and further away until he never wanted to speak to me again. Like everyone else.

The plane ride was actually the most boring thing I'd ever done in my whole entire life. I'd only ever travelled to Cambodia before, which was only about a ten hour plane trip. Not even half the length of this trip. There was only so many movies to watch, so much sleep you could get and so much food you could eat. We finally arrived and I stumbled sleepily off the plane, clutching my hand luggage. People bustled around, running to their next terminal, rushing to collect their luggage and squealing as they met up with loved ones. I stood at the door of the terminal, waiting for the other six to get off. They looked as sleepy as I felt, carrying their luggage and squinting in the fluorescent lights. We barely spoke as we walked to though customs and security, scanning our passports and my visa before finally reaching the door.

"Jessie honey, if you need anything, just call me and let me know, okay? Dougie has my number and I'd be happy to help with anything at all." Giovanna really was lovely. She patted my shoulder as we parted ways, me going with Dougie to his house and the others to their own places.

Dougie's POV

The car ride was awkward. I didn't know what to say and I don't think she did either. She looked with interest out the window at all of the landmarks and cars and people.

"How do you all travel so much? I'm so tired," she sighed, leaning her head against the head rest.

"Believe me, it's just as hard every time," I chuckled, reaching my driveway. "Welcome to my humble abode."

"It's lovely," she smiled, collecting her bags and waiting for me.

"Give those here," I smiled, taking her bags. Her hand brushed mine as she handed them to me, and my heart began to beat faster and faster until I was sure it was going to take off. She blushed and sheepishly looked at her feet. My smile faded as I saw her face, and I unlocked the door, holding it open for her. She gave me an embarrassed smile and stepped inside, surveying the place with a look of awe on her face.

"It's so big!" she exclaimed, putting her handbag on the seat in the foyer.

"Yeah, it isn't too bad," I laughed, putting the bags down. "Want a tour?"

"Sure," she replied, smiling.

Jessie's POV

Dougie's house was HUGE. He had six bathrooms. 8 bedrooms. A home theatre room. A room (bigger than my childhood lounge room) dedicated entirely to music. A huge skateboard ramp in his garden and an enormous entertaining area. I was in absolute awe. I knew I wasn't going to be living here forever. But for a few days, it'd be like paradise!

After we finished looking around, Dougie bustled around the house, collecting bedsheets, blankets, pillows and towels for the room that I'd chosen. It had been the nicest one..but was right next to his.

"Dougie, seriously I can do that!" I replied, grabbbing the duvet off the bed to begin putting a cover on it.

"No! You're my guest. Go sit!" he said, shooing me with his hands and snatching the duvet out of my hands.

"No, I insist!" I replied, snatching it back.

"No, go sit downstairs, I'll do it!" he pulled harder and the entire thing ripped into two, straight down the middle. Dougie began to giggle.

"I'm so sorry!" I replied, my body beginning to quiver, expecting a sharp blow to the face.

"I have hundreds, it's fine," Dougie said gently, smiling and taking the ripped piece from my hands. "Please go and sit downstairs. Put the TV on and I'll be down soon to get some dinner sorted okay?"

I nodded sadly and did as I was told, curling up on the couch.

Dougie was nothing but sweet to me for the entire night. He ordered Chinese for dinner and even walked to the store on the end of the street to get us ice cream. He was trying so hard to help and so hard for me to let him in. He walked me to bed, switching on the lamp and pulling back the covers for me.

"Thanks," I mumbled as I climbed in.

He set a glass of water on my bedside table and plugged my phone charger into the wall and then into my phone. He closed the blinds and then sat on the side of my bed.

"If you need anything at all, call me okay? I'm only next door."

"Thanks Dougie," I replied, "for everything. It really does mean a lot to me."

He smiled and stood up. "Anything."

He shut the door and switched off the light. Lying in the dark it all came crashing down.

What had I done?