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Jessie's POV

London was a beautiful city. Even more beautiful from the pictures I'd seen. It was so different to the likes of Melbourne or Sydney, and was so busy. We returned to Dougie's and the other three went home. I sat in the kitchen reading the newspaper and circling jobs and apartments while he began dinner.

"I only have dinosaur nuggets..is that okay?" he asked sheepishly, grimacing.

"That's fine," I giggled. Another job caught my eye.

Assistant needed for adolescent shelter in city. Job includes serving food, cooking, cleaning, and general duties. Inquire on...

I ripped the little piece of newspaper out and put it in my pocket, keen to call them tomorrow. It sounded perfect, a job to help people and a job that sounded kind of interesting. I'd always had a keen interest in psychology and helping others.

"What'd you find?" Dougie asked, putting the tray in the oven.

"A job at a homeless shelter for young kids," I smiled, shutting the paper, "but I haven't found a house just yet."

"All takes time," Dougie smiled, going to the fridge. "Wine?"

"Would love one," I grinned.

Dougie's POV

By 10pm, Jessie and I were both completely smashed. Two empty bottles of red wine sat on the coffee table. We lay on the lounge floor on the beanbags, giggling like children.

"I really like you Dougie!" she slurred, leaning her head back."You're nice to me!"

"I like you too Jess," I grinned, giggling.

"You know what we should totally do? Let's go get pizza! I want pizza!" she exclaimed, rolling to her hands and knees and pulling herself up on the table.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, standing up.

We began the long trek to the pizza store a few blocks away. We swayed and stumbled, way too drunk for our own good.

"Dougie, help me," Jessie slurred, grabbing hold of my hand tightly and grinning at me with wide eyes. My brain may not have been thinking, but my heart was, and as soon as her soft fingers touched mine, it began to beat faster.

"I'm tired, let's stop here!" she exclaimed, flopping down on the concrete and leaning against a fence. I followed suit.

"Dougie, why are you so nice?" she slurred, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"Cos you're nice," I giggled, leaning my head on hers.

"You smell like wine and deodorant," she smiled, snuggling closer.

"You smell like perfection." I stared at her, smiling at her beautiful features.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her face falling.

"I feel like I should do something. But I don't know if I should."

"Do it! You won't regret it!" she giggled. I turned my head, connecting my lips with hers. She tasted like wine and beauty.

"Dougie!" she yelled, pushing me away, "what are you doing?!"

She jumped to her feet and ran in the opposite direction, off into the darkness. I felt a pain, a pain that I could only describe as my heart shattering into a thousand pieces. I put my head on my knees and began to bawl. I didn't care anymore. I was sick of my heart being broken.

Tom's POV

Our front door burst open at about 3am and then our bedroom door swung open soon after. Dougie stood there, tears streaming down his face, red faced from running in the cold air. Gi sleepily reached to the bedside table to turn the light on.

"Dougie, what's the matter?" she exclaimed, sliding out of bed to encase him in a hug.

"I've ruined it. I've ruined everything!" he sobbed. He stunk of booze and was shaking.

"I'll go make some tea," Gi said quietly, leaving the room.

"Dougie what happened?" I asked, putting an arm around him as he climbed into the bed next to me.

"I was stupid, I tried to kiss her," he said, his bottom lip shaking.

"Oh Dougie..." I sighed as he started to cry harder, "it'll all work out."

"How do you know?!" he exclaimed.

"If it's meant to be, it'll work out. Remember, everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end," I said, holding Dougie as he cried. I had done this a lot. But not for a long time.

"But-,"

"Dougie, stop it, it'll work out," I sighed, desperately hoping for his sake it would. "Where is Jessie?" I asked, suddenly realising she wasn't there.

He shrugged. "I dunno. She ran off," he said, beginning to cry the hardest he had.

I prayed she was in the right place. Because for now, my best friend needed my help.