It was later that day, and we were at the studio.

"I love this place, looks really great to record the album in!" Dougie exclaimed.

"Yeah it's cool!" Harry smiled.

We'd spent a few hours at the studio already, when it was time to get back in the tour bus and be taken to the venue which we were playing at tonight.

Danny hadn't talked to me or anyone else since this morning, I really want to know what's up, but I'm too scared to ask him. So I decided that I just wouldn't talk to anyone as well. I was just dreading tonight though, on stage it's awful when some of us are in an argument, and it's really tense. I mean, it's not like Danny and I are in an argument, are we?

We all walked into the sitting room, and turned the TV on. Dougie and Harry sat together on one of the sofas, whilst Danny sat on the other. I walked over to sit next to him, but he quickly got up and made his was over to the armchair, making out that he's got a better view of the TV from there... Yeahh right! He doesn't want to sit next to me! Oh God, what the hell is happening here!

I opened my mouth to say something to Danny, but then Harry spoke first. "Danny, can I talk to you in there for a second please?" He said, pointing over towards the other room. Danny got up and walked over into the other room, Harry followed and they shut the door. I desperately wanted to turn the sound down on the TV, to hear what they were saying, but Dougie was clutching the remote firmly, he was too busy watching Dora The Explorer, his favourite show, and he'd never let me turn it down. I tried to hear what they were saying, I heard my name pop up a few times, then I heard the word gay. gay...

They were both shouting at each now, still unable to hear properly because of the sound proof walls, and Dougie turning up the sound on the TV. Suddenly the door burst open, Danny had red eyes, he'd obviously been crying and he stormed across the room into the bedroom, slamming the door. Dougie looked round from his programme, and just shrugged his shoulders as he turned back to it and started singing along to the theme tune.

Harry came back into the room, and flopped himself into his chair, he wasn't crying but his face was bright red, he was angry. But at what?