"Well come on then, WHAT IS IT?" I yelled.

"Tom, please! Just calm down... have a cup of tea." He said putting his hand on my shoulder.

I swatted his hand away. "NO I WON'T HAVE A CUP OF TEA!" I spat at him.

He looked at the floor. "You don't understand... Nothing happened with Catherine... I barely know her!"

"So... tell me then, why were you visiting her?" I said, calming down slightly.

"I wasn't visiting her... I was visiting the hospital..."

"Why? Danny is there a problem with your health or something?" I said, feeling slightly guilty.

He stood there for a few seconds not saying anything.

"Danny?"

"No."

"No? There's not?"

"No."

"So tell me then! Why were you going back to that hospital?" I tried to keep my temper down but just couldn't.

"I was...erm..."

"Yes...?"

"Please, Tom! I only kept it from you because you'll hate me!"

I stood there, shocked. "What is it Danny? How could I possibly hate you? Unless you're cheating on me or something..."

"No shut up, it's nothing to do with that!"

"WELL THEN, WHAT THE HELL IS IT?" I shouted, furious and annoyed at his secret.

"I need to rest." He muttered, trying to walk around me to get to the stairs. I grabbed him wrist and pulled him back.

"Oww Tom!"

"Tell me now!"

"Oh for god's sake! I was visiting someone!"

"Visiting someone... And who could that be that would make me hate you? Is it like an ex girlfriend or something? Or maybe it's a new boyfriend!"

"NO! I swear! It's..."

"Yes?"

"Oh fine! It's Harry!" He yelled, running upstairs into the bathroom, slamming the door.

"Oh my god!"

It was 3 hours later, 5 o'clock. I had walked back to my own house to think properly. I was sat on the end of my bed, head in my hands.

What the hell was he visiting Harry for? We hate him! Was he even telling the truth? Was it Harry he was visiting or just an excuse for the time he had spent with Catherine... I need to ask him, I really do. But I decided to call Jay instead.

"Hey, Tom! We haven't spoken much! How's everything?"

"Hey... things are quite...well bad."

"What? What's happened?"

"Just been arguing a lot with Danny... so I've gone home now."

"Oh... Tom. I'm sorry! Do you want to talk about it... or?"

"Yeah, I do." I said, quickly.

"Shall I come over?" He asked.

"No, let's go out. Just take me to a club."

"Tom... are you sure? Just come over and we can talk about it..."

"Fine... but then can we go out?"

"Sure!" He laughed.

I laughed. "Okay, I'll leave now then?"

"Yeah, see you in a minute." He said, putting the phone down.

I didn't really want to discuss it with Jay as he doesn't really know Harry that much and how dangerous this is...even if Harry does have amnesia! I guess he will just pester me about it all night if I don't tell him. I shouldn't have said anything...

I got to his apartment quickly, went up to the 7th floor and knocked on his door. He quickly opened it.

"Tom! Hey, come in!" He said, giving me a hug. I held on to him, it had felt like ages since I had had a nice hug from a friend.

I let go of him and walked into his apartment. It was still as clean as last time. I went and sat down on the sofa whilst he made us some tea.

"Here." He said, handing me a mug and sitting next to me.

"Thanks." I whispered.

"So... are we going to talk about this?" He said, facing me.

I sighed. "I don't know."

"I mean... if it's something personal... you can trust me."

"No, I know that. I'm just still confused and I don't have a clue what to believe."

"You could start by briefly telling me what happened?"

"Oh right, sorry."

I decided to say it fast and get it over with.

"Well, he was getting calls from this woman called Catherine. Danny said she was his doctor or something checking up on how his and my health was. I asked her if she worked at the hospital where we stayed at and she said yes. But then she said that she wasn't talking to and seeing Danny because of anything to do with the accident. So I obviously assumed he was cheating on me but then he told me he was..." I quickly blurted out.

"Woah Tom! Take a breath!" Jay interrupted.

I took a few deep breaths.

"So what were you going to say?"

"He told me that he was visiting someone... and that someone was Harry."

"Wow..." Jay said.

I don't think he could really say anything else. "Listen Jay, I know it's weird for you as you've never met Harry so you have no idea what he's like. He wrote me and Danny this when he found out we were together." I said, handing his the letter. I had remembered to bring it as I knew I'd need to show him.

He took it from me and quickly read through it.

"Oh my god Tom. I'm so sorry! I never knew!"

"No, it's fine...You probably think I'm strange for wanting to go to that concert as he was performing there."

"Yeah, it is quite strange! Why did you?"

"I have no idea...I was just bored, and it was there so I just thought we could go..."

"Wait...But doesn't he have amnesia?"

"Yes, but I'm still deciding whether this is dangerous, as he might be able to remember some things..."

"I think you'll have to just talk to Danny, Tom. Who else can you get answers from?"

"Yeah I was thinking about that, and I think I might call Catherine..."

"Really?"

"Yeah... I don't have her number but I guess I could just call the hospital and ask for her. She would tell me the truth whilst I wouldn't have a clue if what Danny says is true..."

"Yeah I guess so...Or you could speak to Harry?" He smiled.

I laughed. "No way! He wouldn't know who's been visiting him anyway let alone what they've been talking about!"

Jay giggled. "Okay, speak to Catherine. But talk to Danny straight after and see if he says the same thing."

"Good idea, thanks." I smile.

"No problem" He grinned. "So what are we doing tonight then? Or are you going to call the hospital up now?"

"Nah, I don't really feel like talking to her now. Just take me to a club."

"Okay... if that's what you want! I don't really know any as I haven't been living here long... "

"Oh who cares what one? Just any one, I need to forget about all this for now and just have some fun! And obviously you do too..." I said, pulling his tie off of him.

"Hey, what's wrong with the tie? I've got back from work!" He said, frowning.

I laughed. "Nothing! It's just you're always dressed really smartly and then there's just me in jeans and a T-shirt"

"Alright Thomas, I was going to get dressed anyway!" He laughed, walking into to his room to get changed.

I sat awkwardly, looking around at the walls for a few minutes whilst he was getting changed. I noticed he had lots more photographs of people I didn't know.

He quickly came out dressed casually with jeans and a shirt on.

"Okay! You ready?" I asked.

"Yeah! Do you want to take a taxi?"

"Sure, I'll call one." I said, getting out my phone and dialling the local taxi company.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes until we saw the taxi draw up outside.

"Let's go then" I said, following him out of his room.

"So where are we going?"

"I know a cool club in our area." I said.

"Okay!" Jay smiled.

We got outside and scrambled into the taxi as I told the driver the name of the club.

Minutes later and we were stood outside of a fully packed club.

"Cool! Let's go then!" I said, dragging Jay inside.

I found a booth similar to the one in that club where we had the accident. Jay went and got some drinks.

"Cheers" We shouted in unison, slamming our glasses together. A few girls suddenly came over and introduced themselves, asking to join us.

"Sure, why not?" Jay smiled.

It must have been a few hours later, but I was collapsed in a booth in the corner of the room, some random girl sticking her tongue down my throat. I pulled away suddenly. My vision had gone mental. How many drinks had I had?

"So—rrr-yy" I slurred, getting up and moving away from the booth.

"Jay!" I shouted. I couldn't hear myself over the music. I slapped a hand to my forehead. I had a splitting headache and I couldn't even see where I was. I walked around in circles, crashing into other people, receiving several comments.

"Jay!" I yelled, louder this time. I fell against a wall and dried the sweat on my face with my sleeve.

"Please god, help me." I whispered. I didn't have a clue where I was either.

"Jay!" I yelled once more, holding back tears.

"You okay?" Some guy said, walking past me.

"Wha- no!" I said, but he had gone.

I stumbled over and grabbed onto a table next to me for support.

"TOM!"

I slowly turned my head around to see the person yelling my name.

"Whaaat- the fuck .. are you doing here?" I shouted.

"I was going to ask you the same question..."

Who would think that he would be here? What a coincidence...

Danny.