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Chapter Twenty Three

"You'll never guess what I went and did!" Danny grinned, running in to my bedroom. Lord knows why he hangs around here. He does have his own house.

"What?" I asked.

"I asked Gabz out." He grinned, jumping on to my bed, landing face down at the side of me. I then heard a muffle. "And she said yes." he brought his head up again. "This time next year, we're going to be married, and it'll be awesome."

"She different to all the others then?" I questioned.

"I've had my eye on her since she took up the job at Universal. I just couldn't ask her out while she was with someone. She was always with someone. And now she's with me." He beamed. "I tried rubbing it in Dougs face. Turns out he's not bothered. And want to know why?"

"Enlighten me." My enthusiasm was really lacking recently. I was bound to my room seen as Mum and dad weren't even speaking to me. I won't tell them. Dads not even talking to Tom. They know he knows. This is all my fault!

"Cause he's too bothered with his own love life. Rude, I know. Just cause he's gone and knocked Sarah up... Unlucky really. Cheating on the girl he likes with the psycho bitch. Knocked them both up apparently." Danny explained.

Oh.

"She's adamant she's keeping the baby. And ideal girlie isn't talking to him. Serves him right really. I guess." Danny continued. "Even if he was drugged up when Sarah got her claws in. Told you she wasn't right in the head. Crying down the phone to me, he was. Thing is... I'm sure Sarah was preggers before her and Doug hooked up. But I'm not getting involved." He shrugged. "It's a shame really. I've never seen him so happy before. You know, he wrote a song for Ideal Girlie."

Ideal girlie.

Seemed that was a substitute name for me?

Original.

It should be 'Fck up'.

"He wrote her a song?" I asked.

I should practice at the whole "I'm totally clueless" thing.

"Yeah. Amazing piece. I watched him write it. Sat there for three hours while Emmerdale was on. He missed Emmerdale for a girl! Got to be serious." Danny sat up, frowning when I didn't say anything. "What's wrong?"

"Will you tell Doug to ring me? I'm not allowed out the house and I have no credit." I asked.

"Oh cause of the bab thing?" He nodded, then paused. "Wait a minute..."

No.

Not wait a minute.

"What?" I asked when Danny didn't say anything else. His gaze remained fixated upon me, mouth agape. "What?!" I repeated, a little frustrated now to say the least.

"You and Doug!" He exclaimed. "You've shagged."

Uh. Oh.

If Danny can suss that out, I'm pretty sure mum and dad will.

"Not a clue what you're talking about." I folded my arms and looked away and to the left.

Damn, obvious sign of lying.

Sht.

Fck.

I'm doomed.

"You have!" He exclaimed. "How long for? Why? How?"

"Danny shut up!" I hissed.

My parents were due home any time now from their day out. To be honest, I think it was to avoid me. I think the whole idea of their mini breaks and such were to avoid me. It would make sense. I am a screw up.

"That means... " Danny began. I watched as he chose his words carefully. "This is great! This means he wasn't dating Gabrielle! Jeez, he was dating you! You had sex!" He gasped suddenly. "You were the ones in Tom's bed! I knew it wasn't me!"

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"No, it was a clever cover up. I would have done the same. If I was shagging Doug." He remarked. "Which I'm not. Never have done. Not even thought about it. Although, now I think of it..."

Oh god.

The images.

Danny really does know how to cheer someone up.

Even if he's doing it by accident.

"Guess we better ring your Lizard LoverMan." Danny grinned. "You think he'll be up for blackmail if he knows that I know?"