"Matt, wake up," I shouted, hitting his leg. No response. "Matt, Come on, that was our flight," I hollered in his ear.
"Is he not waking up?" asked James, from the other side of the departure lounge chairs.
"Is he f**k. He wouldn't wake up if the fire alarms went off," I sighed, picking up my bag and sliding it on my shoulder. James gave me a devious grin and walked over to where I was standing.
"MATT!" he shouted, sitting violently on his stomach. Matt's eyes shot open and he let out a cry of pain. James laughed and jumped up.
"What the hell was that for?" he asked rubbing his chest.
"We have to go, they just called our flight," I told him, holding out my hand, which he took to pull himself up.
"Where's Charlie?" asked Kim, looking around the departures lounge.
"I'm here," he called, walking over to us, stuffing his face with McDonalds chips. He smiled as some little girl of about 4 ran over to him and asked him for his autograph. Charlie signed the piece of paper, kissed her cheek, gave her a wink and straightened up as she ran off back to her mum. He picked up his backpack that had been randomly thrown on a chair and pulled it on his back. "Right, so what are we waiting for?" he asked as we all stood watching him.
"You," said Debz simply. I shook my head in amusement and followed the group down to the gate. As we got on the plane, I put my bag in the overhead compartment and fell down in the seat next to Matt. He smiled at me, put his arm around my waist and rested his head peacefully on my shoulder.
"Charlie, you asswipe, you're taking up both of the bloody seats," came Debz's voice from behind.
"Sorry, I can't help it. There's plenty of room, just sit down and stop moaning at me." came Charlie's irate reply.
"Guys, are you going to do that for the whole 10 hour flight?" asked James, poking his head over the seat infront of us.
"It's not me," came the reply, pratically at exactly the same time.
"I don't care who the f**k it is, it's bloody annoying," Kim shouted, poking her head up next to James'. Me and Matt giggled at the commotion going on over our heads. James sighed.
"Look, Debz, just come and sit here, I'll sit next to Charlie," he offered standing up.
"But what about you and Kim?" she replied. He shrugged.
"I'll get time with her later," he smiled, kissing her as he climbed over her. Debz smiled gratefully as her and James passed each other. Charlie put his hand on his chin and stared out the window. Bless him. A guy with a serious crush. A crush that was so obvious, everyone knew about it except for his crush. Charlie had fancied Debz for a couple of months now but had never found the right moment to tell her. He swore that he would tell her while we were away, but I severely doubted it. I don't think Debz hated him, she just got annoyed by his clumsiness. James and Kim had planned this holiday so they could get married. The attention James was getting in the UK made it impossible for them to have a simple quiet wedding. In their eyes, this was the only way they could get married without too much media coverage. It didn't bother them that they were going to do it in some Las Vegas chapel. The fact they were going to be together was all that mattered to them, something which I found sweet. Then there was me and Matt. Matt was my closest friend in the whole world and was someone that I really admired. He'd worked so hard to get where he was today and I was really proud of him. When he bought himself a flat, he invited me to live with him. An offer that I took him up on straight away. When I first moved in, the press has speculated over whether I was his girlfriend or not. It was infact these speculations that led to him making the biggest and most important confession of his life. His sexuality was something he had confided in me about at about the age of 16. Luckily we were just leaving school and moving on to college. There, people were much more mature and didn't care who you had a relationship with. When he confessed that he was gay to his fans he was really scared and worried. I saw him the most scared I'd ever seen him. I loved Matt and I knew that If anything ever happened to him, I'd be completely lost.
"Oh, my god, that guy over there is really fit," I commented as some random bloke walked out of the toilets.
"Which one?" asked Matt sitting up. He'd always been protective over who I chose as a boyfriend but I suppose I was the same.
"That guy over there," I replied, pointing discretely at the man.
"Emma, he's rough, you can't seriously fancy him,"
"Fancy who?" asked Debz, poking her head over theseat infront.
"That guy," said Matt pointing in the direction of the man.
"He's really cute," she replied. I looked at Matt and smiled.
"See, there you go, I'm not completely blind," I smirked. "So who would you go for out of all the people on this flight?" I asked.
"Well I can't see everyone on the flight can I doofus,"
"I know that, but which one out of the people you can see?" Matt looked around and slumped back down in his chair.
"He's alright I suppose," he nodded in the direction of the air steward who was walking past.
"Do you think he's gay?" Matt shrugged.
"If he was, I'd go out with him," he whispered.
"I could always ask him for you," I smiled.
"Don't you dare, I'll look like a right idiot," he snarled, slumping even further down in his seat.
"Alright, keep your tits on, stressy!" I laughed.
As we stood waiting for the bags to come off the plane, I noticed Matt talking to a guy of about our age. I smiled and pulled my suitcase off the conveyer belt.
"I think Matt's pulled," I sighed, sitting down on top of it. Charlie smiled at me.
"I wish I could. Everything just goes wrong for me. All the girls I like think I'm a right prick." he grabbed his suitcase and put it next to mine.
"Let me guess, Debz?" I asked as he looked down sadly. He nodded. "You have to tell her Charlie, otherwise she'll find someone else and you'll just be left behind."
"I know, it's just difficult. I make out that I hate her and she tells me that she hates me. What sort of couple would we make?"
"Well there's only one way to find out. It's up to you," I stood up as James and Kim walked over hand in hand.
"We're ready, you coming?" she asked, getting dragged along by James. I pulled the handle up on my suitcase and followed behind, grabbing Matt as I passed him.
"Who was that?" I asked as he fell into step beside me.
"He was just a guy,"
"Name?"
"Dominic, and before you ask, he's taken" I shook my head and led him over to the car hire place.
"We need two of you to be drivers," said James as we approached.
"I'll do it," said Charlie almost immediatley. When I realised that no one else could drive yet, I reluctantly agreed as well.
"This car is so nice," said Matt as he checked all of the compartments in the front area of the car.
"Emma? What's up with Charlie, he seemed really off with me earlier." asked Debz from the back seat. Matt stopped searching and looked at me in shock. I quickly searched for a reason.
"Uh, he said he felt a bit ill, he's probably just a bit grouchy," I replied, keeping my eyes on the road. She nodded, luckily convinced. Matt smirked at me and pulled a map out of the side pockets.
"Em, Why is South America in the North?" he asked, confused.
"Matt turn the map the right way up," he smiled, knowing full well he had it up the worng way. As we drove into the main part of Las Vegas, Matt stared in awe at all of the casinos.
"Which hotel is ours?" he asked, opening the sunroof.
"I dunno, I'm just following Charlie and Matt, don't stick your head out of there, please?"
"Why not?" he replied, unclipping his seatbelt and standing up on his chair. I saw James and Kim laughing through the back window of the car infront.
"Matt, we're gonna get arrested," I shouted, tugging on his trouser leg. He sighed and sat back down.
"You're no fun," he moaned.
"No, I just don't want to spend my holiday in a cell," Charlie turned off into a massive hotel and I followed. "Holy f**k," I gasped as I saw it, "This place is massive,"
"You're telling me," grinned Matt as I parked the car. He climbed out started jumping about like a little kid. I climbed out of the car and opened the boot, pulling my suitcase out.
"Matt, you can take your bag," I shouted. He nodded and ran over.
"God, I'm really excited," he smiled as he pulled his case out and walked off behind the others. I smiled at his happiness, shut the boot, locked the car and followed as well.
"Right, you have the honeymoon suite and two twin rooms," said the receptionist as I dropped my bags in the lobby.
"James, you never told me you booked the honeymoon suite!" gasped Kim. James blushed.
"I know, I wanted it to be a surprise,"
The receptionist handed over 3 sets of keys.
"The honeymoon suite is on the top floor, the other two are on floor 11, the floor below" We all made our way to the lift and waited impatiently. When we got in, it was playing cheesy music.
"Las Vegas is just like one big cheesy place isn't it," said Debz, pressing the buttons for floors 11 and 12. I nodded.
"I suppose so, but it's cool, all the lights and everything," I smiled. The lift came to a stop and me, Charlie, Debz and Matt all filed out. "See ya later guys," I called as the doors shut on James and Kim.
"Right who's going with who because I'm not having you two fighting," Matt said sternly, shaking his finger in the direction of Charlie and Debz.
"I'll go with Emma, Matt, you can stay with Charlie," Debz snatched one of the keys from Matt's hand and walked off down the corridor.
"Is everyone okay with that?" I asked. Everyone shook their heads and we made our way to our rooms.
"Emma, I can't do these bloody key cards," Debz moaned as I walked nearer to her. I chucked my bag down and watched.
"What makes you think I can do it any better?" I asked, hands on hips.
"You work in TopShop, It can't be any different to swiping credit cards." I sighed and took the card out of her hand. I swiped it downwards quickly, causing the green light to flash on and the door to open.
"You have to teach me that," she smiled as she dragged both of our bags through the door.
"This hotel f**king rocks dude," I shouted as I fell back on one of the white sofas. I kicked my flip flops off and walked across the fluffy rug to the big window that accommodated the whole wall behind the TV. "What are the beds like?" I asked running over and opening one of the doors. Inside was a big single bed, with a white fluffy duvet. There were drapes on the ceilings and rugs on the floors. Two doors led off from the main bedroom area. One was just a boring cupboard, but the other led to a big en suite bathroom. I walked back into the main room and Debz smiled at me.
"Is your room absolutely massive?" she asked happily. I nodded and sat down on the sofa, flicking the big widescreen TV on as I did so. "The guys must have paid so much for all of this, it's amazing."
"I wanna know what the honeymoon suite is like. If this is a twin room, it must be like a palace up there." The phone started ringing and I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Oh my god, this hotel is fantastic," Kim gushed.
"I know, our room is like the size of my flat, what's yours like?"
"It's just amazing, everything is like on a major scale, massive bed, massive bath, massive shower, massive TV, massive sofas."
"It sounds so cool,"
"Look, James has decided to go out with the guys for a mini stag night, I was thinking we could do the same sort of thing, go to a couple of bars, get pissed, that sort of thing, you up for it?"
"Yeah, definatley, what time you thinking?"
"Dunno, I'll meet you downstairs at about 9,"
"Sounds great, see you then," I hung up.
"What was that about?"
"Me, you and Kim are going out to get pissed tonight, a mini hen night"
"Great, I need to find myself a man," I smiled and thought about Charlie, someone who was all too willing to be 'her man'.
"Okay, there is no holding back tonight okay, we're just gonna drink, no limits" Kim smiled as we walked through the door of the first bar. Both me and Debz nodded in agreement and made our way to the bar. The barman, a young guy with floppy brown hair, smiled at us.
"What will it be ladies?" he asked in a strong Bolton accent. Kim's head shot up.
"Danny!!!! Oh my god, I don't believe it, what the f**k are you doing here?" she cried. 'Danny' looked shocked as well.
"Kim!!! Wow, I haven't seen you for ages, this is so cool," he gushed. "I got fed up with life in the UK so I moved over here. What are you doing here?" he asked, walking round the bar to hug her.
"I'm getting married, I didn't want a fuss so I've come over here to do it,"
"Married? Who's the lucky guy?" he asked looking around the room. She bit her lip.
"James," she smiled. She always smiled at the mention of his name.
"Bourne? You're still with him? That's something special. You were like 13 when you first dated him weren't you?" he asked sitting down on one of the stools.
"Yep. He's all rich and famous now and I didn't want all of that attention when I got married,"
"He's famous? Is this all the songwriting finally paying off?" she nodded and then caught my eye.
"Oh, sorry, this is Emma," she pointed to me. Danny put his hand out and I shook it. "She's James' bandmates best mate and now she's my mate," she turned the other way. "And this is Debz, my other mate," Debz smiled shyly and shook his hand. Oh god, she'd known him 2 minutes and she'd formed a crush. Typical. "Danny is my best mate from school,"
"So when is the big day?" he asked turning his attentions back to Kim.
"Tomorrow if everything goes to plan. You should come. If you're not working, that is."
"Nah, I'm off tomorrow, but I'll only come if you don't mind,"
"Of course I don't mind, you can be my special adopted daddy for the night. Give me away and all that sh*t," he smiled.
"It would be my pleasure." he grinned, standing up. He went round the other side of the bar and pulled out a bottle of champagne. "Here, have this one on me," he smiled, handing it over and placing 3 champagne flutes on the bartop.
"So you fancy joining us?" Kim asked, as she set to work on popping the cork.
"I can't drink on the job but I get off in 20 minutes, I'll join you then," he said as some more people walked up to the bar.
"You better do," Kim shouted, aiming the cork out of the window and succeeding first attempt.
"So who are we waiting for?" asked Matt as we sat in the lobby of the hotel the next night. I fell down on his lap.
"I've already told you, Danny," Matt stroked my hair.
"And who's Danny again?" he asked with a confused look on his face. I sighed.
"You don't listen to a word I say, do you."
"Yes I do, but I was half asleep this morning when you explained all this to me the first time" I tutted and shook my head.
"Danny went to school with Kim and James, he works out here now and Kim hasn't seen him for ages." Matt nodded, taking in the information slowly. Suddenly, Danny appeared in the doorway.
"Sorry I'm late," he panted. "I had to talk myself out of covering someone elses shift," Kim got up and hugged him. After the quick introductions, we made our way to the wedding chapel. James had checked everything out the day before and seemed to be genuinely excited. He'd commented on how much money he was saving himself and how he could buy at least another 2 guitars with the spare money. The rings came included in the cost. James had picked them out of a brochure but refused to describe them to us.
As we sat in the chapel, I rested my head on Matt's shoulder.
"I can't wait until it's me getting married, it's going to be so great," I whispered,
"You gonna do it in Vegas?" Matt whispered back. I shrugged.
"You're gonna give me away though aren't you?" I asked quietly.
"If you're sure that's what you want to do then of course I will." he smiled.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride," the vicar guy said in some strong American accent. James smiled as he leant down and kissed his new wife softly of the lips. They pulled apart and walked over to us.
"Guys, that was really sweet," I grinned.
"So what are we gonna do now?"asked Danny. James looked at Kim.
"Well we have some little things to do here, but you go on and get pissed or something and we'll catch you up."
"We can go to the bar where I work, booze at a staff discount!" Danny shouted. Matt suddenly shot into action.
" Booze and discount, my two favourite words in a sentence together! Can this night get much better?" I shook my head at him and followed the others out.
The next morning, I woke up with a banging headache and little memory of the night before. I yawned, stretched out and promptly hit the head of the person laying next to me. As far as I was concerned, there shouldn't have been anyone in the space next to me, so I started to get worried. Slowly, the person started stirring and waking up. I watched, scared of who was going to come face to face with me. As they came closer to me, I began to recognise the face.
"Matt!" I shouted, making him jump.
"sh*t! Don't wake me up like that," he moaned, "Hey, what am I doing in your bed?" he asked, looking slightly confused. I sighed and got up.
"I was about to ask you the same thing," I mumbled, opening the door and going into the main room. Debz obviously wasn't up yet so I was safe. Then a piece of paper on the table caught my eye. I walked over to it, picked it up and read what it said, then had to sit down out of shock.
"We probably just got totally wasted and I ended up coming back with you," Matt shouted whilst getting ready in my room. "Emma?" he shouted, waiting for an answer. He walked into the main room and saw the look on my face. "What's up?" he asked as he sat next to me. He saw the piece of paper and took it out of my hands. I watched as his expression turned from one of worry to one of pure horror. "So we're...... we're married?" he managed to choke out. I nodded.
"Looks like it, doesn't it." I replied, emotionless.
"But how?"
"We were drunk. There's loads of wedding chapels here, it's pretty simple if you ask me." I put my head in my hands. "I can't believe I've been so stupid," I cried. Matt's arm immediately wrapped round me to comfort me.
"It's okay, we're in this together. I'm not worried about it at the moment and neither should you be. We'll sort it out, I promise, just don't let it get to you," I looked into his eyes. I could tell deep down that this was hurting him but he didn't want to show me that.
"But this is a massively big deal. What about your career? Fletch isn't gonna be too happy and it's not exactly gonna look great on you." Matt shushed me.
"Don't worry about me baby, I'm a big boy now, I can look after myself, I'm more worried about you. If I get a bolloking then I get a bolloking, just as long as you don't get hurt," I smiled weakly at him and turned as the door to the room opened. Debz stumbled in looking really tired. I quickly wiped my eyes, not wanting anyone to see I was upset. This wasn't something I wanted to get out in the open just yet.
"Hey," I said as she slumped down on the other sofa. "Where did you get to last night?"
"Danny's" she replied, simply.
"Oh really and what did you get up to there? You look knakered," I smirked. She turned and looked at me.
"Nothing happened, I just kipped on his sofa," I raised my eyebrows.
"You sure that was all that happened?" She went silent for a little while.
"Okay, we might have kissed a little bit," I gave her another look, "Okay, alot, but nothing else happened, I swear. You can't tell Kim any of this either, that goes for you as well Matt," she said as if suddenly noticing his prescence.
Matt nodded. He kissed my cheek and stood up, folding up the wedding certificate and stuffing it in his pocket.
"I'll see you later, okay," I nodded and watched him as he left the room.
"You two had a falling out?" asked Debz. I shook my head.
"Not really, just a sort of shock," I replied, flicking the TV on.
"Want to talk about it?"
"Nah, It's something I need to think about myself first," she nodded, understanding, and went into her room. I fell backwards on the sofa. I couldn't believe I'd been this stupid. Matt seemed to be taking this really well. I would have expected a much worse response from him. The phone to the room rang and I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Emma? It's Kim, I really need to talk to someone," I sat up.
"What's up?" She sounded pretty upset.
"James has gone out, can you come upstairs?" she asked quietly
"Yeah, do you want me to come on my own or do you want me to bring Debz with me?"
"Can you both come, I need lots of advice."
"Of course, We'll be right up," I hung up and knocked on Debz door.
"What?" she shouted through the door.
"Kim wants us to go up and see her, she sounds pretty screwed up." Debz flung the door open.
"Did she say what the matter is?" I shook my head.
"She just sounded pretty upset," I picked up my key and slipped on a pair of shoes. "Shall we go?" Debz nodded and followed me out to the lift. When we got in, we were pretty silent. I just felt that I couldn't talk to anyone yet about what had happened with me and Matt the night before. When Kim answered the door, her cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were red. "What's happened?" I asked straightaway. She ushered us into the main part of the room. She was right, their room was massive. I sat down on one of the sofas and noticed tissues, strewn about on the table.
"Okay, now tell us," said Debz, sitting opposite me. Kim sat down and looked at us.
"I'm pregnant," she wailed, bursting into fresh tears. I looked at Debz.
"Surely that's good news," I whispered, placing an arm around her.
"Yeah, I thought you wanted a baby," Debz added. She nodded.
"I do, but James doesn't."
"Are you sure about that?" I asked.
"Why would he? He's just hitting the big time. He won't have enough time to look after a baby. He's too busy with Busted."
"I thought he wanted kids," Debz, said confused.
"That's what he says but you can tell deep down he doesn't,"
"Well you have to talk to him. You can't just make a decision without asking him first." I told her.
"He'll leave me. We've only been married a few hours, I can't handle breaking up with him yet,"
"He won't break up with you. James is a decent guy, he'd understand."
"I just want to get rid of it," Kim sobbed.
"You have to talk to James first. You can't just kill his child without consulting him beforehand."
"What do I say?" she asked, through tears.
"You say, James, I'm pregnant, then wait for his reaction. If he's shocked and doesn't reply then just say, we need to talk about it," Debz told her.
"I know, but I'm just scared of everything" My mobile beeped to show I had a text message. I pulled it out of my back pocket and pressed the read button. - we need to talk now, come down to my room while Chaz's out, luv M - I put the phone back in my pocket and sighed.
"I have to go. Me and Matt have some stuff to sort out," I hugged Kim and stood up. "You'll be fine okay. Just talk it over." I flung the door open and someone sitting on the floor, who had had their back to the door, jumped and spun around. "James!" I gasped, looking at his puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.
"Is she getting rid of it?" he sobbed.
"What?" I asked as Kim walked over.
"The baby? I heard everything Emma, don't treat me like I'm stupid," I was shocked at his sudden outburst.
"James, don't take it out on Emma, we need to talk this through. Debz walked over and nodded.
"Me and Emma will leave you to it," she said, dragging me out of the door after her. We walked along the corridor and to the lift. She turned to me. "So are you sure you still don't want to talk about this Matt business?" she asked as the lift doors squeaked open. I stepped inside and pressed the button for the 11th floor.
"Last night, me and Matt, we ended up getting married. It was a complete mistake, we were too drunk to even know what we were doing, and now I just don't know what to do," Debz looked at me sadly.
"You're going to sort this out, I promise, and when you do, you and Matt are going to come out of it as stronger friends than you were when you got in this mess," I smiled weakly.
"I hope you're right," I said as I walked in the direction of Matt's room. I knocked on the door and he answered it quickly.
"Hey," he smiled, kissing my cheek. I followed him in the room, and noticed that he quickly picked up the paper that was lying on the bed and stuffed it in the bin.
"What did you do that for?" I asked him, suspiciuosly.
"Uh, n..nothing," he stuttered.
"Matt, just show me," I demanded.
"No, it's not important," he replied.
"Matt, if you don't give it to me, I'll get it myself," I told him. He gave in, picked the paper out of the bin and handed it to me.
"Page 4," he told me. I turned to page 4 and sat down on the bed.
Two Busted Stars Marry in Vegas
Last night, BUSTED star, JAMES BOURNE, married his childhood sweetheart, KIMBERLY DE BACK in a wedding ceremony in Las Vegas. It is believed that his bandmates, CHARLIE SIMPSON and MATT JAY, witnessed the ceremony along with three of the couples other friends. The marriage was kept a secret from the press as Bourne is believed to have wanted a low key wedding. After the wedding, the group of seven went on to a bar to stage their own makeshift wedding reception.
But later on, Matt, whose real surname is Willis, is believed to have snuck back to the chapel with a female friend, later identified as best mate and flatmate, EMMA HODGE. This news may come as a rather large surprise to fans as Jay revealed earlier this year that he was gay. The band's spokesperson has refused to comment.
Also on the page was a picture of James and Kim and a picture of me and Matt together, that had been taken once when we were shopping in London together. There was also a little picture of the wedding chapel.
"How did they get this?" I asked, shocked. Matt shrugged.
"I have no idea, I'm so sorry, I didn't want this to get out," he sat next to me and put his head in his hands. "Fletch was on the phone earlier, I'm in so much sh*t from him,"
"Matt, can't we just get this whole thing annulled?" I whispered.
"I dunno, it's all so complicated. Fletch wants me to go through with this because I put myself in this position. He doesn't want the press to think it was another drunken one night stander. I'm already in so much trouble because of all the press I've been getting over my drinking,"
"So you're going to do what your manager says and pretend we're happily married," I asked in disbelief.
"No, it won't be like that, we just have to pretend when we're out in public together,"
"It's not that simple. What about when I want to get a boyfriend? I won't be able to because everyone will think that I'm already taken. And what about when they realise that we never kiss? It's a pathetic idea and it would never work," I shouted.
"Please, can't we just try and make it work? For me?" he pleaded. I stood up.
"I'm fed up with putting myself out for you. I've stood by you with everything that you've ever needed help with and actually, I don't think I've ever seen any form of thanks. I have enough of it Matt, You got yourself in this sh*t and now, you're going to get us both out, on your own" I raged, flinging the door open and slamming it behind me. I ran along the corridor and let myslef in the room. A not was lying on the coffee table - Gone out with Danny, C U later, Debz xx - I screwed it up and fell down on the sofa. Now, not only had I accidentally got married, I lost my best friend as well.
My head was spinning with all of the problems and I just needed a way out of everything. I couldn't cope. I put on my sunglasses and left the hotel to go for a walk. I desperately needed some fresh air and some time to think everything over. As I walked down The Strip, I looked at all of the couples and families having a good time. All I wanted was to find someone who I could have a good time with, someone who loved me. While I was absorbed in my thoughts. I walked into someone. "Sorry," I said, looking up. I immediately recognised the face. "Charlie," I gasped, hugging him tightly. I just let my tears flow.
"Hey, what's the matter?" he asked, stroking my hair. He lifted my head up so I was looking straight at him. "Do you want to talk?" he whispered. I nodded sadly. He took my hand. "Come on, let's get out of town for a bit, go somewhere a bit more relaxed," he led me back to the hotel and into the carpark. He opened the passenger door and I climbed in. He shut it behind me and climbed into the driver side. As he drove, the whole car was silent. I sat forward and began fiddling with the radio. Suddenly, it burst into life, playing some R and B song. Charlie looked at me and smiled. "How did you do that? I've been trying to get that to work since we left the airport."
"It's a womans touch." I grinned. I looked at my watch, 12:25. "Charlie, I'm hungry," I wailed.
"Good, so am I, we'll go to McDonalds and we can eat in the car and then talk while we eat,"
Charlie climbed back in the car and handed me the McDonalds bag. He pulled the door shut behind him and took his food off of me.
"So what's happened?" He asked as he crammed his mouth full of food.
"Everything's just gone wrong. This has been the most disasterous holiday ever." I sighed. "James and Kim, You and Debz, Me and Matt, everything's going wrong,"
"You and Matt? Why have you fallen out?"
"Matt is now my husband," I cheered sarcastically. Charlie choked on what he was eating.
"Your husband? When did you get married?"
"Last night apparently but neither of us remember it. Too drunk. We have the wedding certificate to prove it,"
"Can't you just get it annulled?" he asked. I shook my head.
"That's what I said but Matt says that he can't because the press know and he's already in enough trouble over his drinking. Fletch wants him to learn his lesson so to speak."
"So you don't want to be married?"
"Of course I don't. I want to find a boyfriend, settle down, have kids. I don't want some fatuous public relationship just to make Matt look good,"
"And I'm guessing you've told Matt all of this," I nodded.
"I told him exactly what I thought and I know I've really hurt him. He didn't even call after me when I ran out of the room."
"What did you say?"
"I just told him how I feel. It's just, all the time, whenever something goes wrong in his life, he comes to me and I sort out his problems and it all goes away. I help him out of a hell of a lot of situations. This time, I can't help him out. This time, I'm involved in the situation and if I help him out, I let myself down and if I help myself out, I let him down. I just feel that I can't win."
"You haven't let Matt down and I'm sure he understands that. You are his guardian angel and you've done so much for him. I've never heard a person praise another person as much as he praises you. He worships the ground you walk on and he never stops talking about you. It's always, 'Emma's done this for me' and 'Emma's done that'. He really loves you."
"Now I feel even worse,"
"Why?"
"I told him that I'd never heard a word of thanks for anything I'd ever done for him," Charlie put an arm around me and pulled me towards him.
"Don't worry, you were upset, he'll understand." I don't know what made me do what I did next but my head was messed up and I couldn't control my actions. I slowly looked into his eyes and leant forwards. My lips caught on his and he slowly started to respond to what was happening. His lips slowly massaged mine and his tounge teased them open. When I felt his tounge on mine, I realised what I was doing and pulled away.
"I'm sorry, we shouldn't have done that, that was wrong," I gasped. He nodded in agreement.
"Let's just forget it," he said calmly. "You're upset, just ignore it even happened," I nodded and looked out of the window. "Emma, I said ignore the kiss, not ignore me," I looked back at him.
"Sorry," I sighed. "So have you said anything to Debz yet?" he shook his head.
"She's too engrossed in Danny. She hasn't noticed me yet,"
"Charlie, you have to tell her before she gets too involved in anything," he nodded.
"I will, I'll tell her tonight, are you coming to the casino?"
"Uh, yeah, as long as everyone else is sorted out. If everyone hates each other than I'm guessing it's not going to happen." Charlie took all my rubbish off of me and chucked it in the bin that was next to his door.
"You ready to go back?" I nodded. He turned the key in the ignition and we drove off, back to the hotel.
When we arrived back I sat for a little while after Charlie turned off the ignition.
"You gonna be alright?" he asked as he pulled the key out of the ignition and unfastened his seatbelt. I nodded and unfastened my seatbelt as well.
"Thank you Charlie, that really took some problems off my mind," he smiled.
"My pleasure," I nervously reached forward, planted a kiss on his cheek and climbed out of the car. I walked along the corridor to my room and let myself in. Kim and Debz were sitting on the sofa and both spun round as I opened the door.
"Hiya, where did you get to?" Debz asked, as I fell in the armchair.
"I just needed to get out for a little while, sort my head out. Did you sort your stuff out?" I asked. Kim smiled and nodded. "And?"
"And, we're having a baby!!" She grinned. I grinned as well and got up and hugged her.
"That's great, congratulations." I gushed. She nodded.
"So I'm off the alcohol now. At least we go home tomorrow. It won't be so difficult back in England."
"So you're coming to the casino tonight?"
"Of course I am. I'm going to see if this baby is going to bring me some luck."
"Danny's coming as well," Debz smiled. I just nodded. It wasn't that I hated Danny, I just hated the fact that Charlie didn't have a chance now he was on the scene.
"You and Danny are getting on really well aren't you," Kim said. Debz nodded and beamed.
"I really like him, he's so sweet!" she grinned.
"He's a great guy, he'll really look after you." I think everyone had assumed that Charlie had given up on his attempt to woo Debz. Something inside of me told me that he might still get with her but I knew his chances were slim.
That night, I watched as Charlie nervously pulled Debz away from Danny's side to talk to her. Danny was just glued to one of the slot machines. No sooner had Charlie pulled her away, the little light on the top of Danny's machine started flashing and Debz ran back over to him. Great. Danny had won the jackpot, distracting Debz away from Charlie. I then watched as Danny kissed Debz cheek then spoke to Charlie briefly before going back to what they were doing. Charlie just smiled at them and walked back over to me.
"Em, can I have your room keys? I want to go back,"
"What's wrong with your room?" I asked him confused.
"I just want to be alone for a little while. I think Matt does as well." Matt had decided to stay in his room tonight. I didn't know whether I was happy or sad at his abscence.
"Uh, yeah." I handed him my key card. "You can kip on the sofa if you want," he nodded.
"I might just do that," he shouted as he made his way over to the lift to go back to the room. Debz walked over not long afterwards.
"Where did Charlie go?" she asked.
"Up to our room for a bit, he wants to lie down, wants to be away from Matt as well," she nodded.
"Me and Danny are officially going out!" she smiled as she sat next to me. Suddenly everything clicked into place.
"Did you tell Charlie that you and Danny were going out?" I asked.
"Yeah, That's what I was just saying to him," I cringed and put my head in my hands. "What?" she asked innocently.
"Charlie has been trying to ask you out for as long as I can remember. Now you've just gone and flaunted your new relationship right in his face. That's why he's run off." Debz looked at me, shocked.
"I never knew Charlie liked me." she stuttered.
"I know you didn't, he didn't want us to tell you."
"Us? So you all knew?"
"Pretty much, yeah"
"sh*t, I feel so stupid," she whined.
"Look, don't worry, it's not your fault." I suddenly thought of all the times I'd told Matt that things weren't his fault and how I'd told him not to worry and suddenly wanted him there. "I need to go somewhere," I said standing up. I walked over to the lift, got in and pressed the button to the 11th floor. While I was standing in the lift, I thought of things to say to him. The doors pinged and slid open and I ran down to Matt's room. I hammered on the door continuously until it eventually creaked open slowly. Matt stood infront of me. His face was red and tear stained, his eyes were bloodshot. He was wrapped up in a blanket and looked really ill. Seeing him like this just made me burst into tears. "I'm so sorry," I sobbed, throwing my arms around his neck. Matt seemed completely emotionless but eventually his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer to him.
"No, I'm the one who should be apologizing. I've really screwed up and this is all my fault. I'm giving up alcohol. It's caused me so many problems." He pulled me in the room and shut the door.
"You know that I love you so much, don't you," he nodded.
"I love you as well and I would never do anything to hurt you," I smiled. Matt slowly leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I looked into his eyes and he nodded slightly as if to show he wanted me to respond. When I didn't, he leaned in again and kissed me a bit more passionatley to show it wasn't just a friendly kiss. This time I kissed him back. This kiss was different to the one I'd shared with Charlie earlier in the day. Before, I'd been confused and had no idea what I wanted to do. But now, my head was cleared and I knew that all I wanted was to be with Matt. As he kissed me, I slowly grabbed onto the blanket that he had wrapped around him and pulled it away. I dropped it on the floor and then took off my jacket. As I dropped that down on the floor next to the blanket, I took his hand and started to walk in the direction of his bed. Matt stayed rooted to the spot. I turned round to him.
"What's the matter?" I asked softly. He looked down at the floor.
"I... I haven't done...well....y'know, I haven't had sex with a girl before," he eventually managed to stutter. I lifted his chin up with my index finger and looked deep into his eyes.
"We don't have to have sex if you don't want to," I reassured him.
"No... but...I mean...." I could tell he was scared, he never got tounge tied. "I want to," My heart skipped a beat and suddenly I became nervous as well.
"I'm not forcing you to do anything, we can just cuddle if you want," he shook his head.
"I want you to be my first," It was then that I felt an uncontrollable surge of love towards him. I reached up and kissed him then led him over to his bed. I sat him down on the edge and stood infront of him.
"We'll take it slowly, yeah?" he nodded in agreement. "Tell me if you want to stop, okay," he nodded again, took my hand and lay down, pulling me on top of him as he did so.
The next morning, I lay in Matt's arms, watching his stomach move up and down as he slept peacefully. I slowly freed myself from his grip and slid out of bed, picking up my clothes and throwing them on. As I pulled my top over my head, I heard movement from the bed. I turned and smiled as Matt squinted at me.
"Were you going to leave me here?" he whispered. I laughed and shook my head.
"Of course I wasn't. We're going home today and I haven't packed so I really have to get back to my room. I sat on the edge of the bed and kissed him. "I'll see you when we check out, ok?" he nodded and smiled as I walked away.
"Emma," he said as I reached the doorway. I turned back to him. "Thank you for last night. It really meant a lot to me," I smiled and blew him a kiss. I picked up my jacket and then opened the door. I let out a little yelp when I came face to face with Charlie on the other side. Mainly because I wasn't expecting him to be there. He smiled.
"You going back to yours?" I nodded. "You might have to do some comforting. I passed Debz in the hallway and she was in floods of tears. I don't think she noticed me." I sighed and Charlie placed my key in my hand.
"I'll see you later, Bye Matt," I shouted. I heard a distant 'bye' as I walked along the corridor. When I got to my room, I took a deep breath before letting myself in. Sure enough, Debz was sitting on the sofa, sobbing her heart out. "Debz, what's the matter?" she wiped her eyes and turned to me.
"I don't know what to do. Danny's asked me to stay here and not get on the flight tonight. I can't do that though, I want to go home. I don't want to leave all you guys and my family. At the same time I don't want to lose Danny," I smiled sympathetically.
"You know, I really can't help you make a decision. It's entirely up to you what you do." She nodded. "I'm gonna go pack. If you want me, I'll be in my room." I walked into my room and slowly started pulling my screwed up clothes off the top of my suitcase. I folded them up, mu mind not totally focused on what I was doing. As I placed the last of my things in the case, I looked at the clock. We had an hour before we were meeting in the lobby. I zipped up the case and wheeled it out into the main room. Debz had gone but I could hear her bustling about in her room. I knocked on the door softly.
"What?" she called from the other side of the door.
"Can I come in?" the door opened and the way she looked immediatley reminded me of the way Matt had looked the night before. "You okay?" I asked quietly. She nodded.
"I'm coming with you. If I stay here then I'm going to leave too much behind." I hugged her and bought her case into the main room. She walked over to the phone and picked it up, dialling a number slowly and sadly. "Danny?" she said after holding the phone to her ear for a few seconds. "I'm going home....... I just can't leave behind my life in the UK, it's where I belong," she started nodding as Danny spoke on the other end. I could see her eyes well up again. "See you around," she whispered and placed the phone back in it's cradle. She turned to me. "He ditched me." she smiled falsley. "I don't really blame him,"
"This isn't your fault you know, he had no right making you choose," Debz just nodded sadly and sat on the sofa.
"I'm so glad we're home," I sighed as me and Matt walked through the door of our flat. I wheeled my case into my bedroom and chucked my jacket down. I didn't get a reply so I walkked back into the lounge. Matt was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly into space. I sat down next to him. "Matt, what's up?" I asked putting an arm around him. He opened his hand and a piece of scrunched up white paper sat in his palm. "What is it?"
"Read it," he said, rolling the ball into his fingers and placing it in the palm of my hand. I looked at him and nervously unscrewed the ball.
" Queers like you don't deserve to live, you better watch you back," I read out loud. "What the f**k is this? Where did you get it from?" I asked, slightly irately.
"The airport, someone in the crowd handed it to me."
"What, one of the journalists?" he shrugged.
"There were too many people there, I didn't see who it was." He was right, there had been alot of people. The majority had been press, trying to take photos. It had been complete chaos. People just randomly shouting names out. Matt had been really protective of me. Infact he'd always been protective of me where the press were concerned. I'd noticed that Matt had been really quiet in the cab home but didn't really bother to find out what it was, I assumed it was jet lag.
"What are you going to do?" I asked, placing the paper on the table. Matt picked it up and tore it into pieces, then slowly chucked it in the bin.
"I'm going to forget it, It's just stupid, immature stuff. I don't need it."
"Matt, that was a death threat. It's really serious. You have to tell the police. Or at least tell Fletch,"
"No Emma, Please, just leave it, It's not important, I'm not worried about it and neither should you be."
"You don't look like you're not worried, you look petrified" Matt stood up.
"I'm fine alright," he shouted, putting on a fake smile. "Just because we've been friends all these years, you don't automatically know all my feelings, okay?" he stormed out of the living room and I heard his bedroom door slam shut. I threw my hands up in annoyance and slumped backwards on the sofa. Lately, me and Matt had been continuously rowing and arguing. It was completely different and also completely out of character for the both of us. We never used to row, it had only started after the incident in Las Vegas. I thought that when we slept together, all the problems would stop and we'd move on and come out stronger but it appeared that nothing had changed. I sat and flicked through an old magazine. I stopped when I came across a picture of Busted beaming back at me. Matt was grinning away in the picture, something that he rarely did now. He'd taken Charlie's place as the moody member of the band. As much as I loved Matt, I wanted the old Matt back, someone I could have a laugh with and someone I could confide in. I chucked the magazine down and heard Matt's bedroom door opening again. He appeared in the doorway and smiled apologetically at me.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken it out on you," I smiled back at him and he walked over and hugged me.
"It's okay," I whispered, "You're forgiven."
"Next time I'm having a go at you, just stop me okay," I nodded. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," I whispered back.
Over the next couple of weeks, me and Matt were fine. We hardly ever argued, we got loads of time to go out places together and we even started redecorating the flat. Infact, I was pretty certain that everything was going to be perfect between us. I couldn't have been more wrong. I looked at my watch while I was sitting in Debz flat one evening. 8:00. Kim was there as well. We'd decided to have a girly night in together and we'd just finished singing the Shoop song for about the 10th time.
"Look, guys. I really better be getting back now." I said, placing the wine glass down on the table and standing up.
"Are you sure hun? Can't you stay for one more drink?" asked Debz. "I need someone to get drunk with seeing as Kim can't even have one glass of alcohol,"
"She could drink if she wanted to," I smiled, sliding my bag on my shoulder. She smiled back.
"I don't want to, I don't want to do anything that could remotely harm this baby. Me and James are really excited about it. I kissed each of their cheeks and made my way to the door. Debz followed me out.
"Em, do you think that Charlie is still interested in me?" she asked nervously.
"Uh, yeah, as far as I know, he is. He really likes you. Anyway, why do you ask?" she shrugged.
"I was thinking about him the other night, I might ring him and ask him if he fancies going out soon." I grinned.
"I'm sure he'd love that," I opened the door and walked out into the dim evening. "I'll see you later," I called. She waved and shut the door behind me. Everything was eventually shaping up. James and Kim had their baby on the way and it looked like Charlie and Debz were eventually going to get together. Me and Matt had had our marriage annulled about a week previously so I could eventually sort out my future. As I reached the front door, I pushed the key in the lock and turned it. The door opened slowly and I crept in. I pulled the key out and shut the door. As I chucked my bag and shoes in my bedroom, I could hear male giggling coming from the living room. I assumed that Matt had James over and walked into the room. I was shocked at the sight infront of me. Matt was lying on the sofa in his boxer shorts, on top of him was his ex - Dan - also dressed in very little. They shot apart as I entered.
"Emma, it's not what it looks like," Matt gasped as he scrambled around for his top.
"Matt, how can it be anything other than what it looks like," I asked in disbelief.
"Okay, it is what it looks like but it doesn't mean anything." he said quickly. Dan looked at him.
"It doesn't?" Matt shut his eyes and put his head in his hands. Dan buckled up his belt and pulled his t-shirt over his head. He stood up. "It was good to see you again Emma," he said, standing up. I kept my gaze fixed on Matt. "I'll see you around Matt," Matt ignored him and kept his head down until he heard the front door slam shut. It was then that he looked up and met my gaze head on.
"Why did you do it Matt?" I asked quietly.
"I didn't think you'd react like this,"
"How did you want me to react? You've been stringing me along for weeks and then i come home to find you and your ex practically sucking each others faces off.
"I haven't been stringing you along," he replied defensively. I frowned.
"Whatever," I said as I flounced out of the lounge and into my room. Matt follwed.
"Tell me how the hell I've been stringing you along," he shouted. I turned to him.
"Oh let me think, how about the wedding, the sex, the kisses, always telling me that you love me. That is stringing me along Matt,"
"That has all been done in a friendly way."
"What, friendly marriage and friendly sex? I don't think so Matt,"
"You know I'm gay, You weren't honestly expecting a relationship with me, were you" he raged. I stayed silent and bit my bottom lip. His features softened and the volume of his voice dropped. "Were You?"
"Yes, alright. Yes I was, and I was an idiot."
"Emma, like I just said, you know I'm gay,"
"No Matt, you said you were gay, you think you're gay, but I don't think you are deep down."
"How can you tell me what my sexuality is?" he asked, his volume raising again.
"I'm not telling you, I'm suggesting,"
"How can you honestly SUGGEST that I might not be gay?" he asked. I sighed and sat on the bed.
"You slept with me, you kissed me, you hardly ever have an actual boyfriend because you don't like anyone that you see."
"What happened with you was just two mates experimenting,"
"Well it meant more to me. If all I am to you is an experiment then you can just f**k off back to Dan," I screamed. I stood up and pushed him out of the room and shut my door in his face. A photo of me and Matt together at Alton Towers caught my eye. In my rage, I picked it up off of the shelf and slung it against the wall. The glass and the frame smashed into loads of pieces and lay scattered over the floor underneath where the picture had struck the wall. I pulled a bag out of my wardrobe and pulled all of the clothes off of their hangers. I quickly folded them up and flung them in the bag. I went to my drawer and pulled loads of underwear out. I threw it in the bag. I leant down to pick up a bra that I had drop and swore loudly as pain seared through my finger. A piece of glass was lying underneath the bra and I'd sliced my finger open. I put the bra in the bag, zipped the bag up and then slipped my shoes on. I quickly unzipped the bag and stuffed in a couple more pairs of extra shoes and some make up. I grabbed a tissue and wrapped it round my bleeding finger. The blood seeped on to the makeshift bandage. I pulled my bag on my shoulder, grabbed my handbag and jacket and flung the door open. Matt was sitting on the floor outside my door in tears. He imeediatley jumped up when he saw me.
"Emma, please," he pleaded. I ignored his pleas and pushed past him. "Your finger's bleeding," he sobbed, stating the obvious.
"I know," I replied, determined that his tears wouldn't change my mind.
"Well, come here and I'll sort it out for you," he mumbled.
"No thanks, I'll do it later," Then he noticed my bag.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I don't know but I just can't stay with you any longer. I'll come and get the rest of my stuff when I find somewhere permanent." I opened the front door. "I'll see you around Matt," I slammed the door shut behind me and the tears eventually came streaming down my cheeks. I wiped them away and walked in the direction of Debz's place. When I arrived, I hammered on the front door. Eventually, the door opened slowly.
"Wha.. Emma? Come in, what's happened, you look awful," she said pulling the door back and ushering me in. I practically fell in the door and dropped my bag down. She grabbed me and pulled me towards her. "What's happened."
"Can I stay with you for a bit until I sort my head out?" I sobbed.
"Well, yeah, of course you can, but why?" I walked into her lounge and sat down on her sofa.
"Me and Matt have fallen out big time," I wailed. "I think this is the end of the line for us. We can't go back." Debz sat next to me and hugged me.
"It can't be that bad, just explain everything to me. I bet, when you put things in perspective, It's just a silly little arguement." I took a deep breath, ready to explian.
"When we were in Las Vegas, you know me and Matt got married."
"Yeah,"
"And you know we fell out,"
"Uh huh,"
"Well, the night we made up, I went to Matt's room to talk things through with him. Whe he opened the door, he pulled me in and we really quickly made up, then he kissed me. But this kiss was different. It was like a kiss with a boyfriend, but it felt right. Things just went on from there and we ended up sleeping together," I explained.
"What....sex?"
"Yeah. What other sleeping together do you know of?"
"Well I though you meant, shared a bed and fell asleep, but anyway, carry on."
"Well, tonight when I got home, Matt was on the sofa getting off with Dan,"
"Dan as in his ex?" I nodded. "Oh. My. God. What the hell was Dan doing there?" I shrugged.
"But then he told me that the stuff between us hadn't meant anything and that I was just an experiment,"
"That doesn't sound like something that Matt would say,"
"Well he didn't use those exact words, but that was the message he was trying to get across," Debz nodded.
"So what are you going to do?" I shrugged again.
"I haven't really thought it through, I just needed to get out."
"Well, you can have my spare room for as long as you need," I hugged her gratefully. "Just promise me you'll talk things over with Matt." I nodded.
"Promise" Suddenly, the door shook as someone hammered on it violently. Debz stood up.
"I'll get it," she groaned, walking into the hallway. I heard muffled voices and Debz appeared at the doorway again. "Do you want to talk now or later," I though for a moment.
"I'll do it now," she stepped out of the way and Matt stepped in the room, his eyes bloodshot and his cheeks red.
"I'll leave you to it," She shut the door on us and Matt just stayed still.
"What happened Matt?" I asked, keeping my composure. I heard his jacket rub together as he shrugged.
"I just went out, bumped into him, we came back to ours and we kissed, but I swear that is all we did."
"Then how come both of you were half undressed?" he shrugged again.
"I was going to stop him, it didn't feel right, any of it. You walked in before I did."
"Matt, if you didn't want it, then you should have stopped him before he started undressing you."
"I don't know what was going on in my head but I promise that I never did any of this to hurt you." he walked over and kneeled down infront of me. "And I lied to you," I looked up.
"What about?"
"When I slept with you, I wasn't experimenting, I really wanted it and I meant it. I did it because I love you,"
"Then why did you say all that stuff?"
"Because I didn't want you to be right about me maybe not being gay, but I think you are,"
"Why's that?"
"Because I love you and I want to be with you and spend my life with you and I've only just realised this,"
"How do I know that you're not just saying this to get in my good books?"
"Because....Well...Because of this," he took my face in his hands and pulled me towards him. Our lips met and I felt a bolt of electricity run through my body. When we pulled apart, he smiled at me. "Convinced?" I nodded and planted another soft kiss on his lips. We pulled apart as someone else hammered on the front door. Matt looked at me, confused.
"I'll go get it." I stood up and walked to the front door, opening it anxiously. On the doorstep was a face that I recognised but I was shocked.
"Emma?! Is Debz in?" I nodded, still lost for words. I knocked on Debz bedroom door and let myself in.
"Debz, you have a visitor," I smiled. She looked at me, interested. She got off her bed and walked past me. She stopped when she saw the face at the door.
"Danny!" she shouted, she ran forwards and hugged him tightly, causing him to drop his suitcases.
"I've missed you so much," he whispered.
"I don't believe it, what are you doing here?"
"I realised that if you couldn't leave the UK for me then I'd have to leave the States for you,"
"What so you're staying here permanently?" she shrieked. Danny nodded.
"If that's okay with you." she nodded.
"Stay here!" I walked back in the lounge and grabbed Matt.
"Come on Mister, lets go, leave the two love birds in peace."
I stood, nervously, my hands wrapped around the neck of the guy I loved. We swayed together, our first dance as a married couple. Eventually, we were saved from our embarrassment as more couples joined the floor. I looked down as a little girl tugged on the bottom of my designer white wedding dress.
"What's the matter?" I asked, crouching down to her level.
"Mummy, who do I dance with?" she asked. She looked at me with her big hazel eyes. Her wavy hair was a browny blonde colour and it fell to just below her shoulders. A little headband to match her dress was sitting in her hair. She held her posy clumsily. In a way, she looked frightened. I looked around the room and then the right boy caught my eye.
"Go and ask Tom," I whispered, pushing her in the right direction. I straightened up and went back to dancing with my new husband.
"Sweet," he smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist. Suddenly there was an almighty wail. I turned to see Summer bawling her eyes out and Tom standing with a look of shock. I looked at Matt and left him so I could walk over to the commotion. Kim arrived just as I did, and smiled at me. I leant down and picked up my daughter.
"What happened hunny?" I cooed, wiping a tear away from her eye.
"He told me that I wasn't allowed to dance with him because I'm only 4 and he's 6," she wailed. Kim took charge of her son.
"Thomas Ryan Bourne, apologize to Summer this instance."
"But Mummy, I didn't do anything, she's lying," he moaned, crossing his arms. His bright blue eyes twinkled innocently. He went to walk away but James caught him.
"Oh no you don't little man, apologize to Summer." he told him as he pushed him towards me.
"But Daddy," he protested.
"Do it, or I'll take away your guitar for a week," Tom reluctantly looked up and I turned so Summer was facing him.
"Sorry Summer," he said quietly. Infact, he looked like he was going to burst into tears at any moment.
"It's alright Tom, thank you for apologizing," I ruffled his hair and he walked away. Matt eventually came to see what the fuss was about.
"What's the matter sunshine?" he asked, lifting her chin up with his finger.
"No-one will dance with her," I told him.
"I'll dance with you," James said, smiling. Summer looked up.
"Will you?" she asked, happily.
"If you want to." Summer nodded and reached out to James who took her in his arms. Matt kissed me as James walked off with our daughter.
"She's a right little madam sometimes," I smiled, watching her as well.
"Takes after her mum then doesn't she," I hit him playfully on his arm.
"Whatever! Anyway, she's picked up some of your bad traits,"
"Well she's picked up my good looks, but that's about it." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around Matt's neck as his arm automatically found it's way back to my waist. Me and Matt had eventually decided to try and give it a go. We took things slowly and after about 18 months, I found out I was pregnant. We had a little girl who we called Summer Jayne Willis, born on the 23rd July weighing 6 pounds and 7 ounces. Kim and James had stayed together as well and they called their son Thomas Ryan Bourne. He only ever got called Thomas when he was naughty, he was better known as Tom. Danny and Debz had got together eventually and Debz was 6 months pregnant with their first child. Then there's Charlie. Charlie let go of his love for Debz and found a girl called Kirsty. They settled down together and had just got engaged. As for Busted, they were still going strong, all these years down the line. It was weird looking at everything and seeing everyone all grown up. These were the people who I'd spent my life with and I couldn't see myself ever leaving them behind. They were all members of my family to me and I wasn't planning on letting that go just yet.
"I love you Mrs.Willis," Matt whispered. He kissed my cheek.
"I love you too, Mr.Willis,"