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Part 1
I look down at the two photos in my hand, gently tracing over one of the images.
They were pictures of us together. The first was taken when we were just five years old. He had his arm around me and I was
smiling. Memories flooded back to me, tearing through my heart like a dagger. The other photo was more recent. It was taken
just over two years ago, at my 18th birthday. Again, he had his arm around me, but this time, we weren’t looking at
the camera. We were too wrapped up in each other to even notice the photo was being taken. We’d been best friends our
whole lives, and that photo had been taken at our two year anniversary – just days before we broke up and I moved away.
A single tear rolled down my cheek and landed with a splash. “We were so good together. Where did it all go wrong?”
I whispered to no-one in particular. I missed him more than I’d ever thought possible. I’d forgive him in a flash
if it meant having him back in my life.
None of my current friends knew about him. I hid all recent photos of us in
fear of them finding out. I heard the front door slam shut and quickly put the photos back in my purse. I wiped the tears
away before getting up to see my flatmates.
was pacing the living room – something she only ever did when she was angry. I stepped forwards hesitantly and tapped
her on the shoulder. “WHAT!?” Her shout startled me and I jumped back. “B-bad d-d-day?” I stuttered,
still shaking. Her face softened and she smiled at me. “Sorry babe. I didn’t mean to shout. Err; it was quite
dodgy, yeah. First, the car wouldn’t start, so I had to get the bus. Sod’s law says the bus is always late when
you need it. I turned up late to work and my boss was really pissed off because I missed a really important meeting. As if
that wasn’t enough, I got stuck in a lift with the most annoying man ever. He just would not shut up, I tell you. He
was cute though.” I raised an eyebrow and she paused to look at me. “What, he was! Anyway, how did your day go?”
I shrugged, still chuckling at her. I was about to reply when our other flatmate,
, burst in. “Get dressed, we’re going out.” “Um…where?” “A concert. Come on, VIP
tickets, we get to go backstage.” I smirked at her enthusiasm, but went back upstairs to get changed. I picked out my
outfit very carefully, opting for a t-shirt, my black combats and converse. Ten minutes later, I came down. “Let’s
go then.” “You’re not going dressed like that are you?” I looked in the mirror and tugged at my t-shirt.
My hair was tied back in a loose ponytail and my combats rested neatly on my hips. I grabbed my Losprophets hoodie. “Why
not?” “There’s going to be cute guys there, couldn’t you be a bit more, I dunno... dressy?”
“I’m not looking.” With that, I left the house before she could have another go at me. The other two followed
me out several minutes later and we all got into the limo that was parked outside.
As soon as we pulled up outside Wembley, I cursed. There were posters of him
everywhere – there was no way I could keep it a secret now. “Girls, I’m not sure about leaving
for so long. She’s never spent this much time apart from me before.”
grabbed my arm before I could walk off and dragged me towards the building. “Relax, would you? She’ll be fine
with your mum. You spend far too long with that child.” “She’s my daughter; I’m not likely to neglect
her, am I?” “Just one night. Come on
, it won’t do any harm.” I sighed deeply and allowed
to drag me towards the security guards, flashing the passes as she did so. We followed a series of arrows to a door that said
‘dressing room’ on it. My legs felt weak as she pushed the door open and we entered the room.
let go of my arm and walked straight over to one of the boys. I couldn’t see his face, but he had
hair. “Honey, I bought some friends with me, you don’t mind do you?” my stomach turned as he kissed her.
“Of course not. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
nudged me slightly, and I stepped forward. “Sure. Guys, these are my flatmates,
and
. Girls, that’s my cousin
,
, and
." He turned around and my heart sank. It was him - and he’d already moved on. “Hey, nice to meet you.”
I held a hand out and breathed a sigh of relief as he shook it. “Likewise.” He caught my eye and held it before
I looked away, already feeling uneasy about the situation. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” “Well,
you girls arrived a bit later than we expected, so I guess all we can do now is hit the clubs.” “Yeah, sorry about
that.
had a bit of trouble sorting something out.” They all grouped together, leaving me at the back of the group alone. What
was I doing here? I didn’t belong here, I didn’t fit in. “Guys, I might just call it a night and go home.
I feel a bit rundown, and I don’t want to intrude.”
was the first to reply. “Don’t be stupid, you’re not intruding at all. Any friend of
’s is a friend of mine. Come on, just for a few hours, I’ll even give you a lift home if you like.” I reluctantly
agreed, not wanting to get in a car with him alone in any way, shape or form.
Later that night, I had completely forgotten about my doubts for the evening,
and was now drunk enough to consider doing the karaoke. I got up on the stage, smiling down at the group as the intro to the
song played. I purposely caught
’s eye and held it as I started singing.
I kinda thought that I'd be better off by myself I've never been so wrong
before You made it impossible for me to ever Love somebody else And now I don't know what I left you for See
I thought that I could replace you He can't love me the way you do 'Till now I never knew
Baby I'm spoiled By your love boy No matter how I try to change
my mind What's the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch boy The love you give is just too hard
to fight Don't want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled
I tried to tell myself that I'd be over you in a week or two But baby
that was 'bout a year ago I've never seen the word love so personified as I do with you And that is why I just can't
let go, oh no
I'm spoiled By your love boy No matter how I try to change my mind What's
the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch boy The love you give is just too hard to fight Don't
want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled Spoil me
And I would only be fooling myself if I tried to Believe there's room
for someone else in my heart There ain't no way I'm getting over you I don't know what I've been trying to prove I'm
hopeless, helpless when it comes to you
I'm spoiled By your love boy No matter how I try to change my mind What's
the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch boy The love you give is just too hard to fight Don't
want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled I've been spoiled yeah yeah
I suddenly realised I was still looking at him and tore my eyes away. As I got
off the stage, I stole a glance at him. He had his head down, so I couldn’t see his face properly, but he looked upset.
As we were leaving the club, I felt someone grab my arm and drag me in the opposite direction. I was about to scream when
they stopped and spun me round to face them. “
!” “What the hell was that about?” “It’s just a song. Don’t get so stressy.” “Don’t
get so stressy? My girlfriend was standing right in front of you. What happens if she’d seen you staring? She’d
probably think I’m cheating on her with you.” “Well, it wouldn’t be the first time you’d cheated,
would it?” I spat in fury, no longer caring who heard or saw us. His face suddenly dropped and his shoulders slumped.
“Look, I don’t like this situation any more than you do, but
is my friend and I’m making an effort. I suggest you do the same.” I tried to push past him, but he grabbed my
arm again. “
.” “My name is
. You lost the right to call me
a long time ago.” “Fine,
. I’m sorry. I never realised how much I hurt you. It’s just, we were young…I wasn’t ready for the
whole commitment thing. I honestly didn’t mean to hurt you, I didn’t think you were that serious about me.”
I pulled out of his grasp, breathing heavily. “Well, you thought wrong. I was that serious about you. I loved you so
much
. I-I still do.” My eyes widened as the words slipped out, and I rushed out of the club, my cheeks still burning. “
, don’t you dare walk away from me!” I continued running, trying my hardest not to let the tears escape. After
two hard years trying to get over him, he was back in my life.
Over the next few months, we spent more and more time together, trying to salvage
what was left of our friendship. Neither of us mentioned that night again. The only problem was, now I’d said it, I
couldn’t stop thinking about it. I still had feelings for him, and from the way he acted around me, I’d say it
was pretty obvious he still had feelings for me too. He didn’t know about
, I’d figured it was too early to spring it on him. We often met up at the arena, where there were plenty of people.
I still didn’t trust myself to be alone with him. My hands shook as I pushed the door to the dressing room open to be
met by him. He was wearing jeans, and not much else. His hair was dripping, indicating that he’d just had a shower.
“
, come in. I’ll just be a minute; I need to talk to Fletch.” “No, stay! We need to talk.” “About
what?” “Us. Look, we can’t do this.
is one of my best friends, I can’t do this to her. It’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her.” “Hey,
no-one is going to make you do anything. It’s just that, after the past few weeks, I thought this was what you wanted.”
He took a step towards me, causing me to swallow nervously. I remained rooted to the spot as his lips met mine. This prompted
him to deepen the kiss and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, running my fingers through
his hair as he backed me into the wall. A soft moan escaped me as one of his hands travelled up my inner thigh, causing my
heart rate to double. My left hand travelled down to the zipper on his jeans, tugging it down frantically. At this point,
the door opened and we sprung apart.
entered the room and raised an eyebrow, sniggering at us. I coughed lightly and
quickly pulled his zip back up. “Not interrupting anything I hope?” “No, you know I’m with
.” My cheeks were burning with embarrassment.
was one of my best friends. I couldn’t believe I was doing this to her, but I wanted him so much. “Yeah, I know.
It’s a shame you don’t. How do you think she’s going to feel when she finds out?” “You can’t
tell her! Please
, we’ll break it off, just don’t tell her.” “God, I can’t believe I’m keeping this from
my cousin. How long has it been going on?” I spoke up for the first time. “Not that long. A few weeks at the most.
We never planned any of this,
, it just happened. I didn’t mean for it to get this far, but I couldn’t help myself. He’s all I need.”
“For Pete’s sake
. Couldn’t you at least try and stay faithful?” “I did try. Believe me, I tried so hard not to feel this
way, but I can’t help who I fall for. The last thing I want is to hurt
, but it’s different with
. I want to be with her all the time; I need to be with her. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, I think
I love her.” “You think?! You’re cheating on my cousin because you think you love someone else. That’s
pathetic,
, even you know it.” “Fine, I don’t think. I know I love her. I want to spend every waking minute with
her. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. Every time I wake up and she’s not there, it goes straight through
my heart. All I can say is I hope she feels the same way, because I don’t want to lose her.” “Of course
I feel the same way.
, you have no idea how many months I spent crying after you left. I loved you then, I love you now. Nothing’s changed.”
Part 2
I knew as soon as the words came out that I meant them. I couldn't imagine
life without
anymore. It didn't seem right to me. I'd missed him so much during the past year. Despite our relationship starting off where
we'd left off, I still couldn't find the right time to tell him about
. I knew that I had to, after all, she was his daughter too. I just wasn't sure if I wanted to risk hurting her. What happened
if he decided that he didn't want to be tied down with a kid? I couldn't bring myself to do that to her, my little girl meant
the world to me.
Later that evening, I sat nervously by the phone, waiting for
to call. I thought back to all the times I'd done it while we had dated previously, and smiled as I remembered how happy
his phone calls made me. It would be different this time - being in a famous band with
and
, it meant that I wouldn't get to see as much of him as I'd like. In a way, that suited me, because it gave me a chance to
introduce
to the idea slowly. On the other hand, it made me paranoid that he'd find someone prettier than me while they were on tour.
I wanted to trust him, but he'd cheated before - he was doing it now. I don't know why I thought that this time would be any
different to the last time. All I know is that after more than a year, I still felt exactly the same way about him. I loved
everything about him - the way he could always cheer me up, the way his lips curved into a smile whenever he saw me. The way
my heart still skipped a beat when he looked in my direction. He was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and despite
the pain I felt when I'd caught him with
, I never really stopped loving him.
*Flashback*
"
, you home babe?" I didn't hear a reply, so I decided to put my feet up and watch a movie. It was ages since I'd had the
house to myself, and I planned to make the most of it. Halfway through
, I heard the front door open and sprang to my feet to greet him. My heart sank as I took in the sight before me.
had a relatively
wrapped around him, and they were kissing. I coughed once to draw attention to myself and he instantly pulled away from her.
My jaw dropped when I saw
, and she smiled slyly at me. "You bastard! How could you do that?" "
, honey, it's not what it looks like." "Oh, right. So, what exactly is it then, because it looked to me like you were kissing
someone else." "Sweetie, it was only a friendly kiss." "Friendly!
, if your tongue was stuck any further down her throat, we'd have had to send out a search party. Do you know what, forget
it. I don't care anymore. I'm just gonna go and get my stuff, I'll stay at
's, and I'll come back for the rest of my things tomorrow." I left him standing in the landing with his head hanging. I knew
I'd probably been a bit too hard on him, but decided that he didn't need my sympathy. He cheated, he has to face the consequences.
*End of flashback* That
was the longest I'd gone without speaking to him. I still thought about him the whole time I was at
's. I think she was probably getting a bit sick of me by that time. It wasn't until a few weeks later that I realised that
something wasn't quite right with me. My period was late, which was a worrying sign. I was never late. I voiced my concerns
to
, who convinced me to take a pregnancy test. The wait was agonising, and when that little line appeared, I felt nothing but
emptiness. I didn't want to be a single mother, but at the same time, I didn't believe in abortions. After a few days of careful
deliberation, I made one of the hardest decisions I had ever faced. I was going to keep the baby, but
wouldn't have a say in it. As far as he was concerned, the baby didn't exist.
The pregnancy itself was hard, I had really bad morning sickness, and by the
seventh month, I couldn't remember what my feet looked like. I went into labour two weeks early, and
was born. All my doubts flew out of the window the minute I held her for the first time. She was beautiful. She was mine.
*end of flashback*
I snapped back to reality as I realised someone was waving a hand in front of
my face. "
, are you ok. You just completely zoned out there." "Yeah, I'm fine, I was just thinking." "About what?" I looked up at him,
and knew that I couldn't put it off any longer. He had the right to know. "Can we go somewhere else?" "Sure." He placed a
hand on the small of my back and led me away from the group. "What's up?" I pulled my purse out of my pocket and took the
photo of
out, handing it to him. "I don't get it. Who's that, and why are you giving me this photo?" "That's
. She's my daughter. OUR daughter." He went pale and dropped the photo. It gently floated to the ground. "What?!" "I was
pregnant when I left
. I wanted to tell you, but I didn't know how. When I saw you with
, all I felt was emptiness. It was like, I'd given everything I had and you threw it all back in my face.
is...she's all I've got, I didn't want to hurt her. You have to understand...she's my little girl. I love her and I don't
think I can do that to her. I can deal with you walking all over me and breaking my heart, I won't let you do it to her."
"Why didn't you tell me before.
, we've been back together for a few months at least. You're telling me that you couldn't find the right time to tell me
that I have a daughter." "It's not like that. I explained why I couldn't tell you." "Yeah, you said you didn't want to hurt
her. What did you think I was going to do, run off again.
, do you not realise that I love you. I made a mistake, I'm sorry, but you can't keep punishing me for it. What do I have
to do to prove I'm sorry?"
Part 3
I stared at him, dumbfounded by his question. "Well?" "I-I don't know. I just
want to take things slowly. We rushed into it last time, and look where that left us.
, I love you. I never stopped. It's just this whole commitment thing, you know. I'm twenty years old, I don't think I'm ready
to settle down with one guy and never have that freedom again." "Look, that's totally cool with me. I'm not suggesting we
get married or anything...even though it would be cool later on. It's just, we have a daughter, and I think for her sake,
we should act a bit more...I dunno, together." "I'm doing this for our little girl. I don't want her to get used to having
you around, then suddenly one day, you're not there anymore." "I've already told you, I'm not going anywhere." "And I'm supposed
to believe you, just like that." "Well, yeah. And if you don't then you obviously don't trust me." "I want to trust you, I
really do. How can I though? You cheated on me with that bitch. As much as I'd like to believe you've changed, I don't think
you have. I mean, we're sneaking around behind
's back, so you're still cheating and lying." "You cannot keep bringing this up in every argument we have. It's not fair."
"And what we're doing is?
, have you even stopped to consider how
would feel if she found out about this. She really loves you, it would break her heart." He slammed his fist down on the
table in frustration and I jumped back, startled. "Stop twisting this back to her. This is about us, ok. Me and you, and our
little girl." "No, it's not. It's about everyone that's involved in this, and while you're still going out with her, that
includes
." He picked up his keys and walked to the door. "I don't have to listen to this. Look at us
. we're already arguing like a married couple. What happens five years down the line when you realise that you've made a
mistake taking a chance on me. We're going to come back to this, and to be honest, I could do without the hassle. I'm going
out, don't wait up." "What about the band?" "Tell them I had to sort something out urgently." "You mean lie?" "Why not? You're
getting good at it." I picked up a vase that was on the table next to me and threw it at him, narrowly missing his head. "You
know how I love a dominant woman." He winked at me and smiled before walking out, leaving me seething.
Part 4
it had been a week since our last argument and I was still doing my best to
avoid him. I hadn’t planned on this being a relationship we’d have to hide from our closest friends, and I wasn’t
sure I liked it. I knew that if word got out, it would hurt a lot of people, but I loved him so much, that was a risk I was
willing to take. As my phone rang for the millionth time that day, I picked it up and looked at the caller ID.
‘s name flashed up on the screen and I smiled softly before answering. “Make it quick
. I’ve got things to do.” “I’m sorry for everything. You know I love you, and you know I’d
never do anything to hurt you. This last week has been torture. Not being with you is killing me, and if you still want us
to be together, I’ll tell
about us. I’ll break it off with her today.” “Do you mean that?” “Yes. I want to be with you,
and I want us to be a family.”
popped her head round. “Who’s that mummy?” “It’s
just a friend darling. I’ll be there in a minute.” She giggled and ran out. “Who was that? Was that
.” “Yeah. Do you want me to get her so you can say hello?” “Are you sure?” “
, if you’re going to be around like you say you are, then it’s time she started getting used to you. Hang on.”
I left the phone on my bed and tiptoed over to the door. “
! Can you come here for a minute please honey? There’s someone on the phone that wants to speak to you.” I walked
back over to the bed and picked the phone up. “She’s on her way.” “Ok…but what do I say to her?”
“Just introduce yourself. Whatever you do, don’t tell her you’re her dad, and if you swear, I will personally
kill you, so watch your language.” He laughed and agreed to the conditions.
I handed the phone over to
, who had just come into the room. “Hello?” “Hi
. My name’s
, I’m a friend of your mum’s. I just wanted to hear the wonderful little girl she’s been describing to
me all this time.” “I’ve heard your name before. Mummy’s always talking about a person called
, but she says that he’s too stupid to call her, so she swears a lot when she talks about him.” I stifled a laugh
and took the phone away from her. “I think that’s quite enough from you missy. Go and tidy your room.” I
waited until she was out of the room before turning my attention back to the phone call. “Too stupid? Swears a lot?”
“Ok, I don’t swear a lot, and she wasn’t supposed to tell you I called you stupid once, because you ‘lost’
my number. Even though it was on speed dial in your mobile.” “Yeah, likely story.” “Are you calling
me a liar?” “Yeah, I am. What are you going to do about it?” “I’m going to put the phone down
and not answer next time you call. Bye
.” “You dare put the fu….” I knew what was coming next but true to my word, I ended the call, and
fell about laughing as he rang again. He was too predictable for his own good.
I put the phone in my pocket and went to help
tidy her room up and get ready for bed. As I got there, the phone rang again and I answered. “I thought you said you
weren’t going to answer next time I called you.” “Then why are you calling. Told you you’re stupid.”
“I will get you back for that, mark my words.” “Ok. Can I call you back in twenty minutes. I need to get
ready for bed?” “No.” “Why not?” “Because I’m going to be busy.” “
, I’m sure you can tear yourself away from the pizza for five minutes to have a conversation with your oh so beautiful
and ever so slightly more intelligent girlfriend.” “I could, but just for that comment, I’m not going to.
I’ll ring you when I’m done.” “That’ll be half two in the morning then.” “Maybe.
I’ll speak to you later. Love you.” “Love you too.” I put the phone back in my pocket, a smile spreading
across my face as I ushered
into the bathroom. Part 5
The next morning, I was rudely awoken by the doorbell ringing. I groaned as
I got out of bed and made my way downstairs. I hadn't even realised that I wasn't exactly suitably dressed to open the door
until it was too late. "Morning, gorgeous. Is that top meant to be that low cut?" I looked down and realised that half my
bra was on show and quickly pulled my top back up. "I wasn't saying pull it up, I was merely stating that it's very low cut."
"Ha bloody ha! What do you want
?" "Well, a good morning and a kiss would be nice." I glared at him, still unhappy about being woken up so early. "Ok, I
think I’ll just settle for a good morning. Is
up yet?" "No, not yet. I don't think there is a single sane human being that's up at..." I paused to look at the clock on
the wall. "Half past seven on a Saturday morning. That's criminal!" "I'm up." "I think you must have missed the part where
I said SANE human being." Now it was his turn to glare at me. Humour was not his strong point, and he couldn't tell when I
was being serious and when I was being sarcastic.
"Have you got anything edible here? All we've got in our fridge is mould. Is
mould edible?" I couldn't help but laugh at how innocent he looked while asking such a stupid question. "What?" "Yeah, we've
got food. Want me to make you something?" "If you wouldn't mind. It's nice having a housewife, I've been missing out." I was
halfway through the process of taking eggs and bacon out of the fridge to make him something to eat, but when I heard him,
I instantly stopped and sat back down. "Is it ready? Wow, that was fast." "No
, it's not. You can cook. Presuming you know how to cook." "Sure I do! I cook beans on toast all the time. Mind you, I did
once burn microwavable rice." "How the hell did you manage that?" He shrugged and walked over to the kitchen. "Which one's
the oven?" I turned to face him in disbelief, and he laughed. "I'm joking, babe. God, the look on your face." "
, no disrespect to you, but get the hell out of my kitchen before you burn the house down."
As I was cooking, he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist,
resting his head on my shoulder. "What's for desert?" he raised his eyebrows suggestively. I swatted him away. "Not what you're
thinking.
's upstairs." "So? I was thinking you could bring me breakfast in bed." "Dream on, honey. That's your job. I smeared some
butter on his nose as I picked up the plates and carried them into the living room. "Oi! That was uncalled for." He brought
the tomato sauce over and squirted a bit onto his finger before wiping it on my face. "
! If this goes over my clothes..." I was trying to think of a good consequence as the door swung open and a sleepy looking
appeared at the entrance. "Mummy, why aren't you sleeping?" "We have guests round sweetie. You go back up to bed if you're
still tired, I'll be up in a minute." She picked up her teddy from the floor where she'd left it last night and ran back up
the stairs giggling. I apologised to
before running up after her to tuck her in.
"Who was that, mummy?" "That was
." "Do you like him?" "Well of course I do. He's my friend." "Is he going to stay with us today?" "If he's not busy." "Is
he staying over tonight, because I'm sure nana won't mind looking after me if you want to be alone." I looked down at my daughter
in shock. "What gave you that idea?" "You were all giggly with him and he kept looking at your boobs." "Oh, did he now? Right,
you go back to sleep, I'll go and have a word with him." "Mummy? Are you mad at me?" "No, of course not sweetie. I love you
lots and lots, you know that. Now, go back to sleep." I shut the door to her room and went back downstairs. "You cheeky bugger!"
"What have I done now?" "You know! Don't you get enough time to look at them when
's not here? Honestly, there's no pleasing some men." Part 6
's voice woke me up later that morning. I opened my eyes and lifted my head off
's chest to look up at my daughter. "Mummy, I'm hungry." "Ok, honey, I’ll be up in a minute. Go brush your teeth and
get dressed, I'll get your breakfast ready." "I woke up this morning and you weren't in bed. Were you down here all night?"
"No, I've only been down here a few hours. Come on, let's leave him to sleep, he looks tired." I took her hand and led her
out of the room quietly, being very careful not to wake
. I knew he wasn't exactly a morning person, which is why he had shocked me earlier when he turned up at the door.
As I made
's breakfast, I smiled to myself, remembering what had happened the last time I was in the kitchen making food for someone.
We'd nearly been caught then, and I swore to be more careful around the house. I didn't want
getting the wrong idea. Actually, I didn't want her getting any idea right now, it was still early stages with me and
. I still needed to learn to trust him fully before there was any chance of me introducing him to
as her father and my boyfriend. I felt someone tugging at my top and looked down. "Is breakfast ready yet mummy?" "Nearly.
Go and sit down, I'll bring it to you in a minute. Quietly though, I don't want you waking
up. He's had an early start today."
She did as she was told and I took her breakfast over to her. "Thank you." "That's
ok, angel." I left her at the table while I went back into the living room to make sure we hadn't woken him up. I stood at
the door watching him sleep. He looked so innocent and young, I nearly forgot everything he'd put me through. I could feel
myself falling for him all over again, and I prayed that this time, it wouldn't end as badly as it had last time. I prayed
it wouldn't end at all, because he was someone I could see myself spending the rest of my life with. Part 7
*Three years later*
I finally learned to trust him again. After three long, hard years, I was confident
that he could go somewhere without me, come back, tell me he loves me and I wouldn't even question whether he'd been faithful
or not. I just knew. he'd spoiled things once, and I think we both learned from that mistake. we're not going to let something
from the past come between us again. its all about the future now.
he's a wonderful dad too.
absolutely loves him. he's all she talks about. she's so proud to have him as her dad, she goes around telling all her friends
that
from Busted is her dad. she's finally got what she wanted...a proper family with a mum and a dad. and, don't tell her yet,
but a brother or sister on the way. I’ve never been happier.
as for me and
, well, we made it work. I always knew we would. after all, a love like ours is hard to find, but once you've got it, its
hard to let go.
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