So, here I am. Possibly the most hated girl by all pop fans right now. Perhaps I should explain. I'm dating . We officially became a couple two weeks ago, but it's been on the cards for a while. I've liked him for ages, pretty much since my neighbour introduced me to him. They're in a band together. Here's the full story.

" , have you seen the new boy?" I looked up at my best friend. "He is so fit. And he's moving in next door." I shook my head and returned to my book. "Don't you ever think about anything else, ?" She flopped down on the seat next to me and took the book away from me. " , I know you're sad about moving to Ireland, but you really need to move on. Living like a nun isn't going to bring him back." "I'm not! I just haven't found the right guy yet." We were interrupted by a shout in next door's garden. Seconds later, a ball came flying through the air towards us. screamed and curled up. I jumped up and caught the ball just before it hit her. A head popped up over the garden fence. "sorry about that, we have some wannabe's here. The ball didn't hit you, did it?" "No, but she's lucky I'm a good goalie." I nodded in 's direction. she looked up and went bright red, leading me to assume that this was the fit boy she was talking about. He wasn't bad, but not my type. "I'm ." He held a hand out and I shook it. " . The shy girl's my best mate, ." She looked up shyly. "Hi." He smiled and returned the greeting. "We're a goalie short. You wanna come over? Bring too, we could do with an extra player." "Sure" I handed him the ball and climbed over the fence. I jumped off into the garden and turned to call over, but she was already halfway over the fence. "We do have front doors, you know." "Force of habit. Me and used to do it when our parents found out we were together and tried to stop us seeing each other." "Right. Split into two teams, then." The guys scurried to get the teams ready. "Aren't you going to introduce us?" "Oh, yeah. Guys, this is and ." "Do you have names, or do we just call you guy 1, guy 2 and guy 3. "I'm , that's and the joker in the corner is . Ignore him, he's a bit of a twat." I looked at each of them in turn, deciding that they were a cool bunch. Cute too, and that always helped. A few hours later, we were lounging around in the garden. "Does anyone want a beer?" All the guys gave a thumbs up, but me and hesitated. "Come on, what's one beer gonna do. You chicks must be lightweights." I smiled, as that's exactly how I would describe . Me, on the other hand. "I could drink you under the table any day toots." "Yeah? Bring it on!" I was beginning to realise what had meant. The drinking competition got underway, and after 10 beers each, we decided to call it evens. Once me and were deemed drunk enough, we called , and over. They brought with them. I had a bit of a crush on , although I never told anyone. The twins would probably kill me if they found out I liked their older brother. I was too drunk to care by the time we started playing truth or dare. I watched as the bottle landed on . She chose truth, sensible girl. The next few people also chose truth, until the bottle landed on . She was always up for a dare, so I decided to give her and a nudge in the right direction. She shot me an evil look, but proceeded to lock lips with him. After that, everyone seemed to pick dares. By the end of the night, everyone had snogged someone, apart from me, , and . and seemed to hit it off, and disappeared with . and seemed to be getting on well too. Despite our earlier spat, I was beginning to find more and more decent. He was up for a laugh and he was kinda cute too. You can imagine my disappointment when got dared to snog him. Finally, there was just me and left. I glared at , who was all over . Suddenly, I had a brain wave. " , can I talk to you for a minute please?" "Sure." I took his hand and led him away from the group, making sure we were in 's line of sight. "You wanted to talk?" "Not really. All I've got to say is this." I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. The last thing I expected was him to kiss back, but it was working. was seething. I pulled away from him ,keeping an eye on her reaction. "You're good at this talking business." "That's because you're a good listener." I replied, allowing his lips to meet mine once more. After several seconds, I pulled away teasingly. "Come on, 's probably got a search party together." We walked back to the group hand in hand, and I shot a triumphant glare. I felt really bad the next day when I had to explain to that I'd been drunk and I didn't remember anything from the night before. That was a lie, I remembered everything, including the kiss. I knew that was going to be on the warpath. I met up with later that day. We were sat in my room and she was gushing on about how perfect was. I pretended to be listening, although I was somewhat more concerned with my growing feelings for . Sure, I liked him, but it wasn't until 's next sentence I realised how much. "Have you heard, 's going out with ?" I sat up and looked at her. "What! He must be desperate." eyed me warily. "You like him!" "Shut up, I do not." "That's too bad, cos he likes you." I tried not to look too happy. "He does?" "I knew it, you do like him" I sighed, knowing I couldn't hide it from her. "How did you know?" "You kissed to make him jealous, and don't deny it because I know how your mind works." "Did it work?" "I got two words for you honey. Hell yeah! He looked like he was about to crack. I don't think he even likes ." I was left feeling confused. "Why is he going out with her then?" "Same reason you kissed ." "I can't believe he's going out with her though. Do you think he knows she's only 13." "Nah, she looks older than her age and she won't tell him. He's probably just after an easy lay. It will be over by the end of the week."

A year on, nothing's changed. I still like him, he's still with . She gives me a dirty look every time she sees me. Mind you, I did catch him checking me out yesterday. He stopped as soon as he realised was there, but the damage was done. I walked towards the lobby of the hotel and pressed the button to call the lift. Just as the doors were closing, someone else got on. "Hey, ." " . Where's ?" He shrugged as I pressed the button for the seventh floor. "We need to talk." "So talk. Why is this thing so slow, I hate lifts." " , stop changing the subject." "I'm not. Is it just me, or is this thing too slow?" The lift suddenly jolted and stopped. I looked over at , who was standing with his hand over the emergency stop button. "What did you do that for?" "Now will you listen to me." My hands started shaking as I slumped down. "If you don't start this lift, I'll..." "What, scream? Go ahead, but I'm not letting you go until you hear me out." Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I looked up at him. " , please, just start the damn thing. I told you I hate lifts." Seeing my tears, a concerned look spread across his face and he sat down next to me. "Babe, I'm sorry, but this is the only way you'll listen. I don't want to hurt you, I just need to know. What is the deal with you and ? I thought you were friends." "We were, but the we both fell for the same guy. Actually, I fell for him. Big time. She got him. Now you know, can you let me out." He shook his head. "That sucks." "What does?" "Liking someone, but not being able to have them." "Like you'd know, you could have any girl you wanted." He muttered something under his breath, but managed to keep his cool. "While we're playing questions and answers, I need to ask you something." "Shoot." "What the hell possessed you to go out with a 13 year old, other than the fact she's easy." He was stunned into silence, and I took my chance, leaning across him and pressing the button. I breathed a sigh of relief when the lift jolted and started moving. "If that's what you think, you obviously don't know me very well. I didn't know she was 13. And what does it matter anyway. I didn't sleep with her and I wasn't going to. I don't want her." I instantly felt bad about making assumptions. " , I'm sorry." The doors opened and he stepped out. "Forget it." "I didn't think. I thought..." His reaction scared me and I took a step back. "Well, that's your problem. You don't think before you open your mouth and you hurt people. That is why you're still alone. was right, you are a bitch." The doors closed as a fresh batch of tears replaced the old ones. Half an hour late, I was checking out, running after me. " , stop! Where are you going?" "I don't know , I just need to get away from here. If you see , tell him I'm sorry." I ran out and flagged a taxi. "What? Is that why you're leaving? What happened?" "It's a long story, Ill call you later to let you know where I am." " !" I got in the cab just as he was about to drive off. "Heathrow airport please." As we pulled out, I saw run out of the hotel. I closed my eyes and tried to block him out of my head. I called around 12 hours later from Ireland, where I was staying with . " , thank god. When are you coming back." I hesitated a fraction too long before answering. "I'm not. I can't. Not now." "You're letting drive you away. I don't believe this. What happened to the that would have kicked his arse?" "She fell in love. Look, I know you're pissed off, but don't hold it against him, or I won't call again." She sighed and agreed somewhat reluctantly. "Don't forget to write." "I won't. I'll call again tomorrow." WE said our goodbyes and I put the phone down, snuggling back into 's arms. "What's this like then?" "He's cool, you'd like him." "He'd best start praying I do, or he's gonna pay for hurting you." "He doesn't know how I feel, I never told him." "Then I suggest you call him." "I will, just not today."

A year and a half later, me and were having the time of our lives. We'd briefly got back together, but decided we were better off as friends. I still spoke to every day, and she kept me updated. Her and are still going strong, him and the other three are in a band and they're going on tour next month. hasn't dated anyone since I left, despite the gang's best efforts to set him up with various girls.

My birthday was fast approaching, and had bought us tickets to see Busted on tour. We're going to the opening show in just over a month. As for me, nothing's changed. I still like . If anything, I like him more. I miss him like hell, and one of these days, I will call him up to see how he's doing.

The day of the show, I woke up late, which pretty much set the scene for the rest of the day. The journey there was as bad as it gets. A flat tyre and two hours later, we got to the arena. We had missed both support acts. Halfway through the show, a familiar face appeared on stage. He was a bit taller and his hair was longer, but it was him. I stiffened up, something which didn't go unnoticed by . "What's wrong?" "That's ." "Oh! Good looking lad." I nodded, keeping my eyes fixed on the stage. "We have a treat for you lucky lot. For one night, and one night only, is joining us to sing one of the songs from our new album. This is 3am." The opening few notes sounded, and I instantly recognised the song. I felt the tears running down my cheeks and cursed under my breath.

"I don't give a damn about you
No nothing can change my mind
No way I'm happy just to let you walk away
Don't think about you at night
I'm happy to be alone
It's ok
But that was yesterday and now I'm
Driving in my car
Words don't get me far
When they don't mean shit
Ooooooh! I'm calling you at 3am and I,
I'm standing here right outside your door
But I don't think that my heart can take much more
I'm scared of cracking up again
I just
Want it to be like it was before
And I don't think that my heart can take more
I don't give a damn what you do
I'm gonna get with you Again
And that's the way this night is gonna end
You said you need some time
How long does it take to see
That we are more than meant to be
And now you're driving in your car
But you won't get far
Cos' your car is shit
Ooooooh!
I'm calling you at 3am and I'm
Standing here right outside your door
And I don't think that my heart can take much more
I'm scared of cracking up again
I just
Want it to be like it was before
Cos' I don't think that my heart can take much more"

I couldn't listen to the rest of the song and ran out. As I sat down outside the arena, I could already hear the next song had started. That meant that was no longer on stage. he was probably inside wondering if I had even gone to the concert. I was angry at for breaking her promise and telling him where I was, but at the same time, I was relieved. I wanted to see him, to hear his voice. We had a lot to sort out, especially our feelings. "Thought I might find you out here. Did you enjoy the show?" This was it. I turned round to find myself staring into 's eyes. "yeah, it was good. I missed the beginning though, me and had some trouble with the car." "This would be your boyfriend." "Ex." I corrected. "over a year, why didn't you get in touch. Just one phone call so I knew you were ok. I've been worried sick, I even had to threaten to get her to tell me where you were." "Didn't think you cared about bitches." "I don't! but I care about you. Probably more that I should. I'm sorry for calling you a bitch, because you're the furthest you can get." "Give me one good reason I should believe you." "I can't. If you don't believe me, fine. You know where I am, call me when you make a decision." He walked away, leaving me to think about my future, whether it be with or without him. I thought for about a minute before making a life changing decision. " ?" He stopped and turned to face me. "I've made my mind up already. I want to be with you." He didn't move, but a smile spread across his face. "Come here." He held his arms out, and I practically flew into them. It was like living in a dreamland when our lips finally met. After more that two and a half years, I'd got what I wanted. "Why did you leave without saying goodbye?" "I couldn't. If I’d come up to see you, I wouldn't have left." "Would that really have been so bad? Everyone missed you." "Really? Everyone?" "Well ok, and did. I guess I did too. The rest of them have been too busy with their own lives to care." I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder. "Do you know what I miss the most about England." He shook his head. "Being allowed to drink at 16." "Oi, cheeky." I laughed and looked up at him. "I missed you too." I said, leaning closer to him. I'd never been in love before, but I knew that this time, it was for real. I'd found the guy I was destined to be with.

For the next few days, I split my time evenly between the two boys. Me and still had a laugh, but I knew that was the one I wanted to be with. On the last day of the tour in Ireland, I got a shock. "Come back with me." I wanted to, but I couldn't just leave. I had a new life here. " , I can't. has been so nice since I moved here." "So you're picking your ex over me?" "I didn't sat that. I'd love to come back with you, just not now. I can't do that to ." "You don't want to hurt his feelings so you're staying here. Fine, forget I asked." He spun on his heel an stormed off in a huff. "Is this a bad time? Cos if it is, I can come back lat... are you ok?" I shook my head. So this is what being in love feels like. "He wants me to go back to England with him." "What do you want?" "I want to go, I want to be with him, but I can't do that to you, not after everything you've done for me." He gently pushed my chin up. "Go." I blinked once and looked at him blankly. "Go! Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just promise you'll visit from time to time." I hugged him. "Thanks . Are you sure though?" He shot me a look, and I hugged him again before rushing off to pack my bags and book a flight. Not too long after, I was standing outside the airport saying goodbye to . It was a relatively short journey, and I was stood outside my house in no time. I let myself in and left my bags before running to 's. She opened the door and screamed when she saw me. " ! When did you get back...come in, the guys are in the garden." I went as white as a sheet as she dragged me through the house. "Guys, look who's back." stood up and hugged me. "Welcome back neighbour, we missed ya." There was a chorus of agreement, as I looked around. Something was nagging in the back of my mind. I couldn't see . saw me and gave me a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, he'll be round later. He said he had some 'stuff' to sort out." I nodded and sat down on the grass making sure I could see the door. " , can I use your bathroom?" She nodded and I ran upstairs, taking the steps two at a time. As I was washing my hands, I heard the doorbell ring. I walked back down to find with his arm around . I suddenly felt sick as his eyes met mine and the colour drained from his face. He quickly pushed her away as I ran upstairs, locking myself in the bathroom. I couldn’t get the image of them together out of my head. Downstairs, I heard angry voices, a slap and a door slamming, followed by footsteps on the stairs. "Open the door sweetie, I need to talk to you." I opened the door a crack to make sure she was alone before I let her in. "You still like him, huh?" "No. I'm in love with him. He's the reason I came back, and seeing him with her hurt like hell. "Look, I sent away, but he's still downstairs. I think you need to talk." I wiped my tears away and stood up. "I can't. he has no idea what this is doing to me." "Then tell him! , you deserve to be happy, and he can make you happy. trust me, the boy is head over heels, he did nothing but mope around after you left. I don't want to see either of you get hurt, and being apart is obviously hurting you both. Just give him a chance." I listened to her before opening the door and making my way downstairs slowly and towards the garden. I stood in the doorway, trying to get my nerve back. looked up and nodded in my direction. slowly turned around and we walked towards each other, meeting in the middle of the garden. "I'm sorry ." "Was I really that easy to forget? You've been back less than a day, and already you've moved onto the next girl. Is this some kind of game to you, because I don't want to play. I gave up my life because of you. Twice! The least you could do was wait for me, because it's not everyday I drop everything to be with the guy I love. I need you to stop messing me around and tell me how you really feel, because I need to know whether I'm laying my heart on the line for it to get trampled on." "You're not. I love you, not . It's only ever been you, from that first day. She was just there to...I don't even know why she was there. I guess she made me feel wanted, and I needed that, because you kept running away." He took a step forwards and cupped my face in his hands, kissing me gently. I tried pulling away, but I couldn't so in the end, I wrapped my arms around his neck and teased his tongue with mine, giving into the feelings that were washing over me. At the end of that night, there were four couples in that garden. Everyone was happy. As for me and - after two years, six months and twelve days, I got the man of my dreams and I'm never letting him go. He's one in a million. After all, it's not every guy that sticks around when his girlfriend falls pregnant at the age of 18. 's one of the good ones, and he's mine.