Chapter Three

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Katrina's P.O.V

We had long since gotten off the couple and started to talk to them about it. The reason they didn't tell anyone of their engagement was because they didn't want it to get out, it's enough having crazy fans getting excited about your relationship, but an engagement? Who knows what they'd do. People need their space.

They told us how and who proposed. In fact they were both planning on proposing but one night whilst they had gotten a bit tipsy Dan accidentally let it slip and Phil got a bit annoyed because he was going to propose first. When they woke up in the morning, though, they decided it was official. We were all really happy for them. Daisy and I were going to be bridesmaids.

I stop talking to Phil when his phone begins to ring, and look over at PJ who is on his phone. He looks up and smiles at me, I smile back. He puts his phone down.

 "How are you?" He asks.

 "Good, and you?"

 "Never better."

He looks down at my satchel which sits at my feet.

 "You not staying?"

I feel bad now. I shake my head, "No."

He just nods.

 "That's good, I'm going to see someone tonight."

Wait, what? I raise an eyebrow at him.

 "Who?" I ask.

 "A friend."

Now it's my turn to just nod. He goes out to see his other friends from time to time, which I'm totally okay with. Thing is, he just looks different. Like the look on his face...I shouldn't need to worry about it.

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I stuck around over there for a few more hours until the sun started to set and I thought I better go to the shops or else I'd forget.

I'm buying something for Fionn, the neighbour and friend, it's his birthday in a few days and I've already gotten the card. Me and Daisy went especially. She wrote one too; they'd met on several occasions. And I made her go to this "I'm really sorry I didn't go to your little housewarming because I fell asleep" thing when he first moved in a few years back. I still feel bad about it to this day.

I look through a few aisles, I'm not really sure what to look for as I'm not really sure what he likes. I go over to catch up from time to time but we talk about stuff we both know and like or other things, just not what his favourite belongings are, his favourite bands and that. I can't give him any smelly presents, like body lotion and soaps and that because that's a girly thing; also men scents are usually not very nice smelling and I don't want to give him the wrong message. I thought about buying him a mug, because I know he likes tea but all they have in stock are various spotted and striped mugs. I move onto the book and DVD aisle. I'm not sure what kind of books he likes to read but films might be easy. Sometimes we watch television and we see an advert for a film that we both want to see. We never do watch them though.

Ooh!

I found something. Exactly what I was thinking about. A film we both expressed the desire to watch. It was a new superhero one.

I'm done. Now I can go home and sleep. I'll eat first. And maybe watch television or read. And I'll text Peej. In fact, I wonder how he's doing.

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