Chapter Twenty Five

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Phil's P.O.V

 "What? Like now?" I ask, I'm a little surprised yet also excited.

 "Yeah...do you think it's a bad idea?"

 "Uh...no, I mean....maybe it'll make everyone happier?"

 "Yeah, so can we get started?" Dan smiles.

 "Yeah," I nod. We had already make a few notes, or else we would never had been able to send invites to everyone.

We had invited loads of people yet were still waiting for replys, and we'd picked out the wedding venues but everything else, important - like the cake - were still to be decided on. I follow Dan to our room.

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Katrina's P.O.V

I get a glass of diet coke from the kitchen and wonder when Chris would be bringing Daisy back. I hope she'd be happier, and I really hope she wasn't showing signs of depression. Hopefully it'll pass soon.

I walk back out of the kitchen, Dan and Phil have gone missing. I'm alone now. I take a seat on the sofa and sigh, taking a few sips of my drink.

I hear footsteps come into the room and I turn around, PJ is there. He's wearing a coat, so I assume he's going out. He gives me a one hand wave.

 "Um...hello."

He looks like he wants to talk to me.

 "Yeah?" I say.

 "Um...well earlier the guys pointed something out to me and I..."

I raise an eyebrow.

 "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'm ready to leave you..."

 "What?"

 "I don't...will you go back out with me, I made a mistake."

 "No, PJ. You broke up with me. You can't just change your mind..." I sigh.

Really, PJ? Really?

 "I'm sorry just forget it." He rubs his face with his hands.

 "PJ, you can't do this. I think you need to really think."

 "Would you think about it? Getting back together?"

It's been a day!

 "Look, PJ, I kinda..."

 "What? You've already slept with someone, haven't you? Is that why you pissed off last night?"

 "No...I..." I really don't like angry PJ, he's one of the sweetest guys I know and when he's not it's horrible.

 "Just....I need to go."

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