Falling In Love

Chapter 19 • 2005

Aleasha

Before I knew it I was saying goodbye to Danny as we stood on the door to our flat, his suitcase full behind us.

"I'm gonna miss you so much. Please be careful." I whispered into his neck.

"I will. Don't worry. And I'll miss you to but I'll be back soon."

Him and the boys were going to Uganda to do some stuff for Comic Relief. I leant against the doorframe trying not to cry as I watched him get in the taxi and drive away to the airport with Tom, Harry and Dougie.

I invited Diana round later that afternoon and we played Twister. No reason, we just wanted something to do and that was the first thing that came to mind. I enjoyed playing games like that - I know we were nineteen but it was fun to act like children again, like we used to when we first met. Those school years with Diana were the best days of my life. Because we were older we could do more things and got away with a lot more - I'd gone from being the shy girl who sat at back of class with Tom to being a little rebel who hung out with kids older than her. I'd made friends with more people in Diana's year than I had in my own so it was always a joke that I was the baby of the group but I didn't mind. Once Diana started at sixth form though she lost contact with her friends so it was just her and me. My last year at secondary school was really lonely without her so instead I studied every lunchtime for my GCSEs and as a result got awesome results and made it into the same sixth form as Diana. It was nice to look back over those years and think how far we'd come since, both with famous boyfriends, living with them and going on tour with them occasionally - but it was even nicer to pretend to be those children once again.

"Left foot yellow!" I said to Diana as she stretched over me. Her foot slipped and she came crashing down on top of me, knocking both of us to the floor. For five minutes we rolled about on the floor laughing, holding our stomachs and crying. It had been so long since we'd had this much fun.

"Wanna play again?" I asked once we'd stopped laughing.

"Nah, I'm good. We could go shopping and pick up some pizza on the way back?"

"Sounds good!" We packed away Twister and left the flat, making our way into the town centre.

We shopped for hours and by the time we finally made our way out of HMV it was dark.

"Woah, eight o'clock!" Diana exclaimed. "I guess we better pick up the pizzas and get back. Hey, we could eat them while we watch our movies!" She suggested. Then she pulled out the movies we just bought - the Little Mermaid, Shrek, Finding Nemo and Monsters Inc - before saying with bright eyes and a smile, "Disney marathon?" I nodded back excitedly in agreement before we ran down the street to the pizza shop squealing like little girls.

We caught a taxi back to the house because with all our bags (and the pizza of course) we had too much to carry this late at night. Giving our cash to the driver and thanking him we hopped out and made our way up to the flat. I unlocked the door and let Diana go in first, as she was carrying the most bags, then followed her in. I loved mine and Danny's flat because it felt so homely. It was really modern and posh, as expected of a celebrity couple, but it wasn't all shiny floors and leather sofas. In the living room the carpet was white but had a brown and teal rug in the middle with an oval coffee table on top of it. On the wall was a flat screen TV and to the left of it was an archway leading through to the dining room. It was an open plan with just a breakfast bar separating it from the kitchen, a plush space with white tiles and wooden cupboards. If you went left before entering the dining room there was the hallway, a fairly long room with a large bathroom at the end of it. My favourite room was my study - somewhere I could just sit and shut out the world around me. I had a desk and a big bookcase along one wall and against the opposite wall was an even bigger bookcase. In the far corner I had a soft rug and beanbag where I could just sit and read for hours. Diana was always jealous of it, but then she had her own - it just wasn't quite as nice as mine. Danny's favourite room was of course his music room which was full of guitars and recording equipment. It was your stereotypical rock star-lifestyle room. But I liked mine best. Nothing compared to it and because I was the only one who ever went in their it was completely me. Two whole shelves of dance books, photos of me and my family on the walls, then a collage of photos in a frame on my desk. Me, Danny, Tom and Diana. My favourite people in the world.

Diana and I settled up on the sofa, both of us in trackies and jumpers. We'd decided she would stay over for a couple of nights so we could have some girly fun just like the old times, something we didn't get to do now we were living with boys. We grabbed our pizza and inserted our first movie - Finding Nemo - and tucked in while we watched Nemo swim around on the TV.