If This Is Love

I wrote this a couple years ago and it's one of my only McFly fics which is finished. I'm just gunna leave it here...

 
“Haha Briony, you have to hear this babe” Tom laughed. Briony groaned and turned over to face her fiancé. “What?” She asked sleepily.

Briony Goose and Tom Fletcher had been going out for just over a year and they were crazily in love. They had a lot in common but they also enjoyed their own things. Tom had his band whereas Briony had her photography. Tom was one of the lead singers and guitarists of pop rock band McFly whilst Briony had her own photography company called Snap Happy. They met on a photo shoot and their romance blossomed from then onwards and not long after, they became inseparable. Apart from when the guys went on tour, which is what was happening two days from now…

“…so what you think?” Tom asked, finishing the line from Breaking Dawn.

“Honest answer or the answer you want?” Briony sat up and looked at Tom.

“Honest”

“Honestly, I don’t give a flying fuck Tom” Briony mumbled whilst pulling the duvet back. “Aww babe, what’s up?” Tom asked, pulling Briony back down on the bed.

“I don’t want you to go” Briony looked at Tom and said.

“I don’t want to go either, but I have to hunni” Tom smiled and placed a loose strand of Briony’s hair behind her ear. “Why do you have to?” Briony quizzed Tom.

“Because it’s my job babe”

“Can’t you call in sick?” Briony grinned cheekily.

“Wish I could. But the week will go quickly and then we will back together again” Tom smiled and locked fingers with Briony. “What if it doesn’t? What if the week never ends? What if you’re gone forever?” Briony asked. She was determined that she would bribe him to stay. “I won’t be gone forever Briony, ok. I will be away for a week and then you are coming to the gig then joining us on the rest of the tour. I can’t help it babe” Tom looked at Briony seriously. Briony knew she wasn't going to get Tom to stay, so she had to make the most of the time she had with him. “Fine. How long till you have to go to the studio baby?” She asked. “Hour”

“Good good…” Briony said as her hand made its way under the duvet…

            Later on that day, the lads were at the studio, rehearsing the song list for the upcoming tour when Tom’s phone rang. “Matt, can you get that. I’m busy at the moment” Tom laughed. He had youngster Dougie in a headlock whilst Danny was putting food down his trousers…anyway…Matt answered Tom’s phone, it was Briony. “Hey Briony”

“Hi, where’s Tom?”

“Rehearsing. Can I take a message?”

“Erm…can you ask him if I can come down as I have nothing to do?”

“Sure…I’ll just ask him” Matt took the phone away from his ear before yelling at Tom if Bry could come over, and of course, he said yes. Matt told Briony that she could come over and she slammed the phone down, grabbed her coat and ran down to the studio. She did get some odd looks from people but she didn’t care. She was in love.

After a not very successful rehearsal (Dougie’s girlfriend Lisa ended up turning up and so he couldn’t be bothered to play…and Harry was too busy checking out Danny's butt to concentrate…and Briony and Tom were still all loved up…) they all went out for dinner at ASK. Briony found it rather irritating as she just wanted a meal out with her mates but they kept getting interrupted by kids wanting autographs. She nearly screamed at one little girl who accidently knocked over the water on the table but she didn’t. She managed to hold it in. She sat there, smiling whilst her fiancé and his band mates signed her top and whilst Lisa texted away to someone. She had enough by the 7^th person who came and so she just got up and walked over to the loos. She went inside the ladies and stood by the sinks and just cried. She didn’t know why exactly she was crying, but she was. Big fat tears rolled down her lightly blushed cheeks and onto her lips. She sunk down to the floor and sobbed. Wrapping her arms around her knees, she pulled them close to her chest and just stared at the opposite wall.

Ten minutes later, Tom was getting worried. “Where is she?” He asked, looking around the busy restaurant. “She said she was going to the loo” Lisa replied. Tom smiled before standing up himself and making his way over to the loos. He stood outside and thought about whether he should go inside or not. In the end, he decided to. He pushed open the door with the stick man with a dress on and found his fiancée on the floor. “Bumble bee, what’s up?” He knelt down in front of her and asked. She looked up at him, mascara running down her face. “Aww babe” Tom pulled Briony into him and she cried onto his shoulder. “Shhhh” He said soothingly.

“I don’t know why I’m crying Tom” Briony whispered.

“There must be a reason baby cakes”

“I know, but I don’t know what”

“Is it because I’m leaving you on Friday? Think I won’t come back” Tom laughed.

“You will, wont you” Briony looked up at Tom and asked.

“Of course I will” Tom laughed

“Good” Briony smiled.

“There’s that smile I’m marrying!” Tom grinned.

“I never knew you could marry a smile” Briony giggled.

“Yup you can. ‘Coz I’m marrying yours” Tom grinned before leaning forward and kissing Briony. Briony giggled. Whenever she and Tom kissed, the butterflies escaped in her stomach. That’s how she knew they were meant for each other. “I love you Thomas Michael Fletcher” Briony smiled.

“I love you Briony Joanna Goose” Tom grinned.

“Can’t wait to become Mrs Fletcher”

“Neither can I” Tom smiled. “Are we going to go back now? Food will probably be there”

“Yeah, let me just sort out this mess” Briony laughed and pointed to her face.

“No mess” Tom said and stood up.

“Tom-“ Briony stood up and looked in the mirror. “I have mascara all over my face” She laughed. “Oh well…” Tom said whilst slipping his arms around her waist from behind.

“Don’t you want me to look nice” Briony laughed whilst running her hands under the cold tap and then trying to get the black streaks off her face. “You do look nice babe” Tom whispered before kissing the nape of her neck. “Tom, don’t” Briony mumbled. Tom giggled and kept kissing her, knowing that soon she would be under his spell.

            Half an hour later, Briony and Tom reappeared at the table and everyone else had already finished their main course. “Sorry” Tom said whilst sitting down.

“What took you so long?” Dougie asked.

“Bry was upset, we were just talking” Tom replied whilst taking a mouthful of his cold pasta. “Eugh” He laughed before putting the fork back down.

“Mines fine” Briony laughed.

“Well that’s because it’s a salad and is meant to be cold” Tom laughed.

“Want some?” Briony grinned and waved her fork around.

“I’m not a rabbit”

“You calling me a rabbit?”

“Yeah, bunny” Tom grinned cheekily.

“I’m not hungry” Briony laughed and put the fork down.

“We going for desert?” Danny asked.

“I’m really not hungry but you lot can” Tom smiled, placing his arm around Briony.

“Good because I’m starving” Dougie laughed and started looking through the menu.

“Briony and I are gunna go take a walk. Here’s the cash for ours” Tom said before chucking a £20 note onto the table. “Cya then” Harry said with a slight growl to his voice.

“Sorry if I want to spend time with my girl. I’m gunna miss her next week” Tom growled at Harry before grabbing Briony’s hand and walking away from the table.

            They left the restaurant and headed towards the park. It was dark outside, only half 7 but it was dark that November evening. They talked about the usual stuff they talked about which included how they met. They always seemed to talk about that, no matter how many times they had talked about it, they never got bored of it. “You walked into the studio in that white suit and you told everyone that you were not wearing it but you did” Briony giggled as they swung on the swings. “Only for you” Tom laughed.

“Nah…you just liked it because I told you that you could undo the buttons”

“Yeah…so you could see my fit body”

“Hmm…yeah, whatever”

“Ain’t my body fit then?”

“Yeah it is babe”

“Sure?”

“Million percent sure hunni” Briony looked over at Tom and laughed. He was on his stomach, on the swing. He had such a childish sense of humour which Briony found intriguing. “Alright then. Why did you fall for me Bry?” Tom asked. He asked this whenever this topic came up but Briony couldn’t answer. “I just did Tom” She whispered.

“Do you know why I fell for you?” Tom got up and sat down on the swing.

“No, why?”

“Your smile. And those gorgeous eyes. You’re beautiful babe, and you’re all mine. I love the way you speak, I love everything about you. I love your hair. Your amazing auburn hair” Tom grinned. “It’s ginger” Briony laughed.

“Fine then. Your amazing ginger hair” Tom laughed. Briony giggled.

“Your laugh is amazing, your giggle makes me smile. You’re special. You’re everything I have ever wanted and now I have you, I am never letting you go. You are going to be mine forever baby girl” Tom smiled.

“You will be mine forever Tom” Briony smiled.

“Love you”

“You too. But I’m cold now”

“Wanna go home?”

“Yes please” Briony smiled so her and Tom got of the swings, held hands and walked back to their house.

            The next day, Briony woke up and wrapped her arms around the man next to her. Only to find he wasn't there. She opened her eyes abruptly and stared at the empty space in front of her. “Tom” She whispered. Her first reaction was that she slept through the whole of the day before and Tom was already on tour…but then she smelt the toast. She giggled. Tom could be a great cook at times but he always burnt the toast. She laid back down in the bed and grinned. Her life was pretty much perfect. She had a fantastic job and an amazing fiancé. She had great friends as well. She must have fallen back asleep as the next thing she knew, Tom was telling her to wake up. “Mmmm” She opened her eyes slightly and was surprised to see her fiancé wearing a tutu. She sat bolt upright and laughed. “What the hell Tom!” She laughed, clutching her stomach.

“Doesn’t it suit me?” He asked, doing a ballet twirl.

“Omigod you’re mental!” Briony giggled.

“And you’re marrying me” Tom stopped and grinned.

“Yes, because I love you. I don’t know why but I do. What have you got on under that Tom?”

“Erm…nothing” Tom grinned.

“Oh my…” Briony gulped.

“Is pink my colour?” Tom asked.

“Yeah, deffo” Briony laughed.

“I was going to put on your pink legwarmers too but I thought that would be a bit too much” Tom laughed and climbed onto the bed. “Weirdo” Briony smiled. “But my weirdo”

“Yess…by the way, I did make breakfast but I burnt it so I’m going to leave it for you to do”

“Alright baby, I’m not hungry at the moment though”

“You’re not?”

“Well I am…but for you” Briony grinned.

            “What are you doing today baby?” Briony asked Tom whilst buttering the toast.

“Erm…don’t want to go to the studio, want to stay with you” Tom said from the living room.

“Why don’t you then” Briony whispered but Tom didn’t hear.

“What have you got planned?” Tom yelled through.

“Erm…nothing” she replied.

“Wanna come to the studio with me?” Tom appeared in the kitchen and asked.

“Not really” Briony replied, handing Tom a plate.

“Oh, why?”

“I will only distract you babe” Briony smiled.

“That’s true…” Tom said, mouth full. He swallowed before adding “But I want to be with you”

“Aww baby, I want to be with you too but you need to practise”

“You saying I’m crap?” Tom laughed.

“Where did you get that from!?”

“I was joking. I do need the practise but I don’t want to” Tom said matter-of-factly.

“Well you decide what you’re doing, im going to be in the basement all day so if you want me, I will be there” Briony smiled before leaving the room and heading downstairs. Tom stood there, a confused look on his face, whilst eating his toast. He shook his head before heading upstairs and grabbing his phone. He searched through his contacts till he got down to D. He clicked the phone button and held his mobile to his ear….ring…ring…keep ringing….answer phone! Just what Tom wanted! He left his message to Dougie before turning his phone off, going downstairs into the hallway and unplugging the landline and then he walked downstairs in the basement to find his fiancée.

            “Where the fuck is he?” Matt yelled at Dougie.

“How would I know? He isn’t answering his phone” Dougie growled.

“Try the landline”

“Already have” Harry said, chucking his own phone onto the sofa.

“Where’s Danny going?” Matt said, watching Danny walk out the room.

“Going to see if he’s at home” Harry replied.

“Ok. Has he sent any of you messages or anything? Saying what is so important that he can’t come for a rehearsal” Matt asked.

“Nope, nothing” Harry said.

“I don’t know, my phone is off” Doug said.

“WELL TURN IT ON!” Matt and Harry both yelled.

“Fine…” Dougie mumbled whilst getting his phone out of his pocket and switching it on. A few minutes later, Dougie heard Tom’s voice in his ear, telling him that he was ill and couldn’t make it to today’s session. He repeated Tom’s words to Matt and Harry. “That fucking dick! We are going on tour tomorrow whether he is ill or not” Harry growled before leaving the room.

            “What did you tell the guys then?” Briony asked, snuggling into Tom.

“That I was ill” Tom laughed.

“Hmmm…you lie”

“Yes I lie, you lie”

“You are odd”

“Yes, and so are you” Tom laughed.

“Shut up, I’m trying to watch this Tom” Briony laughed.

“No. I’ve seen this film mil-“ Tom started but Briony has placed her hand over his mouth so he couldn’t finish what he was saying. He giggled before poking his tongue out and licking her hand. “Oi!” Briony laughed, taking her hand away. Tom grinned whilst pulling Briony close.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Briony got up to get it, answering the door without seeing who it was. “Where’s Tom?” Danny asked, barging in.

“Come in then” Briony muttered. “He’s ill” She added, slamming the front door shut.

“Bry babe, who is it?” Tom yelled.

“Seems pretty fine to me” Dan mumbled whilst walking into the living room.

“Oh, hi Dan” Tom said as he saw his band mate.

“Why aren’t you at practise?” Danny asked.

“I’m not feeling well” Tom replied.

“You look fine to me” Dan growled.

“Well I’m not okay”

“Whatever. We are still going tomorrow. I know you will miss Briony and I know that’s why you aren’t actually at the studio today but we are going tomorrow. Like it or not” Danny said before pushing past Briony again and leaving the house. “Oh well” Tom laughed as Briony sat down on the edge of the sofa. She wasn't looking at Tom, didn’t want him to see the tears falling from her eyes. Silent tears. “What you want for lunch Bry? And dinner. Think we should stay in and just be together, what do you say?” Tom asked. Briony cried, silently.

“Bry?”

More tears.

“Babe? You ok?” Tom got up and wound his arms around his fiancé from behind.

Still more tears.

“Bry, your freaking me out” Tom whispered.

“I’m fine” Briony mumbled, lifting her hands to her eyes and wiping away the tears.

“Briony, don’t cry babe”

“I’m not crying”

“You are. You’re not talking to me”

“I am Tom”

“Well I can see that. But you weren't.”

“Uh huh…”

“Because you were crying”

“You should become like a detective” Briony giggled to herself.

“Hmm…only if you will be my sidekick. Fletcher and Goose. Or Floose” Tom laughed.

“God you always know how to cheer me up babe” Briony giggled.

“That’s my job”

“No it’s not babe”

“What is then?”

“You’re a musician. But your job today is too keep me happy”

“Ok. And what can I do to keep you happy?”

“Follow” Briony giggled before taking Tom’s hand and guiding him upstairs.

NEXT DAY

Briony knew Tom was leaving early and also knew he wasn't going to wake her so she wasn't surprised when she opened her eyelids to an empty space. She still cried though; she hated being away from Tom so much. Half an hour later, Bry found the energy to get up and dressed. She decided to skip breakfast, calling her best mate Laura instead. Laura was staying over Briony’s whilst Tom was away to keep her company and Briony was already bored and needed that company.

20 minutes later, Laura was over and her and Bry were sat on the sofa talking about what they should do for the week. They were in hysterics, talking about Laura’s 18^th birthday. “Remember…remember…remember” Briony said but she didn’t finish as she was laughing too much. “What?” Laura laughed.

“Remember…remember when the…the barman was flirting-“ Briony stopped and laughed some more before finishing “-with…with Joe”

“Omigod yess! That was funny. And Joe was like ‘excuse me sir, but I am not gay’ but gawd did he sound it!” Laura laughed hysterically.

“Yesss” Briony laughed.

“God we are sad” Laura took a deep breath and said.

“Yes we are…what do you want to do today Dishie?” Bry asked.

“Erm...I don’t wanna go out, looks like its gunna chuck it down. Me thinks we should watch films all day and order in Chinese or pizza or something later” Laura grinned.

“Fab idea!”

“That’s what I thought my Tumble. So, what film are we gunna watch first?”

“Erm…you choose”

“Have you watched Corpse Bride yet Lau?”

“Erm…I was hoping you had forgotten about that”

“Well you could have said yes but as you still haven't seen it, we are going to watch it” Briony grinned before looking through hers and Tom’s rather large DVD collection.

            Halfway through the film, Laura was hugging a cushion tight to her chest whilst Briony was smiling to herself. “You scarreeeddd?” She teased her friend.

“No, just cold” Laura mumbled.

“The heating’s already on full Dishie” Bry laughed

“Whatever. I’m bored”

“Me too, this film actually sucks” Briony said whilst turning the TV off.

“You think!” Laura laughed, chucking the cushion down next to her.

“What shall we dooo?”

“Make a cake” Laura grinned.

“Alright, lets goo” Briony laughed and made her way to the kitchen, followed by Laura.

            Two hours later, Bry and Laura were back on the sofa talking about ‘old times’. “Do you remember first time we went on webcam?” Bry asked.

“How could I forget, I nearly threw up!” Laura laughed.

“Oh yeah, with the tomatoes”

“Yup…and-“

“the Haribo” Briony finished her friends sentence.

“Yuppy. And we wore hats. And you showed me the Court Of King Caratacus dance”

“Yeah! And we did the YMCA”

“Oh yeah! Good times hun, good times”

“Yess…and then the year later we danced King Caratacus like nearly everytime we were on”  Bry laughed. “Ooo wait! I have the song on my phone I think” Laura grinned, getting her phone out and looking for the song. “Oh god” Briony slouched down the sofa.

“Oh yes!” Laura grinned whilst standing up and putting the song on. “You joining me?” She asked. “Do I have a choice?” Bry laughed.

“Nope” Laura giggled and pulled her friend up and they both danced, well tried to.

            “Bry! Is that your phone?” Laura called up the stairs. Briony had gone up stairs to find the letters which she had got from Laura when they were younger. “What song is it?” Bry yelled down. “Erm…do dooo dooo bop dooo do dooooo pow!” Laura repeated the tune and then laughed. “You’re odd but oh well” Briony laughed, coming down the stairs.

“Uh huh…that’s me” Laura mumbled as Bry answered her phone. Laura watched her friend as her bright, smiling face turned upside down. Bry started crying and Laura became worried. She took the phone from her friend and turned it off. “What’s happened?” Laura whispered. “I don’t know!” Briony sobbed, running into the living room and switching the TV on. She sat down right in front of it and put channel one on. Laura stood behind her best mate and watched the screen. Briony sobbed, listening to the news reporter vaguely. Then the picture came up and Briony screamed. She knew it was their bus. She knew the number plate off by heart. She jumped up and ran upstairs and straight into her bedroom whilst Laura stood still, frozen to the spot. She listened whilst the news reporter talked about the accident and what they believed had happened. Then, when they had finished, she ran up the stairs and into Briony’s room and found her mate curled up in a ball on her bed. “I’m so sorry!” She whispered.

“Why though? Why to me?” Briony whispered

“I don’t know hunny” Laura sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Bry.

“I knew he shouldn’t have gone, I told him”

“I know hun” Laura said, but she didn’t know. Briony sat up and stared across the room at the huge canvas of her and Tom which Laura had given them for Christmas. “Did…did you watch the thing? Do you know what actually happened?” Bry asked.

“Yes”

“Tell me”

“They were on their way up to Nottingham and had gone into a service station for lunch. Danny and Tom had finished and went back to the bus whilst Harry and Dougie looked around for abit. Then this lorry came in and – they don’t know if it was on purpose or by accident – but it hit straight into the side of the bus. You saw the damage of the bus.” Laura explained, not wanting to say the part Bry knew. “Did…did he go straight away?”

“Erm…I don’t know, but I would suppose so hun. I’m so sorry Bry” Laura whispered.

“Stop saying you’re sorry!” Briony yelled. “It’s not your bloody fault is it! It’s not going to make him come back is it! I know this may sound bloody selfish but oh well. Why couldn’t one of the others been in there and not Tom. Why oh why did Tom have to be in the fucking bus?!” Briony screamed.

“Is there anything you want?”

“Yes. MY BLOODY FIANCÉ!” Briony cried. Laura stood up and left the room. She walked downstairs and phoned the only person she knew who could help. Aleks. Aleks was a friend of both Laura and Briony. She always knew the right things to say so if anyone could help, it would be Aleks. And if she couldn’t, no one could. It was worth a shot.

6 DAYS LATER

"Bry, do you fancy grabbing a coffee or something somewhen?" Harry walked over to Briony and asked. "Harry. My fiancé just died and you are hitting on me. No." Briony replied, walking over to Aleks and Laura. "How you doing hun?" Aleks asked.
"Good. Until Harry asked me out that was"
"Creep" Aleks shuddered.
"He is pretty fit though" Laura mumbled, looking over at Harry.
"Laura!" Aleks hit Laura, bringing her back to reality.
"Oh, yeah but he shouldn’t have asked you on your fiancés funeral" Laura said.
"Exactly! I want to go over and tell him wear to shove his bloody words!" Aleks growled.
"Don't Aleks. Leave it" Briony mumbled. Her mind was in a completely different place as she saw the two caskets being carried slowly towards them. "Come here babe" Laura whispered, pulling Briony in for a hug just before she burst into tears. "It's alright hun" Aleks soothed. "But it's not. He's gone forever and I am never, ever, going to see him again!" Briony sobbed. "Shhh..." Laura whispered. Briony lifted her head from Laura's shoulder, wiped her eyes and headed over to where her fiancé was about to be buried. "Laura, Aleks. What was he like?" Briony asked.
"What do you mean?" Aleks asked.
"When he was in the room? Dead?"
"Didn’t you see him?"
"I couldn’t face it"
"Oh. Well, he looked like any other dead person real-" Aleks said but was stopped by Laura who nudged her. "He still looked good though Bry, he looked gorgeous even though he was pale. You could have died his hair black, added some eyeliner and he would have been the fittest goth alive. Well, dead. God im not good at this" Laura drifted off.
"You are babe. Thanks you two. I don’t think I could have coped without you” Briony smiled and knelt down on the grass and was shortly joined by Aleks and Laura who were then joined by Lisa, Dougie and Harry, Tom’s mum, dad and sister and some other friends along with some of Dan’s relatives.

They listened through the service and watched as the coffins were lowered into the ground. Tom and Danny’s parents were in tears along with half the other guests but for once, Briony wasn't. She kept her eyes on the coffin which laid her soul mate and when it reached the bottom, she smiled. “I love you baby” She whispered before blowing a kiss at the coffin. She turned to Laura and smiled gently. “That’s all it took” She whispered before a lonely tear fell from her eye.

“Closure?”

“Yeah. Want to jump down there and hug it though” Briony laughed through the tears.

“Yea, I wouldn’t do that” Laura smiled.

“I won’t” Briony said before turning back to the coffin. “Baby you're all that I want, when you're lying here in my arms, I'm finding' it hard to believe, we're in heaven” Briony whispered before standing up. Laura, Aleks and the other guests all followed suit, standing up and circling both graves. They stood there for a minute or two before throwing the flowers they were holding onto the coffins. Briony smiled through the tears which were now streaming fast down her face. She knelt down and kissed the top of the red rose in her hand before letting it go, watching it fall slowly down and land on the mahogany box where the one she loved laid. She stood up and, turning her back to the graves, started walking back to Laura’s Mini. Laura ran after her friend, closely followed by Aleks. “We going back now?” Bry asked. “Yeah” Laura smiled.

“But you haven't said bye” Aleks said.

“To who?”

“Tom”

“Oh. Shall I go back, lean over the bloody hole and yell ‘Bye Tom’?” Briony asked.

“No…but you have to say bye”

“Aleks, leave her. She has said bye” Laura said, unlocking the car.

“No she hasn’t”

“She has in her own way” Laura smiled. “Want a lift?” she added.

“Sure” Aleks mumbled, getting into the back of the car. Laura drove Aleks home and then Briony, following Bry into her house.

            Briony looked across at Laura and smiled. Briony didn’t like being in the house her and Tom had lived in so she was moving in with Laura. They were packing up Bry’s things and in the process, sorting out all of Tom’s. “What have you got their Tumble?” Laura asked.

“An old diary of mine” Briony said, standing up and sitting down on the bed. Laura stood up and sat down next to her. “When was the last time you wrote in it?”

“September 2008” Briony smiled, reading over her latest entry which had been written over a year ago. “What does it say?” Laura asked.

“Met a guy today. He was fit as fit can be. Forget Brad Pitt fit. Tom Fletcher is fit fit. We met in Starbucks. He was so sweet! And he’s in a band. He’s a famous pop star and he stopped to talk to me, ME! Briony Goose. OMGG I want to see him again…he has my number and I want to be with him forever and ever…Briony Goose and Tom Fletcher (L) I sound like I’m 13 not bloody 20 but oh well!” Briony smiled.

“Wow. The first day you met Tom”

“Yup. And now I can write in it again. The last day I saw Tom” Briony slammed the book shut and chucked it into the rubbish pile. “Don’t Bry. Keep it” Laura picked it up and put it into the other pile. “Yeah, whatever. I don’t care” Briony mumbled and went back to looking through a drawer.

            Later that evening, Briony was sat in Laura’s spare room, her new room, looking through her things when she came across her old diary again. She picked it up and flicked through it before grabbing a pen and turning to the first free page.

Briony Goose. Back again. Last time I wrote in here, I put about Tom Fletcher and I put that I wanted to be with him forever and ever. Does a year and two months count as forever and ever? Well, it was his forever as a week ago, he died. I loved him to death, literally. I loved him to his death…but I will always love him. For all my life. He will always be my prince, my everything, no matter what. We were planning on getting married next year but that won’t be happening and yesterday I found out something else. I don’t know who to tell first, I want to tell Tom. I texted him the news and like expected, he didn’t text back. I wonder what he would think if he knew his child was on its way…at least I will always have something to remember my baby by. x