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I was currently sat in a resturant with Gerard, Mikey and Frank; Mikey was sat next to me wih one arm round my shoulders and his hand on the other arm laced their fingers through mine. Frank and Gerard were sat on the other side of the table talking to each other about something. There was also another two empty seats at our table which were just waiting for their owners to show up.

We were waiting for Scarlet and Leighton who'd spent the day catching up with their moms' - according to the guys it's a monthly thing. They also though it'd just be them and the guys, they don't know I'm here - we're planning on surprising them when they walk into the resturant. God, are they going to have a shock when they see me.

I hadn't changed much in the past three years, I was still the same height and looked like me. The main differences were my hair which was now pitch black with a huge electric blue streak and a huge violet streak, I was skinnier than before and - highly important to Scarlet - my fashion sense had become more 'American'. To be honest I looked a lot better than I used to when I first moved here. Even some of the scars from the stitches I had to have from the car crash have nearly disappeared.

"Belle they're here. Put your head down." Gerard instructed me and I did as I was told and started messing with Mikey's hand that was attached to mine.

"Hey baby." I heard Frank greet Leighton as she hugged him tightly, I was watching through the hair which had fallen in front of my face.

"Hey, how did the interview this morning go?" She replied sitting down next to him.

"Great actually, thanks." He answered pulling her closer and kissing the top of her head. Leghton hadn't changed much; she was still short-ish and from the looks of it still as hyper as hell.

"How was your mom babe?" Gerard asked Scarlet pulling her seat out for her.

"She's doing okay. She's getting better." Scarlet replied with a slight confused expression on her face. Scarlet hadn't changed that much either she'd just dyed her hair a chestnut red colour and gained a little weight.

Scarlet looked over at me and Mikey and started eyeing the way we were sat up, in the end she simply asked, "who's this then Mikey?"

"Ahh, this is Izabelle." He smiled, "but she prefers Belle."

I looked up to see shocked expressions on Leightons' and Scarlets' faces. I smiled sheepishly at them.

"Hey." I simply said, that seemed to knock them out of their speechlessness.

"What are you doing in New York?" Scarlet asked me still slightly shocked.

"Better yet, how long have you been in New York?" Leighton asked me with a smile on her face.

"I've been here for a couple of months, I moved here for a new job and the main reason I'm in New York is because I'm after this job." I answered them together.

"What new job?" Leighton fird at me.

"What does getting a new job do with the guys?" Scarlet sounded confused.

"I'm after the job at Music Is The Heart magazine and they wanted to see what I was like so they gave me a trial which involved interviewing these three and now I'm here with everybody again." I explained to them.

"Oh and the interview was this morning so you lot must have had a right good catch-up." Leighton said aloud looking quite happy.

"Actually no, Mikey's been having a 'right good catch-up' with Belle since this morning." Gerard and Frank laughed and I could feel the blood rising to my cheeks as I looked back done at mine and Mikeys' hands.

"Nothing's changed then." I could hear the smile in Scarlets voice; it made me blush even more.

"Oi, I was drunk the first time and you can't really talk. You and Gerard would be the same." I blurted out at her, "if I wasn't drunk that wouldn't have happened that early on." I'd not only dug my grave but I'd jumped into it and dragged Mikey with me.

"I still don't believe that you were drunk." She replied. I was about to reply when Mikey clapped his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.

"Scarlet, don't start this please." Mikey said to her calmly.

"Sorry, it's the hormones. I can't help it." She replied rubbing her temples and Gerard unconciously placed a hand on her slightly rounded stomach. My eyes widen and I pulled Mikeys' hand away from my mouth.

"You're pregnant?" I was well and truly surprised. I wasn't expecting that at all.

"Nobody told you?" I shook my head, "guys? I may have said I didn't want a lot of people to know - especially the magazines and that - but you could have told Belle."

"But Belle's a journalist." Frank replied simply.

"You honestly think I'd sell my friends lives to get a cover story for a magazine? I wouldn't do that to any of you. Just because I'm a journalist doesn't mean I'm a cold-hearted bitch." I informed them all and in return Mikey squeezed my hand to let me know that he believed me.

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After the meal we all moved over to the bar and carried on having our catch-up; but soon enough we all decided that we'd better go home.

"So, Belle what - or who - are you doing tonight?" Scarlet asked me while collecting her bag and jacket off the back of the chair.

"Actually, I'm going to go home and type up the interview while having a couple of glasses of wine." I answered her while Mikey held out my coat for me to step into.

"What's up Mikey? Your face just dropped when you heard Belle's plans didn't involve you." Scarlet teased him.

"No, it's just that I needed to talk to Belle privately about my answer to the last question before she typed it up." He replied to Scarlet.

"Hmmm, I might let you change it. But it depends on what's in it for me." I told him.

"Anything you want." He whispered into my ear.

"You." I whispered back and I could feel him smiling as he kissed me.