I woke up leaning against the wall. With Virgil sleeping on me. When we had fallen asleep, we were metres apart. I gazed at him. He was so perfect. I rubbed his back until he started to stir. He lifted his head up to see me, then put his head down and started to cry. My stomach felt empty. He had changed, he really had, but other people couldn't see it.

"I-I'm sorry." He said.

"No. Everyone else should be sorry, not you."

He looked up and smiled at me. It was then that I heard a squeal come from behind us.

Turning around, I saw Patton clinging onto Logan's arm, who was filming Virgil and I. I heard a groan as Virgil buried his head in my clothes. Giggling, I swept him into a princess carry and put him on the couch. We gazed into each others eyes for a couple of moments, before Logan interrupted us.

"Come on Patton. I think it's best we leave them be."

I smiled at Virgil. Then, without even thinking, I kissed him.

I fucking kissed him.

Pulling back, I saw that he was trying to contain a smile.

"Do you know how long I've wanted to do that, Ro?" He said, beaming.

I felt my eyes start to water with joy.

"Oh, Virge. I love you so much." I said, leaning in to kiss him again.

This time when I pulled away, a thought struck me.

"Virgil. I have an idea. It might sound crazy, but you have to trust me, ok?"

He sighed.

"What is it?"

I leaned in and whispered it to him. He stared at me in disbelief.

"Please, Virge? For me?" I asked. He sighed again.

"O-ok then."

He pulled me closer.

"I love you." He whispered. Then he kissed me.