*JAY'S POV*

"I think I might love you..." Katy said as shew looked at the ground. She was obviously nervous about this and ghad wanted to tell me for a while now, but she didn't know how I was going to react.

I didn't know how to react either.

This had just come from nowhere and there was nothing that I could really say at a time like this. I hadn't prepared myself for something like this and I didn't really want to upset her by saying something that would make things awkward between us.

"Look Katy-"

"No, it's fine Jay. Just pretend I didn't say anything and go back to what you were doing!" she said quickly as she stood up and walked into the building.

I stayed there in shock for a moment before I stood up, walking into the building. We were now over an hour late and we were going to be in a lot of trouble, but I didn't really care.

We had good reasons and it was up to them if they believed us. I wasn't going to tell them anything that wasn't the truth. And I wasn't going to act like everything was alright when it wasn't. My mind was going to be other places all day now and there was no changing that.

Katy was sat at the table in the corner of the room when I walked in, continuing with whatever it was that she had brought with her. She kept telling us that it was a surprise and we could have it as soon as it was finished. But she's been working on it for a long time now. We all want to know what it is, but she won't even give us a clue.

She says that it will ruin the surprise when it happens.

So I'm sure it will be a good one and we will all love it when she eventually gives it to us.

"What did Katy want to talk to you about?" Nathan asked me quietly as he walked over to me.

"I'll tell you later because I think I've just thrown everything away with her..." I muttered, throwing myself down into the sofa.

"What do you mean?"

"I said I'll tell you later. I need to think about what's just happened and how I'm going to fix it!" I sighed in reply as I looked over to see that Katy was now talking to Tom and she was wiping tears away from her eyes at the same time.

That just made me feel even worse than I did before.

She was my bestfriend and I knew everything that she had been through, but I still had to try answering her the way that I did.

I really need to think before I open my mouth sometimes. And I need to sort this mess out.

But how was I going to do that?