"James!" I shout through laughter, if he doesn't stop right now I think I might forget to breathe. "James! Stop!"

"Fine." He laughs putting me back on the floor again instead of spinning me around with my waist flung over his shoulder. "I never knew you were so ticklish."

"Well there's a reason I didn't tell you." I giggle, my face bright red from laughing too much.

"You're cute when you're laughing." He says as a statement, and I'm not quite sure how to respond. "God, you really can't take compliments, can you?" He chuckles, as if it's weird.

"Well I've never really got them before." I admit casually, "so it's all a bit new for me."

"Well I'll compliment you every single day until you're used to it then." He smiles, then draws me into a hug, squeezing me tight. "God I love you. So, so much."

"I love you too." I smile back, pulling away slightly from our little hug so that I can look him in the eyes. "I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."

Right at the moment, as James was about to reply, I hear someone knocking on the door. Not a gentle knocking though, a desperate knocking, almost like if I don't let whoever it is in right now, they're going to get murdered in an alleyway. "I'll get it." I tell James, heading out of the living room into the corridor, but he follows behind me, probably worried about who's knocking on the door.

I look through the peep-hole and see that it's Dougie, so I open it immediately and he comes rushing in. "Sorry about the noise, Vee. I just needed to see you." He sounds out of breath, as if he's ran the whole way here from the other side of London. But he looks way worse than he sounds. His eyes are puffy and red, indicating that he's been crying, and he just looks defeated, like there's no happiness at all in his life.

"Doug, what's wrong? What happened?" I ask, feeling so protective over one of my closest friends.

"Where's Liliana?" James asks, and Dougie instantly starts crying again. That answers my question then, I bet the two of them have broken up.

"Why don't I make us all a cup of tea and you can tell us about it?" I suggest. And we all migrate into the kitchen so I can put the kettle on. When the kettle's boiling I don't say anything, but I just go up to Dougie and pull him into a hug, mentally telling him that I'm there for him. Back in the villa, when him and Hannah called it quits, it was a very mutual thing. And it was clear to everyone that he fell for Liliana a lot harder than he did for Hannah. So I dread to think how he's feeling right now.

"I don't know how she could do it, Vee. I never thought she would be capable of that." He sobs, his tears starting to stop now.

"Start at the beginning Dougie" I tell him, needing to know everything. And talking it out can help too, at least that's what I've been told in the past.

"Last week she went to visit an old friend from back home." He starts to explain, taking a seat on one of the kitchen stools. "What I didn't know was that this old friend was actually an old boyfriend. Apparently he told her that he loves her still and seeing him again made her realise that she still loved him too."

"So she ended it with you?" James questions, in complete shock. "Just like that?"

"No." He replies, making me a little confused. "She didn't tell me how she felt about him, or that she slept with him." And now I'm in complete and utter shock, I genuinely never thought Liliana could do something like that, especially to Dougie. I was so sure that she loved him, everyone was. "I found out earlier today and came straight here after I ended it. I didn't know where else to go."

"Doug, you're always welcome here, you know that." I instantly respond, never wanting him to feel anything less than whole. And if giving him a place to stay can help him start to feel okay again, then it's the least I could do. "You can stay as long as you like."

"Thank you Vee." He smiles weakly, then turns to James. "Is that alright with you mate?"

"Of course." James smiles, "you can stay in the spare room. And like Vee said, you can stay as long as you need."

"I can't thank you enough." He claims, shuffling in his seat, not able to sit still since he got here. "Looks like I found love in friends on love island, and that's good enough for me."

"You don't need her Doug." I say, then I hear the kettle click, signalling that it's finished boiling. "You've got us." Then I turn away from the two boys so I can make us all a cup of tea.

"I just want what you two have." It comes out as barely a whisper, but I just about manage to hear it over the sound of the kettle boiling. And my heart instantly breaks for him, because I've felt exactly how he's feeling right now. After Sofia was born, all my close friends were getting into serious relationships, but there was no guy that wanted to be with a single mum. So I missed out on going on nights out with my friends and meeting guys at bars. A whole section of my life was completely skipped, and I yearned to have what my friends had, so I know exactly how he's feeling right now.