Oiii

So I was the only single one. I was talking this alarming predicament over with Harry one day, when I suddenly remembered him mentioning that he knew a really sweet, funny girl called Lara. What was the deal with her? Harry: She was a friend of the family, and the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to me that she and Dougie would be perfect for each other. She was a really talented painter, and pretty much Dougie in a girl’s body. Why hadn’t I thought of it before? My brother lived in a shared house with Lara's sister, so I put the feelers out. Did she have a boyfriend? Word came back that she did. Bummer.

Dougie: It called for a plan, so I cooked one up. I was in the process of decorating my flat, trying to make it a bit more personal, ready for me to move back into. A lot of the people I hang out with are artists, and I had this one massive blank wall on which I was going to ask someone to make a painting. Lara was a painter. Her stuff is awesome. I could ask her! If I commissioned her to do a painting for me, we could at least get talking. Me and Lara met up at the Ivy club in London to discuss the painting. I knew before I even walked into the room that she was something special (I had stalked her on facebook and grilled Harry for any info) but as soon as I laid eyes on her I became even more infatuated. She looked amazing; awesome clothes and headband and grinning from ear to ear. She looked like a much fitter, real life version of Esmeralda from The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and she was very, very funny. I kept testing the water, seeing how far I could take my jokes. Lara would always push them one step further. We met at 12 o clock and didn't finish talking until about seven. The only way I can describe meeting Lara is as if you had spent your entire life walking around with one leg, then one day you meet someone and all of a sudden you have two legs and life becomes amazing. Now you can run and jump and everyday life becomes easy and wonderful,