"Yeah, I don't get it." Terry frowns at the floor. He could compliment Maxxie all day-- Literally could write song after song about how great he is. He's not perfect - no one is - but god it's like having his own personal ray of sunshine.

"You know, I wake up sometimes and he's there and it's like waiting for the other shoe to drop." It's all coming out now, Terry can barely keep it in now he's started. That's what happens when you're not used to talking probably. "Like he's gonna look at me and realise I'm not what he signed up for."