"Blimey," said Jon. "You look great." I loved turning up at clubs with him. I let people think what they liked - they always did anyway. When Jon dropped me at home he kissed my cheek and said, "I won't be able to sleep." I ran inside and sat down on the stairs in the dark, I could have strangled myself for not grabbing hold of him.

We spoke the next morning. Jon had to go to a party with Caroline, but he said he'd see me Sunday and joked, "How will we live without each other for one day?"