Once again it was time for the studio show. I woke up with Harry and got ready fairly quickly. Once again wearing Harry's jacket.
"Hello and welcome to this year's Made in Chelsea Christmas party." Rick Edwards started the show. "It's Christmas time, there's no need to be afraid, unless you're a member of the made in Chelsea cast. In which case, be very afraid because over the next hour, these pampered prima donnas will be getting a festive roasting will all the trimmings. This series has featured the usual blue blood, some dashing fresh blood and a serious bit of bad blood. Jamie Laing arrived back in Ibiza looking like judge Rinder and within five minutes, it was all over between him and Frankie. It turns out that as well as singing, Julius can also flamenco dance. It's been a tough time for Toff after the drama of Chelsea and then going into the celebrity jungle. I'll be honest, I could barely watch when she came face to face with that revolting slimy creature." A clip of Toff and Sam Prince showed on the screens. "It's too easy, I'm sorry, Sam. No, I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry. Alik returned like the ghost of Christmas past to remind us that he may not be Donald Trump-level New York, but he's still pretty New York. Such a way with words. Sam Thompson's had a series he'll never forget- he moved on from Tiff and then moved into his new bachelor pad. Through it all, Sam's heart was on his sleeve and under his sleeve was a weird sort of penis feather tattoo. I'd love to say he kept smiling throughout but he really didn't. There really is no better Christmas entertainment than watching the upper class squirm. So pour yourself a nice glass of Sherry and enjoy this lot try and defend their indefensible behaviour. Here's what's coming up."
A video played of the stuff from throughout the series. "I get up close and personal with Liv and Digny. Sam and Tiff are brought back together for an awkward reunion. Louise and Ryan's cosy Christmas is interrupted by a long distance caller. And we get to see how Arabella really feels about her former friends."
The clip ended and Rick started talking again. "This series we've seen some heart-breaking splits, but love has almost blossomed no more so than in the case of Digby and Liv, or as I like to call them, Div." a montage of their relationship played as they went onto the stage. "Oh, you guys. How's it going?"
"Yeah, it's good." Liv nodded.
"So, Digby are you finally the man that has melted the cold heart..."
"The ice queen." Liv cut Rick off. "Why does everyone think I'm an ice queen?"
"It's the hair." I shouted out causing a cascade of laughs from everyone.
"I like to say I've tamed Olivia Bentley, yeah." Digby answered.
"I wouldn't say tamed." Liv disputed.
"This heart warming talk actually brings me on to a present I've got for you." Rick grabbed a giant cut out of a key. "And this is a room key because everyone is very keen for you to get a room. And this is why." A montage of them kissing played. "You're on telly guys. You're not gonna smog again are you?"
"No, I think everyone's seen that enough." Digby chuckled.
"I feel in this series that I finally got to understand why you're so sex-obsessed, Liv." A clip of Liv's asking them about their sex life played. "Is that just normal dinner table chat?"
"That is normal chat that goes on at my house- all we talk about is sex. It's a weird one- my family are pretty peculiar."
"Bit awkward, wasn't it?" Digby clearly felt awkward watching it back.
"I've gotta say, I thought you handled it incredibly well." Rick complimented. "You came across as being charming, well-mannered, well-adjusted, nice gentleman, which begs the question, what are you doing on this show?" I zoned out to be honest.
When I zoned back in, Sam was on stage.
"Let's see how he's feeling after all that. How are you Sammy?"
"I'm alright, buddy. After seeing that, not great."
"Before we get stuck in, I do need to show you a clip of a little chat we had just before the summer... here it is." A clip from the last studio show where Sam and Tiff were talking about the rules of the break played. "I mean, I'm like Nostradamus, Sam. How do you feel watching that back?"
"Like a bit of an idiot."
"I don't wanna say I told you so, Sam, but I did tell you so, quite clearly."
"I can't...I'd forgot you actually said that."
"Yes, very evidently quickly forgot. According to Mytton, in Ibiza, no girls were safe on the island. Fundamentally did you just think: I could get through some ladies here."
"It was for more than that but obviously, you're in Ibiza, that is an element, I suppose, of it, but..."
"Did you think you might get away with it and Tiff would take you back?"
Sam thought for a second and didn't sound too sure when he answered. "Yeah..."
"If you'd just got with a random girl and not Mimi..."
"Yeah."
"Would that have helped?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"He did get with random girls." Tiff called out.
"Yeah. But I mean, yeah. It was stupid." Sam admitted. "I know it was stupid, not to say that you're not lovely, you are." He looked over at mimi. "It just..."
"This won't be helping." Rick commented.
"Yeah, for fucks sake. I hate the sofa!"
"What was it that suddenly made you have that quite heart breaking just breakdown when you were talking to Arabella?"
"I mean, that was the worst moment of my life. By a long way. Bella has always been able to read me like a book and she's always known me better than I've known myself so talking with her I think made it all settle and it was the realisation that it was actually over." Sam explained. "I think there'd been times before where I'd pushed the boundary, but never actually believed it was finished, and to actually know that I pushed Tiff too far was..." I couldn't help but shake my head at Sam's words. "Was really horrible, and you know when you just sort of like... it's the realisation that everything's actually just gone."
"I could see Arabella shaking her head out the corner of my eye." Rick looked over at me. "Anything to say about that."
I shrugged. "I mean I've said what I think before I don't see a point in bringing it up again. It was obviously a fucking brutal time for both of them and for everyone who cared about them so I think the sooner it's buried, the better."
Rick turned back to Sam. "You said recently that you don't feel like you can compete with Jamie or Mytton when it comes to chat with the ladies. Is that something you've been working on?"
"I haven't really spoken to that many females. I just kind of hang out with Bella and sometimes she'll give me tips on how to kinda chat with women." He looked over at me. "I'd be fucking lost without you Belles."
I blew a kiss at him.
"So you haven't really spoken to Tiff?"
"No, not really." Sam shook his head slightly.
"Let's get her up here. Come on Tiff."
Tiff got up and walked onto the stage and sat on the other end of the sofa to Sam.
"How are you?" Rick asked her.
"Good, thank you."
"You left midway through the series? What've you been up to?"
"I was just in Bali, so I just got back this morning, actually."
"Any sort of romantic interests or just sort enjoying-"
Sam cut him off. "Oh Rick, come on, mate!"
"Good to find out."
"No not really." Tiff answered.
"Sam's been doing some soul-searching, trying to work out what went wrong. In your view, what was it?"
"Um..." tiff kind of froze for a moment. "I think it was just kind of a build up of things. Obviously, Ibiza was not great, and then after that he went and did Big Brother, but he had like some sort of romance with a girl in there, and I just kind of lost respect for him, and then when he came out the house I thought maybe we could try and make things work, then we started arguing and..." once again I couldn't stop myself from shaking my head as Harry placed a calming hand on my thigh.
"If you hadn't gone on a break, would you still be together?"
"I can imagine so, yeah." Sam said.
"I don't know." Tiff half shrugged. "But it was a stupid idea, don't go on a break, it's not a good idea."
"I think we all know Arabella's thoughts so let's talk to Sam's actual sister. Louise, what do you think? Was it good that they went on a break?"
"I remember actually me and Ryan always said: you shouldn't go on a break. But... I always say the same thing, I really want them to end up together. I love Tiff so much, and obviously I love and care about my brother a lot, and we'll just see what happens in the future, but I don't like the think that anything has to be finite."
"How did you feel when you found out that Sam had got rid of your initials and replaced it with a cock?" Rick asked Tiff.
"I was really shocked, actually. I haven't actually seen it."
"Oh go on, it's well worth a look." Rick chuckled. "Get your cock out."
"Come on! This is awkward." Sam took his jacket off and revealed the tattoo. "It's not a bell-end."
"How much responsibility do you take?" Rick asked sam.
"Well she did the Sam Prince thing, so I can't exactly take all of it, but I think I take... I take a good 80."
"What do you want?"
"I want 90." Tiff said.
"Oh come on girl, what, 90?!" Sam looked at her baffled.
"Let's settle on 85." Rick compromised. "Oi, let's settle on 85."
They shook on it.
"Now Tiff, you didn't just lose Sam in all of this, another one of your relationships fell apart." A clip of Tiff and I played while I went up and took Sam's place on the sofa. "We've already heard from her tonight but everyone welcome, Arabella Felstead!" Everyone clapped and cheered which made me smile. "Arabella, you've had a bit of a rocky return to London."
"Yeah, everything went pretty smoothly for me in Ibiza and then shit kind of fell apart a little bit when we got home."
"I think the question a lot of people need answered is, why did you forgive Harry and not Tiff?"
"I'd definitely like that answer." Tiff said.
I thought about the best way of phrasing it. "It's like I told Tiff before she left, the situations, to me, were very different. Yeah, Harry properly fucked up but he was the one that told me the truth and he didn't do anything else. The main issue I had with Tiff is I just didn't trust you anymore. The deleting messages off other people's phones, the not telling the whole truth, the playing victim, I just felt like I didn't know you as well as I thought I did."
"What did that extra stuff have to do with you though?" Tiff asked.
"Because I didn't trust you." I half shrugged. "All of that contributed to the loss of trust because if you could do that to Liv what was stopping you from doing it to me?"
"You've accused Tiff of playing the victim, can you elaborate on that?"
I nodded a little. "Yeah, I think just the way you told things kind of didn't acknowledge the shit you had done. Like you lying to Sam about the Princey thing and trying to make him feel bad for it, when sam found out about you kissing Harry and he told you it was hard for him and you said it was unfair to you and didn't really acknowledge why it was so unfair on him and then when we had our last conversation, you told me that I was throwing away years of friendship when I'm reality you had already kind of done that."
There was a round of applause and I could see that pissed Tiff off but I didn't react.
"Do you two think you could be friends again?"
"Obviously Bella was such a good friend for so long that I think it would be a shame for us to not have any of that again."
I thought for a moment. "I think we have a lot to work through but I can definitely see us being friends again."
"Hug it out?" Rick suggested.
We laughed a little and hugged each other causing a bigger round of applause.
"Now it's been mentioned a couple times but I think one of the couples people have been most excited to talk to and about, Bella and Harry Baron!" A montage of Harry and I played while Tiff went back to her seat and Harry came up and sat next to me. "How are you mate?"
"I'm alright." Harry smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"I think something most people will want to hear first is how the hell did you two meet? Because suddenly Bella is in Ibiza and you're exclusive and then official."
I laughed a little and looked at Harry. "Do you wanna take this one?"
"Sure. Basically I met Bella about two years ago when she was home after her second year of Uni. We had a mutual friend that introduced us on a night out and we kind of just kept running into each other and we hooked up a few times because she was on a break from her ex. Obviously she went back to Uni and got back with her ex and we kind of fell out of touch until she came back from the South of France and we ran into each other at another club."
"I think it might've been the same club." I amusedly thought aloud.
"Might've been." Harry chuckled. "We kissed and then a few days later we went on a night out together and ended up hooking up. We went on a few dates and stuff but then she left for work but we made sure to stay in touch. I flew out to Australia to surprise her for her birthday and we just kind of picked up where we left off and agreed that if she came out to Ibiza, we'd give it a proper shot. So while it looked like it came out of nowhere, it was actually something we both wanted for quite a long time."
"But you didn't know you were both part of the same friendship group?"
I shook my head. "The mutual friends that we hung out with before were friends from kind of outside Chelsea."
"Mytton how do you feel about this considering before Ibiza the last time we saw Arabella was when she told you about this guy who you then found out was Harry?"
"Obviously at the time it fucking sucked and it was a bit of a kick in the gut but Bella and I were friends before dating and we're back to being friends." Alex shrugged. "There will always be a lot of love there but it's purely platonic and Harry treats her really well so we don't have a problem."
"Yeah, going off that. I think Harry, you've kind of threw a lot of people off with how you are as a boyfriend." Rick commented. "I mean, even just the way you asked Bella to be your girlfriend, everything with you seems to be very planned out."
"I don't know. I just- I like being around her and I like seeing her happy so whatever I can do to make her happy, I will."
"So you guys are gonna be spending Christmas together this year. Do you think you've over booked yourselves?"
Harry laughed a little. "Yeah, we are quite busy. My family on Christmas Eve, just us on Christmas Day and then her family on Boxing Day."
"Bella, Sam revealed that you've never spent Christmas time with a boyfriend. How are you feeling about it?"
"It's Harry so it's honestly I'm just looking forward to it because Christmas means so much to me and I can't wait to share all of that with him."
"Aww, little one." Harry kissed me.
"As just demonstrated, you two are no strangers to a bit of pda. I think this has to be my favourite moment." A clip played of Ibiza where I was straddling him and making out with him on the sun bed by the pool.
I buried my face in Harry's chest embarrassed.
"Did you forget that you were sharing a villa with like three other people?"
"I mean, we were the only ones there at that point." Harry justified.
"Bella, I think this series we've seen you wearing Harry's jacket more than we've seen Harry wearing it."
I stood up and twirled around. "It's because I look better in it." Everyone laughed and clapped as I sat back down.
"Who just wolf whistled?" Rick looked out at the crowd and Sammy raised his hand causing me to laugh and blow him a kiss. "Now as amazing this series has been for the two of you, it's been pretty rough for you in particular Bella. Now you've had a little time to take a step away from everything, how are you feeling?"
"God, that bloody question." I sighed out a laugh. "I mean if it wasn't for Harry, I don't know what the fuck I would've done this year. Even if being with him is what caused some of the shit, he has by far been the highlight of my year."
"I mean anyone who buys 200 roses is clearly something special." Everyone cheered, including me. "I'm all seriousness though, are you both okay?"
"I mean I'm still raging." I admitted. "I have felt so betrayed and so hurt by one person in particular that it still pisses me off."
"I mean the only issue I've really had this series has been when Sam Prince made Bella feel like shit. Because obviously I'm gonna have an issue with anyone that hurts my girlfriend." Harry put his hand on my thigh protectively and I hugged his arm.
"You mentioned not having a problem with Sam Prince before but is that true?"
"Definitely." Harry said with zero hesitation. "He wasn't in any way relevant to my life and I didn't give a fuck about him or what he said about me. I never chatted shit behind his back, despite what he may say. He was the one that was saying shit."
"You're too old for this shit!" Sam shouted out causing Harry and I to burst out laughing as we remembered the conversation we had over drinks.
"I think it's time to hear it from the horse's mouth so if you will all join me in welcoming Sam Prince to the sofa." There was a small applause as Sam walked up and joined us. "How are you Princey?"
"Really fucking awkward." He bit his lip slightly.
"Why do you feel awkward?"
"I haven't spoke to Bella since she threw a drink in my face and last time I saw Harry he didn't exactly have anything nice to say."
"Mate, you said such horrible shit to my girlfriend obviously I wasn't gonna be like: ayy, Princey." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Let's talk about the conversation that lead to Bella throwing her drink in what might be the most accurate drink toss we've ever seen on the show. Let's see it again." The clip played. "And one more time." It played again. "I mean, straight in the middle of the face. It was quite impressive."
"Thank you." I laughed a little.
"Let's start with you Sam, why did you say what you said?"
"Because I honestly thought it at the time. For me, it was like, one minute me and Bella are cool and the next she's ignoring my messages and wouldn't talk to me while Harry was there."
"You fucking lied to me." I reminded him. "None of this had anything to with Harry. We honestly would've been fine if you had apologised for lying."
"I don't think that I-"
I cut him off. "It's not a matter of opinion. It's not up for interpretation. You lied."
"Bella you obviously got very upset by the situation and have said since that if it wasn't for Harry, you would've slapped Sam instead of just throwing a drink in his face."
"Yeah. I think everyone can agree I've been a lot calmer since being with Harry." I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.
"How do you feel about Sam's comments now?"
"Nothings changed. I'm still absolutely fuming at him." I looked round Harry to look at Sam. "You know what I've gone through, you knew that saying that would be a trigger and you knew it would hurt me. Why the fuck would you say that to me? You claimed to care about me and be my friends but then you do that shit. It just doesn't make sense."
"I genuinely did care about you, I still do."
Sam said. "I am sincerely sorry that what I said hurt you, that wasn't the intention at all. From my point of view, it did seem like Harry was changing the way you were interacting with people."
"Thats bullshit." Harry shook his head. "I've never told Bella to act a certain way with anyone, you're just pissed that you fucked up and lost one of your only friends."
"Okay, okay, okay." Rick stopped us before anything could kick off. "Bella, is this the kind of thing that could be sorted out with an apology?"
"No because it won't be a sincere one. Sam has made it clear he stands by what he said so I stand by not wanting anything to do with him. As far as I'm concerned, he's just a friend of a friend and I have no affiliation to him at all."
"How does that make you feel?" Rick asked Sam.
"Obviously it's shit. I really care about Bella and I do hope we can be friends again at some point."
"I doubt it." Harry mumbled under his breath.
"Harry do you think you and sam can settle your differences?"
"Until he sincerely apologises to Bella and realises why he shouldn't have said what he did, I can't settle anything with him. Me and him wouldn't have an issue if it wasn't for what he said. Obviously I'm gonna protect my girlfriend so nothing can be settled between us until it's settled between them."
"Can we wrap this up so I can get the fuck away from him again, please?" I requested, not wanting to be around Sam Prince anymore because it was just opening up old wounds.
Rick nodded and I didn't even wait for his little transition piece, I walked off. I went round to the bathrooms and Harry followed me round to help me calm down. Eventually, we went back through and sat in for the rest of the show.