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"Dougie...I dunno...The twins are only a couple of days old, do we REALLY want to hand them off to Danny?..." I said, nervously looking over my shoulder to the sleeping babies in their cribs at the foot of our bed.
He chucked, sticking his head out of the bathroom, looking at me - sitting on the bed indian style.
"Trust me, I dont think Danny's fully capable of taking care of himself, let alone two newborns...But Tom and Harry and Marie will be there too..." he started, "And I want some alone time with you before we start the promotional tour next week..." he pleaded. I couldn't resist. I frowned but nodded. I didn't want him to go, but I knew he had to...So i might as well spend as much time with him as possible while I had the chance..
Then I thought... "But I can't even drink...." He frowned, "Why not? You're not pregnant anymore..." he asked confusedly.
I raised my eyebrows and laughed, "Didn't you learn anything in health class? I can't drink If i'm gonna nurse the twins...."
He giggled, "OH...right", and stepped out of the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe thinking... "Well what if they just drink formula for a couple of weeks.. and you only drink just tonight..." he suggested. I shrugged, "I guess..if you really want me to drink..." I laid back on the bed, staring up at the plain white ceiling.
He cleared his throat and I sat up to look at him. "You know thats not the case.." he started as he came over and sat down next to me.. "Its not that I want you to drink, or even get drunk, I just want you to have fun... with me.... since I might not see you for a while after this week." He frowned.
I smiled, 'hes cute' i thought in my head. I nodded and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll have fun.. I promise...and if i'm not having fun halfway through the night...THEN i'll start drinking...and the twins will just have to drink formula till its out of my system." He smiled, satisfied with my answer and went back into the bathroom and turned on the water to the shower.
I slid off the bed and walked to the closet, rummaging through my clothes for something to wear.... Finally, deciding on a black empire-waisted tank top and dark wash jeans, I changed and slipped my feet into shoes before walking into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I was halfway done with the eyeliner on my first eye when the water in the shower turned off. Dougie's arm popped out from behind the shower curtain and grabbed a towel and a second later hopped out, drying himself off quickly and throwing the towel back on the hook, walking past me back into the bedroom completely stark naked.
My mouth dropped and my heart skipped a beat as I watched his cute tan tush shuffle past, towards the dresser. I held onto the sink to brace myself and smiled, thinking 'oooooh. tonight's gonna be fun..'
Dougie's P.O.V.
I walked out of the shower, past Andrea at the sink, and towards the dresser in my room...pulling open a drawer and grabbing a pair of toystory boxers that happened to be laying on top. I pulled them on as I noticed Andrea staring at me. I smirked and chucked lightly before tossling my hair out my eyes and very flamboyantly blowing her a kiss.
She laughed and turned to finish her makeup and I pulled out my bottom drawer and sat on the blue carpet of my room.... shuffling through pairs of jeans for the ones I wanted to wear...
About half an hour later, I was dressed, wearing baggy tan shorts, a red tee-shirt, a black baseball cap, and sneakers. Andrea and I packed up a bag with diapers for the babies, along with wipes, toys, and formula.... changed DJ and Annie into their pajamas and loaded them into the car. We pulled into Tom's driveway and we both hopped out, grabbed the babies and the baby bag and rang the front door bell. We were greeted by Danny, Harry, Marie and Tom who enthusiastically welcomed us....a little TOO loudly. Both Annie and DJ had been woken up after falling into a sleepy nap-like state in the car. Annie started wailing.
Danny shouted over the crys, his eyebrows raised "Let me have her! I can do it!" He said as he grabbed Annie out of my arms and cradled her in his arms, shaking and swaying...trying to calm her down. Andrea handed DJ to me and reached her arms out to take Annie from Danny. Danny saw and shouted, "No! I can do it! Really I can!" And ran farther into the family room.
The group of us followed him and by the time we were in the family room completely, he was sitting on the couch swaying her and singing some soft, slow song in a very hushed tone.
"life is getting harder day by day
and i... dont know what to do, what to say..
and my mind, is growing weak, with every step i take
its uncontrollable, now they think i'm fake.
but im not alone, no no no, but im not alone, no no no
not alone...."
Andrea's P.O.V.
Dougie, Harry, Tom, Marie and myself all stared- mouths open- as Annie stopped crying and cooed along to Danny's soft, sweet melodic voice. I leaned over to Dougie, almost afraid to speak and interrupt Danny's song, but i quietly asked, "What is he singing?" I had never heard it before.
Harry from behind me answered my question however.. "It's a song he's been working on.. called Not Alone." I nodded, and we all continued to stare as Danny sang to the little infant in his arms. I smiled, and convinced myself that Danny really is quite good with kids- that there was no reason to doubt him.
Danny's P.O.V.
I sat on the couch and sang quietly to a little 'bundle-o-baby' Annie, who was wailing and screaming in my face as everyone else watched. I continued singing however, until finally her yells and tears had stopped and she giggled and smiled as I sang. When I had finally finished the song, Andrea, Dougie, Tom, Harry and Marie were all staring at me in disbelief. I laughed, "What?" smiling, before standing up and walking over to them, softly stroking Annie's little arm.
"Who knew Danny was capable of being helpful?!" Tom laughed. I frowned and stuck my tongue out at him. Andrea on the other hand was smiling at me...so i smiled back. "Good work Jones" she laughed as she handed DJ to Marie and put the baby bag which was slung over her shoulder onto the kitchen counter.
A few minutes later, after promising we'd keep everything under control and call if there was a problem, Dougie and Andrea had gone. Tom and I were laying on the floor of the family room playing with Annie and her dark brown teddy bear... Harry and Marie no where to be seen....
Marie's P.O.V.
Harry and I sat on Tom's bed with DJ. He was crawling around and sticking the corners of Tom's pillow cases and sheets into his mouth, along with toys that were scattered around.
"He's so cuuuuuute" i said, lying down on my side with my head in my hand and tickling DJ lightly with my other. Harry just smiled at me. At first I disregarded it, but after a couple of minutes and he was still looking at me, I stared back at him...slightly uncomfortable and confused. I giggled. "WHAT?" i protested.
He smiled and looked down to DJ for a few seconds before looking back up to me. "Just... ahhhh..nothing" he said. I laughed, but furrowed my eyebrows..curious as to what he was thinking...
Harry's P.O.V.
I sat on Tom's bed with Marie and DJ...soft Beatle's music playing from Tom's stereo nearby. She laid down on her side and continued playing with DJ. I sighed and stared at her, my eyes running over her body.
I WANT HER. I WANT HER. I WANT HER.
She did a double take...and noticed me staring at her. She laughed, "WHAT?"
I snapped back to reality, slightly embarrased and uncomfortable...she obviously knew I was staring at her... Dammmmmit. I need to become more subtle at these things.
I shruggged... Do i tell her? What do i say? 'I want you more than anything elseeee in the world.....' No. That'll make me seem desperate. Play it cool Harry..Play it cool..
"Just..." i started, my throat was dry "ahhh..nothing" i said plainly before forcing myself to turn my attention to the baby. I could feel her gaze on me, but refused to look up. After a few seconds, things went back to normal...
Andrea's P.O.V.
Dougie and I arrived at a club probably about 45 minutes after we left Danny's house. The place was MOBBED. I laughed as we got out of the car, parked all the way down the street. "Look at this place!" I shouted, as Dougie hopped out of the drivers side and made his way over to me on the sidewalk, wrapping his arm around my waist. "It'll be fun" he urged as we made our way towards the club. I furrowed my eyebrows, "It's so crowded!" i replied, but he just smiled and softly placed his lips on my forehead. "You promised you'd have fun... and this is the place to be!"
I sighed. I DID promise him i'd let loose and have fun. I nodded and we walked towards the door, getting on line behind a few other people- a group of about 5 girls, all in their early 20s and all looking model thin. This made me feel uncomfortable about my slightly bulging belly. I placed one hand over it and pulled myself closer to Dougie. There were also several couples ahead of us. Dougie must have seen me become uncomfortable around the model-looking girls and turned to me, "Hey... I think you're beautiful..." he said. I smiled, and the couple infront of us turned around.
"Dougie?" said the brown-haired, good-looking boy. Dougie turned to face him, "MATT!" he shrieked. This "Matt" fellow removed his arm from the shoulders of the girl he was with and pulled Dougie into a noogie. After he released Doug- his hair now a mess, he nodded to me. "Whose this?" he asked Dougie. Dougie smiled and grabbed my hand to pull me into the conversation..which now included the two other couples infront of Matt on line. I was incredibly intimidated and felt like my knees turned to jello. Who the HELL are these people?!
"Matt, Charlie, James...this is Andrea.. my fiance....Andrea, these are the boys from Busted...the ones we're touring with?" I began to put the pieces of the puzzle together.. "OHHH" I said smiling, and stretched out my hand to Matt first, "Nice to meet you guys" i said, before shaking hands with the other two Dougie had pointed out. They were all very friendly, and soon enough introduced both Dougie and I to their dates.
Finally one of the girls turned to me, "Are you like...pregnant?" She said, uncomfortably- afraid to insult me. I laughed, looking down to my belly self-consciously, "I just gave birth to twins a few days ago..." Matt's eyes lit up. "WOOOO! Congradulations...you must be very excited!" he yelped. I giggled and nodded slightly. "Well lets celebrate then!" he winked, as the line began moving and we headed into the club...
Chapter Fourty-Two
Andrea's P.O.V.
I had come to the club with the intention of trying NOT to drink. But as soon as I met Dougie's friends and their dates, I immediately became my usual shy turtle self- drawing back into my shell. I walked into the club behind the "Busted" boys and headed straight to the bar slightly discouraged, dragging Doug along with me.
"Two shots" i ordered. I turned around, Doug had his eyebrows raised at me. I shrugged and he seemed to understand this was hard for me. He just half-smiled and massaged my shoulders while I waited for the drinks. When the bartended put down two small shot-glasses infront of me, I took one and handed the other to Dougie.
"Ready?" i asked. He smiled and nodded, and we both tipped them upside down. I choked down the strong alcohol with a grimace and coughed lightly after swallowing it all. Dougie kissed my cheek by my ear as he pulled me into a hug and whispered, "Dont worry bout the twins, lets just have fun tonight.... Now go sit down at the table with the boys and get comfortable while I get us a few beers... huh?" I nodded and kissed him tenderly on the lips before nervously heading over to the table where James, Charlie and Matt sat with their arms around their dates. I sat on the boothed seat against the wall and slid in slightly around the large rectangular table.
"So how long have you known Doug then?" Charlie asked me; the rest of the boys turning their attention to me. I bit my lip, uncomfortable, and let out a little chuckle. "He's been my bestfriend my whole life..." i said as I watched him walk over towards the table with two big pitchers of beer and glasses tucked under his arm. "Who wants beeeeeer" Dougie proclaimed as he took a seat next to me and placed the pitchers and glasses down. Within seconds, everyone scrambled for a glass and the pitchers began to be passed around the table. I heaved a heavy sigh and took a drink of the beer, catching Dougie's eye. I smiled innocently and convinced myself I deserved to drink....
Dougie's P.O.V.
We all sat around the table of the club, music blasting loudly, as we polished off two rounds of pitchers of beers. Everyone became quickly drunk, and Andrea slurred her words as she climbed over my lap and out of the booth, pleading with me to come dance with her. She stumbled onto her feet and grabbed my hand to pull me to the dance floor. I was a little buzzed, but sober enough to start worrying about her... I looked to the guys at the table- either whispering to their dates or making out, so I turned back to Andrea and obliged as she drunkenly pulled me onto the dance floor.
Andrea's definately a better dancer than I am. We both just sort of started moving to the beat- arms, legs, heads... hell I'm sure whatever I was doing was probably illegal in many parts of the country... I ended up hip-checking a few people out of the way and I accidentally slapped someone with my hand in the process of dancing. After the song ended we headed back to the table, trying to contain our obnoxious laughter.
"Nice dance moves Doug" James laughed sarcastically at me. I felt my cheeks burning but kept my cool, "You like them? Your MOM taught them to me!" DOH. Not 'mom' jokes Doug.. The table laughed and snickered and James just playfully held up his middle finger.
By 2 in the morning, Andrea was barely conscious. Everyone gathered and started to leave and I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her farther towards the end of the booth, by me. "Hey love..." i called to her, she stirred and mumbled something lightly, "Come on...clubs closing..." She seemed to comprehend, but didnt form words...just sat up and slung her arms around my neck and shoulders. I slid farther out of the booth, away from the table and stood up, pulling her to her feet with me. I walked outside, my arm around her waist, holding her steadily on her feet and her arm resting on my shoulder.
"I thenk I had tooooo much to drinkkkkk" she mumbled into my shirt, giggling widly. I laughed and raised my hand to a taxi that wad driving past,which slammed on its breaks. I walked over and opened the door, letting Andrea get in first, making sure she didnt hit her head on the door in the process before telling the driver where to go and climbing in, closing the door behind me. When I turned back to face Andrea, she had starting climbing onto my lap, straddling my legs, kissing my neck...
Harry's P.O.V.
Before I knew it, I was asleep on Tom's bed. I woke up groggy and confused, but after hearing the music from his stereo...which had now switched cds to play Dashboard Confessional, I began to realize where I was and why I was on Tom's bed. I lifted my head off the pillow and saw Marie curled up in a ball on the opposite end of the queen sized bed. I smiled to myself, seeing that she was asleep. I propped myself up on the bed with my elbow and watched her for a couple seconds, before remembering the "staring" incident earlier tonight. I cleared my throat and looked around the room, before feeling the sudden urge to pee. I got off Tom's squeeky bed as quietly as possible and walked out of his bedroom and into the bathroom.
After I 'relieved' myself and washed my hands...and took a good look in the mirror, smiling and winking at myself, letting out a quiet chuckle at my sillyness, I opened the door and headed back towards Tom's room when Marie came rushing out, looking frantic.
"OH HARRY!" she cried, throwing herself into my chest, "I was so worried when I woke up... but i'm glad I found you!" she said. I laughed, wondering to myself if I was still dreaming?... I lifted her head off my chest with my fingers under her chin, "I just went to the bathroom...I'd never leave youuu..." i replied as I leaned my nose against hers... She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me confusedly... "But...you DO have DJ then....right?" she asked, as worry came flooding back to her. I began to put the pieces together, understanding why she came rushing out excited to see me...and I started to feel embarrased...thinking that she was actually WORRIED about loosing me. I could feel my cheeks burning from blush, but shrugged it off and brushed past her into Tom's room...flicking on the lights.
"He has to be in here somewhere" i said, noticing that DJ wasn't on the bed anylonger. I started to worry... Andrea and Dougie trusted us....Marie and I both started climbing around on our hands and knees, looking under the bed, behind the dresser, in the closet...anywhere a little baby might have gone.
Finally Marie stood up and went running out of the room. Confused, I got onto my feet and chased after her. She ran down the stairs and towards the family room screaming, "DANNY...TOMM..." I went running after her thinking 'SHOOT. now i'll be known as the one that lost the baby...' She stopped in the doorway of the family room however. I walked around her, confused by her sudden stop and looked at what she was looking at.
Danny was sleeping on the couch, with Annie under his arm who was sucking her thumb and staring up at us blankly. Tom had his ipod earbuds in and his eyesclosed, but was quietly singing and humming along to what sounded like "If everyone cared" by Nickelback, with DJ fast asleep on his lap. I heaved a deep sigh out, relieved that he was okay...and not lost in the deep dark depths of Tom's closet. I giggled slightly and wrapped my arm around Marie's waist. She looked at me and I nodded back towards Tom's room. She smiled and nodded half-heartedly and I could tell she definately still felt bad about temporarily loosing DJ. But we didnt loose him....not really.....
I led her by the hand up to Tom's room and stopped at the door, raising my eyebrows to her and smiling devilishly. Contrary to everyone else's belief.... we hadn't done anything but kiss and cuddle so far. The night I spent in her apartment, after she flagged me down at the train station, we spent the entire night just cuddling...looking into each others eyes...although I was pretty sure Dougie and Andrea was convinced it was more than that...and I wasn't one to correct them.
We walked into his room, I flicked off the lights- which I had left on as i rushed out after her when she ran downstairs, and I closed the door, turning the lock on the nob. I grabbed her with one arm by her hip and pushed her up against the door, kissing her passionately as I began to unbutton her shirt. She ran her hands through my short brown hair at first, before reaching to the bottom of my tee-shirt and pulling it off. My heart raced and I felt goosebumps form on my skin....not from being cold, but from nerves and anxiety. I pulled away from the kiss as she pulled my teeshirt over my head, quickly returning my lips to hers and wrapping my arms around her body, picking her up. She wrapped her legs around my torso and I walked over to Tom's bed...flopping down on top of her, breathing heavily as I struggled to unbuckle my belt...
Dougie's P.O.V.
When the cab driver pulled into my driveway, I was relieved to see that the lights were off. "Phew!" I thought. My mom had already gone to bed. She trusted us enough to not wait up or worry everytime we went out..and I was definately glad for that cause I didn't want her to see Andrea completely trashed. She was the love of my life, and I didnt want ANYONE to ever have anything negative to say or think about her. I paid the driver and climbed out of the taxi. Andrea had fallen asleep on my shoulder, her legs still wrapped around my hips. I carried her to the door and fumbled with the keys- opening the door and climbing upstairs to our room- closing and locking the door behind us..just incase I had woken my mom up in the process of coming inside.
By the time I put her down on the bed, she had begun to come around, whining quietly and grabbing her head as she opened her eyes and sat up. Wuh-oh. I recognize that face. Last time she was this drunk, she threw up all over me in the shower- when we celebrated the creation of McFly. "Wait!" I yelled, grabbing the bucket behind me and putting it between her feet hanging off the bed just in time. She leaned foward and "BLEEEEEEEEEEECHK".
I smiled, proud of my timing skills and anticipation of her vomit. "I am vomit king!" I laughed quietly. She picked her head out of the bucket and laughed at me, before moaning with an obvious headache and hangover...and flopping back onto the bed.
Chapter Fourty-Three
Danny's P.O.V.
I woke up when Annie started crying impatiently in my face. I groggily rubbed my eyes and grabbed the baby by the stomach, sitting up on the couch and laying her on my legs...staring at her confused.
"What do you want from me?!" i shrieked, not knowing what to do. Tom opened one eye and laughed at me, still listening to his ipod. DJ was still sleeping on his lap. I frowned...why did HE get the well behaved baby!? Wait a minute... since when did he have DJ?
"Where are Harry and Marie?...I thought they were watching DJ?" I asked loudly, over Annie's wails. Tom smiled and shrugged... "They fell asleep on my bed, so I took DJ.. and I think Annie needs a new diaper" Tom said, pinching his nose, "It's all you mate" he said, handing me the baby bag. I made a "yuck" face but took the bag. How much of a mess could one little baby make?
"HOLY SHIT" I screamed from the kitchen. I could hear Tom laughing at me from the other room. "Ew...your a messssss" I sang to Annie as I held my breath and changed her diaper. I wasnt really experienced in the 'changing a diaper ways'...so it took me like 20 minutes to get the blasted thing on.
Marie's P.O.V.
I heard a faint "HOLY SHIT" scream from downstairs as Harry unclipped my bra and threw it over his shoulder. Thats when it really hit me... we're messing around in Tom's bedroom..when were supposed to be babysitting. This wasn't even remotely romantic..and as much as i WANTED it, I knew it was just too much too soon. I tried to tell Harry to stop, but his tongue was still in my mouth and instead I sounded like a yetti. He ran his fingers down my stomach and under my underware. As he started to pull them off I pushed him off of me just enough to get the words out, words that even shocked me.. "Harry stop!" i practically yelled at him.
He sat up and looked at me, kind of confused and startled, and scratched the back of his neck. "I... I didnt mean to..." he started. I just shook my head. I had never been so confused before. So many different emotions were racing through my veins, along with embarrasment and guilt for telling him to stop. "I'm sorry Harry..." I started, breathing heavy from confusing, frustration and saddness.. Tears started filling up in my eyes and I looked out the window, crossing my arms over my chest.. "I didnt....this wasnt supposed to... I never ..." I sighed in frustration and pounded my fist against the mattress. "No, its okay..i'll just..go downstairs then.." he said, as he started pulling his clothes back on.
He left me alone..half naked in Tom's room, staring out the window at the sun coming up-tears flowing down my cheeks. What have I done? Now, more than all of the other emotions swimming through my body, fear had taken over me.
Andrea's P.O.V.
"Holy..." I moaned, covering my eyes with my arms. "My head hurts so bad" i whined out loud to myself. I heard a giglge and pulled my arm from my face to see Dougie laughing at me. "I forgot how cute you are drunk" he said, kissing my nose. I just whined and closed my eyes again. "Here..sit up and take some advil" he said. I scrunched up my forehead and opened my eyes as little as possible, sat up in bed and took the two advil pills in Dougie's palm and popped them in my mouth, swallowing them with a bottle of water on my end table. "Thanks babe" i groaned before sliding back under the covers and resting my head on his bare tummy. I felt his fingers running through my hair.
"We have to go pick up the twins from Tom's place...." he yawned. "Wahhhhh" i groaned, pulling the covers off of the bed and climbing over Dougie. The bathroom door was on his side of the bed, so i rolled over him- planting a kiss on his forehead and walked towards the bathroom door.. "just lemme throwup first" I sumbled into the bathroom, not bothering to turn the light on and sat down in front of the toilet, pulling the lid up. I felt really sick, and knew I was gonna throw up...and now just had to wait for it. It was the worst feeling in the world.
I hate throwing up. It makes me feel like im suffocating and choking. Not to mention it usually tastes like a combination of the drinks I had the night before. I sat there on the cold tile floor, hugging the toilet. Dougie appeared in the doorway and chuckled, now wearing a plain white teeshirt and boxers. He came over and sat on the edge of the tub next to me, placing a hand on my back...stroking up and down. I frowned.
"Ulgh. I feel sickkkkk..." i moaned
Dougie's P.O.V.
I sat on the edge of the bathtub, rubbing Andrea's back. I knew she was gonna get sick. With the amount of alcohol she drank last night, im kinda surprised she didnt throw up all over me during the night. Thankful, but surprised.
"Ulgh. I feel sickkkk.." she said, looking up at me with her big brown puppy-dog eyes. She then leaned over the toilet and starting throwing up. I held her hair back...and she continued throwing up for what seemed like 10 minutes. Finally she stopped and sat back, leaning against the wall, wiping her mouth with toilet paper before flushing the toilet. She looked pale and exhausted. "I hate alcochol" she complained. I laughed and she frowned at me, "Why aren't you in pain?" she protested at me. I shrugged and stood up, closing the shower curtain and turning on the cold water. "Cause I'm a guy...and you drank more.." She frowned at my answer. I put the lid on the toilet down and opened my hand to her- to help her stand up. She took them and I pulled her up onto her feet.
Reaching in behind the shower curtain, I felt the ice cold water and pulled my hand out from under the spray quickly. "Get in" i nodded to the shower as I pulled back the shower curtain a little. She laughed. "Its ice cold! No way!" she protested. "It'll make you feel better..i promise.." i tried to convince her, smiling at her rebellion. "No!" she giggled, "And you can't make me!"
I raised my eyebrows and smiled, taking that as a challenge. "Oh is...that...so?" I said before I stepped infront of the door, blocking her escape. I closed the bathroom door and locked it, pulled off my teeshirt and took a step towards her. She had an overized teeshirt on. I grabbed her around the waist, slung her upper body over my shoulder, and walked to the edge of the tub. I put her down right in the stream of the water. I kneeled just outside the tub but held her in place with my arms around her waist. "AH! DOUGIE!" she yelped as the spray of the cold water hit her. Cleverly, instead of fighting me, she reached out and turned the water off. I laughed, "Hey! Your not allowed to do that!" I said as I struggled to hold her arms down and turn the water back on at the same time.
At this point, we were both wrestling. She was trying to get out of the tub, and I was trying to hold her down and turn the water back on without getting into the tub myself. I pinned both her arms down and turned on the water again. She was laying backdown- facing the water coming from the showerhead and closed her eyes and screamed, trying to release herself from my grasp as the cold water hit her. After a few seconds I let go of her...both of us laughing hysterically. She gave me an devilish smile and reached over the edge of the tub, wrapping her arms around my stomach and pulling me over the edge into the tub and into the cold water.
"AHH..AHH...COOLD.." i sang as she giggled. "SERVES YOU RIGHT" she yelled back. I quickly reached behind me and turned the water off. We were both now drenched. My boxers and her teeshirt...(which was actually MY tee-shirt that she likes to sleep in)..were both soaked. "Get off me you wet dope" she laughed as she pushed me off her and stepped out of the shower. She took off the wet teeshirt and threw it into the sink before wrapping a towel around her and proceeded out into our bedroom. I laughed and stepped out onto the blue fuzzy carpet infront of the shower and frowned. "HEY WAIT. THAT WAS THE ONLY DRY TOWEL!" I yelled as i ran after her.
Marie's P.O.V.
I pulled on my teeshirt and jeans at sat on the floor, leaning against Tom's bed, staring out the window. The doorbell rang and I heard Dougie and Andrea being greeted by Danny and Tom. I didn't hear Harry's voice though..and thought maybe hed gone home. I heard whispers and a few minutes later, there was a light knock on the door. I heard it, but didn't respond. I just kept staring out the window. I heard it open and footsteps walked in.
"Marie?" It was Andrea. I rubbed away the mascara on my eyes, which was now running down my cheeks and forced a smile at her. "Hey Andrea" i sighed. She closed the door and came and sat down next to me, hugging her knees. "Talk to me girl...whats wrong?"
I turned to her and flung my arms around her shoulders and started crying into her chest. "HarryandIalmostdiditlastnightbutIheardtheboysdownstairsandtoldhimtostop
andheleftandnowidontknowifanythingsevergonnabethesameagain."
I said in one deep breath into shoulder. She chuckled lightly. "Well...the only thing I heard out of that whole sentence was Harry..." I frowned and wiped my tears with my sleeve. "Oh Andrea... you dont understand...I've ruined everything..."
Andrea laughed. "Maire...Harry is SUCH a sweet guy..whatever it is...i'm sure you guys will work it out..." Even though she sounded convincing, everytime i thought back about the past 24 hours it made my stomach sick. Everything about it- but especially the fact that I yelled at Harry to stop, when I wanted just the opposite. I had no way to explain myself and I was terrified he'd get the wrong impression. I just cried and blew my nose into a box of tissues Andrea gave me. "I'll be right back okay? I'm gonna go make you some tea...you stay here if you want okay?" she said comfortingly. I nodded and continued sniffling and she left the room closing the door quietly behind her.
Andrea's P.O.V.
I closed Tom's bedroom door quietly, leaving Marie weeping silently inside. I marched down the hallway, down the stairs and stopped at the bottom of the staircase. Tom, Danny and Dougie were all gathered around chatting quietly, holding the twins. They turned to face me and stopped talking when they heard me rush angrily down the stairs. "Where is he Tom?" I asked. Tom shrugged and scrunched up his face confused. "Wha?" He asked. "HARRY, TOM..WHERE IS HARRY" i yelled, trying to keep my voice down so Marie didn't hear me.
Tom didnt answer me, nor did Danny, so I just brushed past them. Living room- nope. Dining room- nope. Kitchen, bathrooms- nope, nope. I leaned against the counter and took out my phone- texting Harry "Harry-where are you? -Andrea" and pressed send as Danny came into the kitchen. "Dan..can you make Marie some tea please?" I asked. "Yeah, sure..she okay?" he asked. But as he spoke, I heard a phone vibing. "Sh!" i raised my finger to him and turned my head to listen for the sound. I followed it until it became louder and I opened the door to the coat closet to find Harry sitting on the floor under the jackets. "HARRY?" I yelled, pulling him out by his arm. "What the hell are you doing in the closet?" I asked, practically laughing, yet trying to remember to be mad at him- that he hurt my friend.
He nervously looked around and shrugged. "I was embarrased..." he started, "I wanted to go somewhere where I could think and not have to talk to anyone for a while."
As he said this, my heart reached out for him. Harry was hurting too. But wait, this didn't make any sense. "Harry.." i started, "WHAT happened?... Marie's hysterical upstairs and can barely form complete sentences when I asked her..." Harry frowned and fiddled with his fingers. "HARRY" i called once more, lifting my arms in protest. He sighed heavily. "Do we have to talk about it....in front of....." he said quietly, motioning to the other boys, who looked amongst themselves- confused and offended. I mouthed a 'sorry' to Dougie and Tom and Danny- who was making Marie's tea, and walked out front with Harry. We sat on Tom's front stoop. "She told me to stop, Andrea". I looked at him confused, but he raised his eyebrows and motioned with his hands and I began to understand what he meant. "oooh...OH." I said, letting out a slight laugh. He shrugged and began to pick at blades of grass growing up from between the cracks of the pavement.
"It was embarrasing..." he started, "It was like asking out your first crush when you were in kindergarden and being shot down to holy hell....but a billion times worse." he said. I frowned and furrowed my eyebrows, thinking hard of what to say. "Harry...just cause she told you to stop doesn't mean shes not into you..it could mean ANYTHING...maybe she just wasnt ready." i tried to reason with him. "No" he replied, "She didn't just say it..she yelled it..Maybe it was my fault..I did kind of initiate it. I just feel so stupid..." he said with a sigh. I patted his back, "It's okay Harry...but you have to face her eventually...especially since she's so upset..she needs you now.. just to talk to if nothing else..." i told him. He nodded, understanding, but didn't seem to want to go in and talk to her just yet...so i stood and headed back inside, leaving him sitting on the stoop alone, picking at the grass...
Chapter Fourty-Four
Harry's P.O.V.
It has been a week since the "incident" at Tom's house and I've done a terrific job of being m.i.a. I wanted to patch things up with Marie, but wasn't sure how yet...so I figured itd be better just to avoid her till I straightened things out, and decided what I was gonna say.
I felt horrible for leaving her in Tom's room alone...but I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want her to think I was THAT kind of guy- the guy that only wants some action. I cursed myself for pushing her too far.
The tour was starting today- in London of all places. I wandered around town, lost and lonely, drinking starbucks with no real destination...just trying to kill time. I walked past stores, window shopping when I saw a beautiful star-diamond necklace hanging in the window of Tiffanys. My eyes were glued to it and I knew exactly what I was gonna do....
Dougie's P.O.V.
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ. My alarm clock screamed at me obnoxiously. I jolted up out of bed, flinging the comforter off of me and hitting off the alarm. I looked around the room sleepily. Door was closed, bathroom was quiet, bed next to me was empty...along with the cribs at the end of the bed. I swung my feet over the end of the bed and pulled on some sweatpants before opening the door and looking around the hallway. No one. I heard humming though...so I started downstairs.
I walked through the front hallway into the kitchen and laughed at what I saw. The twins were asleep in their slings and Andrea flour all over her and the kitchen, with a whole assortment of baked foods around. I chucked, "What are you doing?" I asked, as i walked farther into the kitchen and started examening everything on the counter top. Brownies, cookies, cupcakes, mini bunt cakes, chocolate turtle doves, buckeyes, chocolate covered pretzel rods, and chocolate covered fruit- like strawberries and bananas.
She looked up and smiled at me, before opening the cubbord and getting out a stack of large tupperwares. "I baked" she said sweetly. I laughed, "No kidding? You coulda fooled me..." i said sarcastically. She giggled, "I mean I baked...so you guys will have some home-made food for the tour.." She said, placing the tupperware containers on the counter amongst the goodies and grabbing a cookie off the cooling rack and walking towards me. "And everytime you eat one of them..you can think of me" she said smiling, popping the cookie into my mouth. It was warm and gooey.
"HIS ES SO DEWISCIOUS" I proclaimed, cookie bits flying out of my mouth as I struggled to speak with my mouth full. She laughed and took a small bite off the corner of one of the cookies herself- tasting her work. "It is pretty good" she said, proudly. I patted my belly and looked at all of the chocolate spread out around the kitchen and laughed, "You're gonna need a forklift to get me back in the house after the tours over" i joked. She laughed, "Nah..you'll be running around plenty..and they'll be lots of people to share them with...like the boys...and that group Busted you guys are touring with...ya kno?" she said, I nodded.
"Maybe this tour will be good for Marie and Harry" I said. She stared at me blankly..not understanding where I was going with this. "Well..when they come back, they would have had time to think things over..and either patch things up or move on..ya know?" I said, looking out in the backyard at some squirrels playing tag. She quietly answered "Yeah..maybe", while she packed all of her hard work into the tupperwares. "When you guys meeting later?" she asked, coming over to hug me..wrapping her arms around me and resting her chin on my collarbone, her cold nose burried in my neck. I ran my fingers up and down her bare, soft arms. "Around 5..We have a few hours" i said as I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. "You still have to pack though..." she said giggling... I shrugged, "Who needs clothes...I'll just wear the same thing.." I said jokingly. She scrunched up her nose, "Ew..you'll get offly smelly..offly quick.." I smiled, "Then..I'll be...SMELLY BOY" I said in a loud-super-hero-impression-like-voice. She laughed and stuck out her tongue at me.
"Would you help me pack?" i asked hopeful. She looked up and me and frowned, "But I dont even WANT you tooo leaaaaaaaaaaave.." she whined. I gave her an eskimo-kiss (nose-to-nose) and she giggled, before patting me on the butt and walking towards the stairs, "Alright..come on smellyboy" she laughed...
Harry's P.O.V.
By the time I came out of Tiffany's with the small blue box wrapped up safely in my coat pocket, It was already 4:30. "SHOOT" i proclaimed to myself on the busy sidewalk, and I quickly jumped on the local bus for a quick ride home. I didn't have much time left- everyone was supposed to meet at the train station back in town in 30 minutes and I didnt have my bags or anything..AND I wanted to find Marie and give her the necklace to try and patch things up before we left for the tour.. It'd be probably a month or so before I'd get the chance to see her again.
The bus stopped at the bustop a block from my house and I jumped out and ran home, grabbing my bags and loading them into my car, along with my drum equipment. I slammed closed the doors and jumped into the drivers seat, turning on the engine and speeding away to Tom's. Luckily he was only a few blocks away... I was pretty sure that he offered to let Marie stay over at his house these past few days- so she could hang out and see Andrea..and maybe me if either of us came around. I pulled into Tom's driveway and rushed to the door as Tom came strolling out, a guitar bag in each hand, and one guitar bag slung around his back. "Dude??..what are you doing?" he asked as I ran up to him. "Is she here?" I asked, my nerves jumpy and my blood rushing through my body... His lips formed an "oh" shape, as he begin to understand what I was trying to do, and WHY I almost plowed him over on his front walkway.. "Uhm..I think she went shopping somewhere in town...Then she's coming back to stay with Andrea for a while....during the tour and everything, to help her with the twins.." he told me.
"GAH." i yelled, spinning around and jumping back into my car- on my way to Andrea's and Dougie's place. I knocked on the door when I got there and Andrea answered. "Oh..hey Harry..If you're looking for Dougie, he's already left for the train station...make sure he shares the cupcakes and desserts with you guys " she greeted me smiling. I smiled in return but shook my head, "Actually I was looking for you.." i started. "Oh" she smiled, surprised. I pulled out the blue box and a note I had written to Marie after pulling into Andrea's driveway, "This is for Marie," I said, handing her the blue box, "Can you give it to her when she comes over?..and tell her that I went to Tom's looking for her, but she was already gone?" I pleaded. She examened the light blue box and smiled, "Harry Judd...You never cease to amaze and surprise me... Of course i'll give it to her" I smiled, hugged her, and headed for the train station...feeling somewhat better. The letter read:
I sighed as I pulled into the trainstation parking lot and met up with the boys and Fletch, our manager. The guys helped me unload all of the drum equipment out of the car and onto the train and we quickly were on our way to London. I kept my hands in my jacket pockets, my right hand wrapped tightly around my cell-phone, anxiously awaiting it to vibe.
Andrea's P.O.V.
After kissing Dougie goodbye, and Harry's visit, I took the small blue box upstairs to the guest room where Marie was going to stay. Mrs. Poynter had already said it was cool with her, and since she was at work right now, I had the house to myself until Marie showed up.
I got about halfway upstairs when I thought of an idea. Harry didn't wrap the little blue box...and while the box WAS adorable, I thought It'd be even cuter to find a cute little bag with hearts on it or something- to conceal the blue box until the very last second. I smiled to myself as I ran back downstairs, into the dining room. I opened the tall, dark-wood hutch and shuffled through the paper wrapping-bags, finally finding a cute little white one with red and pink hearts. Sure, very valentines day-ish, but it would do!
I put the small blue box and the little note he had wrote for her into the bag and surrounded them with white tissue paper. Satisfied, I closed the hutch doors and headed back upstairs, placing the bag on the dresser in the guest bedroom before heading backdownstairs to DJ's and Annie's cries. "Is it food time already?" I asked them excitedly in my baby voice as I walked into the kitchen.
Marie's P.O.V.
I walked down the sidewalk, my arms full with shopping bags. I was utterly depressed. I hadn't seen Harry in almost a week- ever since our little 'mishap' when we were 'babysitting'. I walked up the front walkway to Andrea's house and knocked on the door. She answered, wearing a flour-stained apron and pajama bottoms. "Oh Andrea, You're adorable...have you been cooking?" I asked giggling, as I stepped into the hallway of the house. She laughed and looked down at what she was wearing, "I baked all morning for the boys.. I forgot I was still wearing this", she said, taking off the apron. "You're sure it's okay with Mrs. P that I stay here?" I asked, nervously..slightly uncomfortable. Andrea smiled big, "OF COURSE...she's the nicest lady in the world.. and I could really use the help with the twins..." she started, "OH...you have a surprise waiting for you upstairs, so why dont you take your bags and go get settled" she winked at me. I laughed and nodded, making my way upstairs to the guest bedroom...
I dropped the bags by the door and pulled my sunglasses off my head, walking over to the dresser, confused by the valentines day bag sitting on it. I smiled and stuck my hand in, feeling a hard box..i pulled it out, surprised to see what it was, I dropped the empty bag on the floor by the bathroom door. "OH MY GOD" i whispered quietly to myself, followed by nervous and excited giggles. I opened the box, to a beautiful necklace, with several diamond stars hanging from the chain. I didn't even need to ask who it was from... I already knew. "HARRRYYYY..." i sang to myself, flattered by his thoughtfulness. I ran my fingers over the diamonds, examening them closely. It was beautiful, simply beautiful.. I pulled it out of the box and ran downstairs to show Andrea.
"ANDREA!" I yelled as I ran into the kitchen, smiling. She turned around, already knowing what I was excited at. "LOOK AT WHAT HARRY GOT ME.." I said as I started to put it around my neck. She came over and helped me clasp the back and I stood infront of the mirror in the hallway admiring it. "He...is....tooo...incredibly...sweet" I said, practically hypnotized by the necklace. It was like I was in a dream... I couldn't wait for him to come back from the tour and show him JUST how much he means to me, and JUST how absolutely adorable I thought he was..
Marie,
I was a jerk and I never meant to pressure you. My feelings for you are sincere, and If you accept my apology, please call my cell phone? You're my star & I'd love to hear your voice again.
Miss you,
Your Harry.
(clicking picture will take you to the Tiffany's website)
Chapter Fourty-Five
Harry's P.O.V.
Thursday night. Its been three weeks and we were back in parts of London for the tour, yet still no call. I came backstage after one of the three concerts we were doing over the weekend in london and hurried into our dressing room hoping MAYBE tonight would be the night she'd call. I flipped open my phone. 'No New Messages'. I threw my phone against the wall, "DAMMIT MARIE" as Dougie walked in. "Whoa, dude?" he asked, looking scared, "You alright?"
I walked over to the bathroom attached to the dressing room and started to run the water to wash my face, replying blantantly, "FINE."
I washed my face and began drying it with a papertowel, Dougie standing behind me, leaning against the doorframe and watching me. "She hasnt called then?" He asked quietly. I turned around and sighed, "No...she hasnt called then.." I brushed past him and began to change out of my sweaty clothes. "Are we going out somewhere tonight? I'd really just like to get everything off my mind...." I asked as James and Matt walked into the McFly dressing room, along with Tom and Danny and Charlie close behind. Matt's eyes lit up, "OF COURSE WE'RE GOING OUT, MATE!", he said excitedly, clueless as to Dougie's and my conversation. Danny noticed my broken phone on the floor by the door and started to point to it, "Harry..what happened to your-" but was cut off my Dougie, "SO lets go get ready for a night on the town then?!" I nodded at him, thankful. I didn't exactly want EVERYONE to know about my outburst, it was bad enough Dougie walked in during it. If Marie didn't want me, then I guess im the only person to blame...and should just get on with life, and find other women....
We walked in and out of nightclubs for most of the night. It was about 2 a.m. when we walked into one specific club. It was definately the most crowded club of the night. Everybody seemed to part their ways... Tom went to the bathroom, Danny went to the dance floor, I have no idea where Dougie went, and the Busted boys just wandered around with their drinks, hitting on girls. I found an empty stool at the bar and slumped down, depressed. I ordered shot after shot, until I started to not feel so empty inside.
"This seat taken?" a pretty blonde hair, blue-eyed girl asked as she began to sit next to me. I just shook my head, staring at my upside-down shot glasses collected infront of me. I tried to count them..but was too drunk.. We somehow began a conversation... she told me she was an intern at a newspaper firm, and how she was constantly being given 'bitch' work and therefore hated her job...finding her only relief in alcohol. "Cheers to that" i said cynically, before raising my glass and clanking it with hers. She was easy to talk to, and I soon found myself spilling my whole life story to her... everything about Marie, how she didn't want me back and how I made a fool of myself...spending far too much money to get her back, when she obviously had no interest in the least. After realizing that I had told this complete stranger everything about me, I wiped my hand on my jeans and stuck it out for her, "I'm Harry" i said. She took it and shook it, "I'm Lindsay", smiling...
I sighed, took another gulp of my drink and turned to her, "You wanna take a walk?" I asked. She nodded and I drunkenly found my way to the door, leading her along with me with no regard for the other boys. The brisk air felt good against my skin after sitting in the stuffy bar. We walked around the city for a while, holding hands, still pretty drunk before I started heading in the direction of the hotel we were staying in. Without explaining, I pulled her into the hotel lobby by the hand and into the elevator, pressing the button for floor 23. She giggled when the doors opened and I started to walk down the hallway, pulling out my room key. "Harold, are you trying to seduce me?" she raised her eyebrows, grinning widely. I just smiled and opened the door to the hotel room- which I was sharing with Danny...
Marie's P.O.V.
I woke up early to the baby's screaming from downstairs. I rolled out of bed and slipped my feet into my slippers- shuffling downstairs. Andrea was feeding what looked like mush to the twins who were sitting in matching high chairs. "Anything I can do?" i asked, as I poured myself a cup of coffee. Andrea continued making choo-choo sounds and faces at the babies as she fed them what I now realized was applesauce. She shook her head at my question, "You have the night off though, and I have a surprise for you!" She smiled at me excitedly, which in turn..made me anxious, curious and excited as well. I laughed, "tell me! what is it?" I pleaded, but she just shook her head. "Just pick out something cute to wear for tonight and pack a change of clothes, okay?" I nodded and continued going about my business... eating breakfast and showering, etc...
From time to time, Id run my hand over the necklace around my neck, hoping that this surprise had to do with Harry. I missed him and wanted to see him really badly. I probably should have called or emailed him or something...to let him know that I got the necklace and that I loved it, but I wanted our 'make-up' to be in person.. I was planning out exactly what I'd say in my head all through out the day, convinced that this surprise had to do with him.
Andrea's P.O.V.
I told Marie that I had a surprise for her tonight, and i'm pretty sure she could guess as to what it was. After Harry gave her that necklace, I'm sure the BOTH of them will be SO EXCITED to get to see each other tonight. I bought tickets for their concert a couple weeks ago. They started their tour in London, and now..a few weeks later, were making three more appearances and we had tickets for the second show- tonight. Marie went upstairs and I heard the shower in the guest bedroom turn on. I picked up the phone and dialed Dougie.
"Hey baby" he answered the phone sleepily.
"Hey smellyboy, hows it going" I asked giggling. I heard him laugh into the receiever.
"Its going good..but i'm not so smelly...Tom makes me shower" he replied.
"So I have a surprise planned for tonight..." I said.
"oh?" he replied, I smiled, excited to tell him my plan. "I bought tickets for the show tonight...Marie and I are gonna come down and see it..and then I thought maybe we could stay over with you guys while you're in the city?" I asked, hoping he'd clear everything.
"OH..hm." was all he said. I was confused by this and furrowed my eyebrows. "Well..I mean, if you dont want us to come...we dont hav-" I started to say, before he cut me off.
"NO.NO.NO." he said, "Its not that..i'm just surprised. Harry got the impression that Marie was still mad at him.." This made me even more confused, "What? Why would he think that?" I asked. "I dunno" he replied, "But he was pretty beaten up about it all tour.."
Now I felt bad, "Aw poor Harry!... we'll hey...don't tell him okay? Maybe it'll be even better if it's a surprise for him and the rest of the boys okay?" I asked. He responded, "Yeah, course."
"What hotel are you guys staying in? So we know where to come after the show.." I asked.
"The Markee.. floor 23.. Harry and Danny are in room 118 and Tom and I are in 119." he said. "Sweet, thanks hun" I sighed, "Oh well love, I should run... the twins are spitting applesauce at each other" we both giggled. "Okay, love you, see you later" he said, whispering the last part- probably so that Tom couldn't hear him. "Love you too" i responded, before hanging up the phone.
I was so excited to get to the show tonight. After the performance we'd meet up with the boys at the hotel, probably go out and get a drink and everything would be back to the way it was...before the tour, before Harry's fight with Marie, and before I was pregnant. My belly had finally gone down and I felt pretty in clothes again. I couldn't wait to show Dougie. I squealed to myself in the kitchen before putting the phone on the counter and going back to clean the twins up.
Harry's P.O.V.
"UGH" i whined, pulling the pillow from underneath my head and putting it over my face..trying to block out the bright sunshine coming through the window. I heard Danny's cackle and peeked out, seeing him laying on the queen sized bed across from me, the ugly striped comforter wrapped around his body. "Looks like SOMEONE had fun last night" he whispered. Confused, i furrowed my eyebrows at him. He pointed towards the window, the opposite side of the room. To my dismay, I turned over towards the blinding window light, and was shocked at what I saw. I saw...a back. A bare back...belonging to a blonde woman, asleep on the pillow next to me. I turned over and bit my knuckle, trying not to yell.
"Who is she?!" I asked Danny nervously. He laughed, "You mean you dont know?!" he shrieked. I pulled at my scalp, trying to remember last night. "THE BAR!" I shouted. She moaned and started to turn over in bed, somewhat waking up. "Shit..I can't remember her name..." I said, laughing nervously. Danny raised his eyebrows at me and grinned widely before getting up and walking to the bathroom...to leave me to deal with the dilema on my own. The girl started to wake up, her eyes flickered open and she yawned, stretching her arms out. "Morning Harry" she smiled at me. I forced myself to laugh, trying to think of a response.."uh..morning." She sat up in bed and kissed me passionately on the lips before pulling the covers off her naked body and sliding her feet off the bed and onto the floor- pulling on her clothes from last night.
After she was completely dressed, I remained sitting there, completely shocked and stunned...afraid of what I did last night. I gulped as she gave me one last kiss and put a piece of paper with a name and phone number on it on the end table next to me. "Call me, okay?" she asked simply, before seeing herself out. The second the door was closed behind her, I reached over and grabbed the piece of paper. "LINDSEY 666-0780" was written on it.
"Lindsey...Lindsey.." i said outloud, trying to jog my memory. I got out of bed and pulled on my boxers and started to pace around the room...trying to recall what happened last night.
Danny came out of the bathroom and looked around, his hair now wet and wavy from showering. "The bird leave?" he asked quietly, looking around to make sure she wasnt lurking behind a corner or door somewhere. I nodded, "Yeah..she left..her names Lindsey and she left me her number..." Danny whistled a hoot, and I shot him a look. "Danny! IT'S NOT FUNNY" i said annoyed. "What did you see when you came in?" I asked. He furrowed his eyebrows deep in thought, "Nothing much different from a few minutes ago.." He frowned at me- trying to understand, and I started to explain.. "What do I do about Marie?" I whined, discouraged... trying to forget about her didn't work very well. He frowned, "Dude..what about that fight you guys had? I thought you were done?" he asked, confused. I started to tell him about the necklace I gave her.. and how I assume she's still mad at me- that I haven't heard from her since. He just nodded and 'oh'-ed the entire time. When I was done, and we had sat in silence for a few minutes I turned to him, "Dont tell the other guys about Lindsey okay? I wanna sort this all out first." I pleaded with him. He nodded, "Consider it done man." Whew. I went into the bathroom, took some advil and a cool shower.
I sighed as I stepped into the spray of the shower, trying to wash off the memories and the guilt from the night before. Unsuccessful.
Marie's P.O.V.
Mid-Afternoon, Mrs. Poynter came home and took over babysitting. Andrea and I both headed to the trainstation in town. She didn't need to explain anything else to me.. I knew where we were going.. Im not an idiot- I knew they were back in London for the tour. I practically skipped the entire way to the trainstation and whenever I walked past a store window, I'd look in at my reflection- making sure I looked good enough for Harry..and most especially, I admired the necklace hanging around my neck. I bit my lip excitedly as we boarded the train.
The ride seemed to take centuries, but finally, we were in London and the sun was starting to set. It was about 7 and the concert was gonna start in a little over an hour. We made our way to the stadium and found our seats. We were in the second section back, and about the 7th row back..right in the middle. The seats were fair. We could see the stage alright, but we weren't as close as I had hoped. I didn't care though.. after the concert I'd get to talk to Harry- one on one.
The lights dimmed around 8 and everyone started to get situated. Not long after, the lights flashed on and the guitar boomed a chord. Andrea and I both screamed and jumped to our feet as our McFly boys came out onstage and started the concert off with "Five colors in her hair." I knew everyword and screamed along, dancing and singing with Andrea from the center of the excited, screaming crowd of fans. It was so weird watching people scream for them, since I knew them back when they were only playing in basements and garages. I thought back to my first memory of the boys- when I met Harry, Tom and Danny on the train...and Dougie later that night at my apartment, asking for towels. Now they're onstage infront of hundreds of people, opening for one of the biggest pop bands at the time- Busted.
They played 7 or 8 more songs and then Tom yelled out "THANK YOU LONDON" and the stage went black. I hugged Andrea in the darkness, "They were so good!" I shrieked. She smiled as the lights came back on. "I know...i'm so proud of our boys..." she replied. About 20 minutes later, after the McFly equipment had been broken down and taken away, and the Busted equipment moved onstage, the lights dimmed once more, and the main performance started. All i could think about the entire time was seeing Harry after the show. As good as Busted was, I wanted it to be over SO badly.. So i waited, sitting in my seat...anxious and hopeful that he'd be equally as excited to see me..
