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"Whew! Good show guys" I said to Tom,Danny and Doug as we walked back into our dressing room. "I'm exhausted" Dougie yawned. I felt empty inside and heaved a big sigh. Part of me hoped that maybe I'd see Lindsey again tonight. I remebered that I put her phone number in my pocket earlier today. I reached in and pulled it out, staring at the cursive handwriting, contemplating. "Whats got you so hypnotized?" Tom asked. "Huh?" I replied, jumpy. "Oh..nothing." I said as I shoved the piece of paper into my pocket and shot Danny a look- to make sure he'd keep his mouth shut.
After Tom and Dougie had gotten dressed and left- heading back to the hotel, Danny asked if id like to come out and party with him for a little. I shrugged and said I'd grab a drink, but didn't want to stay long. On the way out, I borrowed his cell phone and punched in Lindsey's digits. I had to cover my other ear with my finger to drown out the sounds of Busted, still performing, as we made our way out the back exit onto the street.
"Hey Lindsey, Its Harry..I was hoping you were free tonight..." I started.
"Yeah, I just got out of the shower and was thinking about heading out for a drink.. You want to join?" She asked. I sighed, relieved that I'd have some companionship tonight, "Yeah..yeah..that'd be nice..i'll meet you at Murphys pub then.." I said, hanging up the phone and handing it back to Danny. He sighed and looked at me, "So...are you really over Marie then?" I blinked heavily, dreading when the question was going to be asked. "No Danny.. I dont think i'll ever be over her...I love her, she just doesnt love me back..." I said discouraged. He frowned, "You dont know that...maybe she does!"
"She would have called, Danny.." I said, now getting frustrated, "Why, have YOU tried calling HER?" He asked, arguing back. I groaned and threw my hands in the air, "I'm not arguing this with you!" I said as I took off in a light jog in the direction of the pub.
After sitting there for about a half an hour, Lindsey walked in a plopped down next to me. I was still depressed about the conversation with Danny, so I sat on the stool, slouched down- my chin on my arms staring at my half empty glass of beer. She said hi and I just turned and gave a weak smile. She frowned, "Whats wrong?" I sighed, not really wanting to talk about it anymore... "Heartbreak..." I said. "I should go..." I started, standing up and chugging the last bit of beer.. "I'm sorry about calling you up to do something.. I just really dont feel up for it now.." I said. She nodded, very understanding. "Shall I ring you sometime, maybe?" She asked. I just continued on towards the door, feeling numb, "maybe.." was all I said before I opened the door and stepped out into the night.
The entire walk back to the hotel- which was about 10 blocks, I kept questioning WHY I just did what i did. Sure, I missed Marie... and it wasn't exactly fair or right for me to use Lindsey just to satisfy my loneliness, but at the same time... it MIGHT help me get over Marie that much faster. I mumbled arguments quietly to myself the entire way, and even up the stairs- skipping the elevator. I got to my room and fiddled with the lock, letting myself in. Danny was still out at the bar and the lights were off. I didn't bother to turn them on, I just walked in- pulling off my clothes as I made my way to the bed. Sweatshirt, teeshirt, shoes, socks, jeans. I felt for the end of the bed in the darkness and flopped onto it in my boxers.
THUD. "OW" I heard someone else say. I jumped off the bed and ran for the lightswitch, flicking it on. "I must be dreaming.." I said, as I stared at my bed. Marie was tucked under the covers wearing a tanktop and shorts, her hair long around her shoulders. "Wha..How.." I shrieked, confused and startled. "SURPRISE!" she shrieked, jumping out of bed and throwing herself into my arms. "But..how...when.." was all I could say. I didn't understand this at all.. How did she even get IN my room? WHY is she in my room? I noticed the necklace around her neck..
"Why didn't you call?" I asked saddend, "Didn't you get my note?" I asked. She seemed confused. "What note?" She asked. With those two words, every cell in my body was overjoyed. I lifted her up by the waist and swung her around, hugging her tightly. "You mean you're not eternally angry with me?" I asked. She was laughing now, "No! Of course not! Why would I be?..."
I frowned a little bit, and shuffled my feet, looking down. "After I left you in Tom's room...After I pressured you..ya know.." I started, she lifted my chin though and made me look her right in the eye. "Harry.. you didn't pressure ANYTHING on me.. and I was terrified you were mad at ME! I was so ecstatic when I found the tiffany's box in my room!" I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her hard, so excited and relieved to have her back in my life. Within pure seconds, I went from feeling lowly and depressed and EMPTY inside, to being the happiest in my life. I continued hugging her and fell backwards onto the bed, holding her to my chest with only the silence of the night surrounding us.
Marie's P.O.V.
The concert had just finished and we were making our way out of the stadium. "Where are the boys staying?" I asked Andrea, who responded, "The Markee... Dougie said he'd meet us there." We took a taxi cab to the hotel and got out. It was beautiful- a large stone building with a large glass front- open into the lobby. We walked in and waited in a few chairs while Andrea rang Dougie on her cellphone. "Hey babe, were in the lobby" she said, and then quickly hung up a few seconds later. After a couple minutes, the elevator 'dinged' and Tom and Dougie walked out, looking as adorable as ever. "DOUGIE!" Andrea shrieked as she ran over and jumped on him. He swung her around before putting her down on the ground again, "Look at you! All skinny and beautiful!.. I've missed you soooo much" he said as he cupped her cheeks with his hands and pulled her in for another hug. During this time, Tom and I both took the opportunity to greet each other. "Hi Tom" I said, as he wrapped his arms around me for a hug, "Hey Marie..you look great..how you been?" He asked. I smiled, "I've been good.. I'm real excited to see Harry though.." Tom smiled at that, "Well come on then..lets get you upstairs before he comes back!" Tom said with a giggle. I jumped up and down, excited, grabbed my small bag and Andrea and I both followed Dougie and Tom into the elevator.
Tom unlocked Harry's room with a key from his back pocket. The lights were off. "You just want to wait for him then?" He asked. I nodded, thankful, and hugged him, Andrea and Dougie goodnight. I smiled, and excitedly looked around his hotelroom. It was surprisingly clean.. afterall he WAS rooming with Danny..but then again, I bet a maid had come in.
I flopped down on the bed, with the dim moonlight coming in through the window, illuminating the form of the two beds and dresser as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I sighed and flopped backwards sleepily and yawned, waiting for him to come back. I fell asleep....
Andrea's P.O.V.
After meeting Dougie and Tom in the lobby, (I WAS SO EXCITED), and letting Marie into Harry's room for a late night surprise, Dougie and I headed back to a separate room that I had bought. It was three or four doors down from the others..and I got it so we could have our privacy. We both said goodnight to Tom, who shook his head and laughed at us, and we walked into the hotelroom, flicking on the lights. I took my bag with me into the bathroom while Dougie flipped through the television stations. I dunno why he bothered, it was late at night and nothing was on tv anyways.
When I came out of the bathroom- wearing the lacy langerie I bought earlier in the week for this occasion, his jaw dropped and the tv flicked off as he perked up on the bed, smiling. "DID YOU GET THIS FOR MEEE?" he sang happily. I nodded and made my way over to him, crawling across the bed to where he was laying, leaning over him and gently kissing his lips before answering: "I finally have my body back..." i said. He laughed and rolled over ontop of me, "and that means I HAVE YOUR BODY BACK TOO!" he squealed. I laughed and ran my fingers through his soft blonde hair as he wrapped his arm around my waist and began placing gentle kisses on my neck and collarbones. "I've missed you.." I said. I felt his lips curl into a smile against my skin.
Marie's P.O.V.
I was awoken suddenly when someone jumped on me, laying on the bed. "ow!" i protested. Quickly, i heard footsteps and the lights were flicked on. I blinked my eyes against the brightlights and saw Harry, staring at me, looking shocked and confused. SCORE! I surprised him! "SURPRISE!" i shrieked as I ran over to him and jumped into his arms.
"But..how...when.." he started, "Why didnt you call?" he asked sadly. I was confused. Call? "Didn't you get my note?" he continued. I shook my head, "What note?" At this, he unexpectedly threw his arms around me and lifted my feet off the ground, swinging me around and hugging me tightly.
"You mean you're not eternally angry with me?" he asked. I giggled, "No! Of course not! Why would I be?..." What is this kid THINKING? Nothing he could ever do would make me be eternally angry with him. I just loved him to darn much.
He frowned a little bit and looked down. "After I left you in Tom's room...After I pressured you..ya know.." he started. I frowned, and lifted his chin enough to make him look me right in the eye. "Harry.. you didn't pressure ANYTHING on me.. and I was terrified you were mad at ME! I was so ecstatic when I found the tiffany's box in my room!" With this, he cupped my face in my hands and kissed me hard, completely taking my breath away. He continued walking me backwards until the back of my legs were against the bedframe and we fell onto it, him ontop of me, still kissing me. "Harry.." i started, breaking the kiss for a second as my heart and breath were racing, I stared deeply into his dark blue eyes and smiled slightly. "No more stopping..."
Chapter Fourty-Seven
Marie's P.O.V.
I lied next to Harry on my back, sweaty and panting, staring up at the ceiling- my finger tips running up and down his chest. I could feel his heart beat, and heard him catching his breath too. After a few minutes of cooling down I chuckled and rolled over, pulling myself on top of him. "Again?" I said giggling. He groaned as I kissed him and said inbetween kisses, "Are...you...trying...to kill..me?"
Dougie's P.O.V.
I woke up after a few hours of exhausted sleep and rolled out of bed to go to the bathroom. When I got back I climbed back under the covers and pressed myself against Andrea's back, wrapping my arm around her stomach and pulling her close, smelling the scent of lavender in her hair. I burried my nose in the loose, wavy locks of her hair and inhaled deeply as the sun began to rise, throwing dim rays of sunshine through the window onto the bed. She took a deep breath in and her head lifted off the pillow, turning to face me- our noses meeting. "Morning" she giggled, barely a whisper. I pressed my lips against hers, which felt soft and warm, before pulling her into a hug. It was so nice to have her back in my arms again.. Three weeks is a VERY long time to go without the person you love, who you've never spent more than 2 days apart from since you were in diapers. I continued kissing her, breathing in through my nose..smelling a mixture of lavender, sweat and sex from the night before- a combination which drove me mad.
Danny's P.O.V.
I spent the night bar hopping and woke up in the lobby of the hotel as the sun was coming up. "Sir", someone said, poking my shoulder quite rudely. "SIR!" they repeated. I jolted and my eyes flicked open, startled. "Wha..what?" i asked groggily. The small bellhop cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. "Sir.. if you're not a guest at this hotel, we'd have to ask you to leave the lobby.... you cant just LIE around on the couches drunkk..." I looked around, confused and trying to remember last night. I remember Harry and I fighting, me heading to the bar, and him heading out to meet Lindsey. I frowned.. Wonder how THAT worked out. I scoffed and stood up, stretching. "Sorry sir, and yes, I AM staying in this hotel" i said before walking to the elevator and pushing the button.
When I got to the 23rd floor, the doors opened and i fumbled around in my pockets for my room key. When I found it, I opened the door and started in, only wanting ONE thing : sleep!
Marie's P.O.V.
As the sun came up, I cuddled myself into Harry's chest and slid down, pulling the covers up until they covered most of my face- trying to shade my eyes from the light shining through the window. I yawned heavy and closed my eyes- tired, but still awake. I heard the lock on the door to the hotel room and heard it open, seeing Danny stumble inside in the dim light seconds later. "Hey Harry.. Hey Lindsey.." he said sleepily before flopping on the bed. Harry smacked his hand to his forehead, his eyes closed and a look of disdain on his face. I sat up, wrapping the comforter around my chest, under my arms. "What...did..he just say?" i said, already knowing the answer. Who the HELL is Lindsey?-I thought. I slapped Harry's chest lightly, "Harry look at me!" I said, as he slowly removed his hand from shading his face. He side-frowned and bit his lip slightly... "Marie..." he started. I could tell from his tone that this was NOT good news.
Holy Crap, Holy Crap, Holy Crap. I rested my palm on my cheek- which felt hot to the touch. I was mortified, thinking the absolute worst. I didn't know how I was EXACTLY feeling..whether I was scared, embarrased, upset or apathetic. I had to get away though. I jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom- taking the blanket with me. I locked the door and leaning against it, slid down till I was sitting on the floor. I heard Harry pounding on the door behind me. "Marie! Marie, open up! We need to talk about it." He shouted, pounding his fist against the door. I wanted to talk to him about it, but just not yet. I turned on the shower water and the sinks to drown out his yells.
Harry's P.O.V.
"Marie! Marie, open up! We need to talk about it!" I shouted, pounding my fist against the door. I wanted to tell her about Lindsey..and about how empty I felt without her..but I didn't want her to find out like THIS. Now she probably thinks I was never gonna tell her... She turned on the shower and the sinks. I could heard the roar of the spray and knew she wasn't listening to me.
"DANNY!" I yelled, jumping on his bed. He grunted and sat up, "WHAT...IM UP! IM UP!" he yelled defensively. I pushed him hard, angry. "DIPSHIT! THAT WAS MARIE!"
He just looked up at me, confused. "Huh?" he said. I lowered my voice just a little, "You came in and said, 'Hey Harry..hey LINDSEY...' but that was MARIE! And she heard you and locked herself in the bathroom!" I yelled through my teeth, my jaw clenched tight. I pushed his shoulder again, only for him to reciprocate, pushing me back harder- off the bed, causing me to land on the floor on my back. "How was I supposed to know THAT?" he started, "I warned you about all of this!" he said. I stood up off the floor, "Yeah..and I DIDNT come home with Lindsey last night..did I? Dont you think I took you seriously and DID something about it?" I yelled. Now he stood up and walked towards me, angry at me for blaming him..."Well how was i supposed to know you'd actually take my advice?" I laughed. "You're my FRIEND, aren't you? Thats what friends DO."
"Well...you should've told Marie ANYWAYS." he said, now sitting back down on the bed, brushing himself off. "I was PLANNING on it...but now she heard it from YOU instead." I sighed, before sitting down on the floor, leaning against the wall and putting my feet up on the end of the bed. "DAMMIT" i said to myself, biting my nails.
I pulled my knees in to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, resting my forehead on my kneecaps. All I could do at this point was wait for her to be ready to talk.
Marie's P.O.V.
I paced in the small area of the bathroom, thinking hard. "Okay..breath Marie.." i said, trying to reason with myself to find some explanation for Lindsey. "Maybe Lindsey's no one..maybe i'm just overreacting.. maybe he thought I truely hated him..." I breathed and faced the door, staring at it. I bit my lip. I had to face him. I motioned towards it but stopped, trying to find the courage to go out and ask for details. What if it WAS as bad as I was thinking... Maybe I didn't want to hear the details. Maybe I just couldn't handle hearing the details. I took a deep breath out and turned off the water, unlocked the door and opened it. I didn't walk out though, and in a few seconds.. Harry was at the partially opened door, knocking lightly. "Can I come in?" he asked, hopeful. I nodded, worried..but trying to be strong. "Lemme explain about Lindsey..." he started. "No! Wait" I cut him off. "Do you love ME?" I asked, closing my eyes...bracing myself for any kind of shock or metaphorical slap in the face. I heard him scoff, "More than anything else" he said lightly. I opened my eyes, slightly relieved. "Do you love......her?" I asked, holding my breath as I stared into his eyes. He stared directly back and I could see the regret and sorrow in his expression. He shook his head, "She's a sweet girl..but no..i dont love her.." he said. PHEW! Tears were brimming on my eyes and I threw my arms around his neck as they started to spill over.
"I'm so sorry Marie.." he said. I sniffled, "Sometimes sorry's not good enough.." i said. He pulled back and looked at me, shocked and afraid. "Harry.. what am I supposed to do?" I said, feeling trapped. I was pretty sure he was telling me the truth, but now i'd forever have the image of Harry with another girl in my mind. He sighed, "Everyone makes mistake Marie...were human...it's what we do..." I nodded, agreeing...but this was gonna be hard for me. More than anything, I didn't want to loose Harry... but would I ever come to trust him again? "But why?" I asked, trying to find an explanation. Harry shrugged, "I thought you were done with me, and I was depressed..." he said. I wiped my tears with the corner of the blanket I had wrapped around me. "Harry..you cant just screw a girl everytime you're DEPRESSED." i said. He nodded and looked down frowning, "It was different though.." he started. I furrowed my eyebrows, awaiting his explanation.. "I've been depressed before..but never like that. You mean everything to me.. I wanted to die without you in my life." I suddenly couldn't help but smile. "You promise? And no more lies?" I said smiling, yet still crying. He nodded and grabbed me around the hips. "I promise. I never want to lie to you ever again..." I hugged him again, closing my eyes and resting my head on his shoulder. I was still scared of him... turning around and running off with her or someone else and leaving me 'holding the bag'...but I couldn't help but love him. We stood there in the bathroom hugging, with my sobs slowing down until they eventually stopped. I gently kissed him quickly on the lips, "Let's get ready and go get some breakfast? okay?" I asked. He nodded and we walked back into the bedroom. Danny was unconscious on the bed, still fully clothed and snoring. I laughed, "Ohhhhh..what a dope." Harry chuckled, as we were both amused by Danny's ability to fall asleep almost instantly.
I pulled on my clothes, feeling a pit of guilt, grief, and insecurity in my stomach...hoping it'd go away SOON. I wanted to enjoy my short time in London with Harry, not worry about what he'd been up to or who he'd been spending his time with. I just forced myself to take deep breaths, and remind myself that he bought ME the tiffanys necklace. God I hope he's sincere- that this was just a one time slip that was because of a misunderstanding.
Chapter Fourty-Eight
Marie's P.O.V.
It had been three months since I last saw Harry in London. Things were awkward, but we were trying our best to work through things. I sighed, sitting in Andrea's kitchen, DJ on my lap, sucking on a pacifyer while I nibbled on chocolate chip cookies. Why was this girl ALWAYS baking? I guess it had to do with the fact that the boys were on their way home today. Their last show was two nights ago in Japan... and now they were on a plane back to England, done with the tour. I stared into space, daydreaming..slightly worried about my reunion with Harry. I hoped things will have gotten better, and not worse. I was constantly thinking about him these past three months...and all week i've been anxious for his arrival home.
I sighed heavily, drowning in my thoughts. Andrea giggled, breaking my trance- I looked up from my chocolate chip cookie. "What?" I laughed back. She shrugged, "You look so depressed! The boys are coming back..I would think you'd be ecstatic..." she said, now furrowing her eyebrows as I nervously looked away. I hadn't told her about what Danny slipped out..
"Marie..." she started, drying her hands on a towel and walking towards me. I looked up slowly, thinking over in my mind if I should tell her or not... Why not right? She is my bestfriend.... I sighed. "Harry...." i started, almost unable to SAY it outloud. "Harry....he...." This was harder than I thought. Frustrated, I took a big bite into my cookie. "He shlwept wifth fis girl...." I immediately looked away as soon as I told her, almost embarrassed that Harry..MY Harry...and some other tramp...were the topic of our discussion. After a few minutes, when i looked back up from the cookie and DJ on my lap, her mouth was open and her face in disbelief. "But...but...how?" She said, as she came over and sat on the stool infront of me, leaving me with no escapes. I shrugged. "Some girl named Lindsey, who he met on tour" i frowned. She put her hand on my arm, "Are you....okay?" she asked, looking worriedly at me. I smiled, embarrased. "Yeah...i'm fine...I think...i just..I cant read him...and I just..i dont want things to fall apart NOW..ya know? I 'm just nervous..and anxious to see him." I sighed.
She nodded understandingly as the oven dinged. More cookies! I helped her take them out of the oven and put them on cooling racks, as I explained the details to her. After we finished cleaning up the kitchen, we took a break from our girl talk as we both went and got prettied up for the boys- who would be arriving home within the hour. I showered, dried and straightened my hair, brushed my teeth and put on makeup, before putting on my clothes- my darkwash, skinny jeans and my black lacoste polo, with a zipup over it. I spritzed on some perfume and stared into the mirror, trying to remind myself to breath. My stomach felt tight with knots when I heard a knock on the door. I gasped silently before forcing myself to say "Come in", my voice shaking. The doorknob turned and the door opened, as spikey hair, followed by a forehead poked through the crack in the door. "Marie?" It was Harry. I bit my bottom lip and tried to breath out. "Hi" I giggled. He opened the door wider and stepped inside.
I fiddled with my fingers nervously as he dropped a few bags he had slung over his shoulder onto the floor by the dresser. When he stood back up, I stayed where I was..my feet planted like roots to the floorboards, my face burning with excitement and nerves. "Well aren't you gonna hug me?!" he laughed kiddingly, as he rushed over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me up and spinning me around as I swung my arms around his neck and giggled in his ear. "Sorry.." i started to explain when he put me down.. "It's not that i wasn't excited to see you.... I just... a bit..anxious i guess.." i laughed. He smiled, understandingly and kissed me softly on the cheek. "I've missed you too.." he laughed. We continued standing in our "hug", just smiling at each other. After the initial butterflies and knots wore down a little bit, I was alot more relaxed and definately glad he was back.... He surprised me however, when he started quietly singing my favorite song by the Mamas and the Papas in my ear...
"Dont you know I cant take it
I dont know who can
I'm not gonna make it
i'm not that kind of man
Dont you know I cant sleep at night
But just the same yeah
I never weap at night
I call you name.. "
Andrea's P.O.V.
I heard the front door sqeak open and threw on my babydoll dress over my leggings, running out of my bedroom for the stairs. "AH!" I screeched in excitement as I attacked him on the landing of the stairs. I jumped onto him and he stumbled backwards against the wall, laughing. "I missed you toooo!" he cooed in my ear as I hugged onto him tightly, never wanting to let go. "I missed you moreee" i whispered back. I was so excited, nothing could bring me down. He dropped the few bags he had in his arms and wrapped his arms around my waist and under my butt, carrying me back down the few stairs to the ground floor as we headed past the other boys into the kitchen. I was just so glad to have my Dougie back, I almost barely acknowledged them. Whoops. I just gave a smile and a "Hey boys" as i noticed Harry looking around the rooms.
'I bet he's looking for Marie' I thought in my head, as Dougie turned the corner, and the unpacking McFly and Busted boys disappeared from sight. Dougie sat me down on the countertop and kissed my nose. "I see you baked again" he giggled, opening a tupperware with freshbaked cookies. I nodded proudly. "So how was your fliiiighttt" i sang as he dove into the cookies. He nodded and shook his hand, giving an 'iffy' kinda sign. "Long" he mumbled, crumbs of cookies flying out of his mouth onto my lap. I giggled and brushed them off as Annie began to cry. Dougie's eyes lit up, as if he had forgotten all about greeting the little ones. "BABIES!" he cried, running into the family room. They were in the playpen by the television and he reached in and lifted out Annie with one arm before grabbing DJ with the other, walking over to the couch and putting them down on each leg. "BABIES BABIES BABIES!" he cried, tickling there bellys and blowing raspberries on their stomachs. They laughed and pulled at his hair and ears. I giggled, hopping down off the counter and walking over to the family room.
I grabbed DJ off Doug's lap, he grabbed Annie and sat on the carpeted floor, leaning his back against the couch. I sat inbetween his legs facing him, each of us holding a twin. The Busted boys walked into the family room to join us at this point, carrying a few beer bottles...they handed one to Dougie and offered me one, but i just shook my head and smiled, remembering the last time I saw them and got completely trashed. The blonde one, James, smilled and made baby talk at Annie in Dougie's arms. "Can I hold her?" he asked. Dougie and I nodded to each other and he handed her over to James. I smiled as James and the two other boys played with Annie.. he was so good with kids..and kind of reminded me of Dougie...with his goofy personality. I leaned against Doug's chest and rested my forehead in the nape of his neck, sighing heavily..just glad to have him back.
Marie's P.O.V.
After about twenty minutes of just hugging, a few soft kisses, and catching up, Harry suggested we join the others downstairs. I nodded, and agreed...even though I kinda wanted him all to myself. He grabbed my hand and led me out of the guest room doors and down the stairs, into the family room..where the Busted boys, Dougie, and Andrea were all sitting around with the twins. Not two seconds later, Danny and Tom joined us as well. Everyone seemed to be holding beers. Was this some kind of celebration? I giggled slightly, wondering if I should grab one. I shrugged and decided against it.. I didn't care for it much. Harry took a seat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. I smiled and took the seat, comfortably. Harry introduced me formally to the Busted boys...who after seeing on stage I thought were dreamy. I smiled and shook hands with all of them... James, Charlie, and Matt.
Danny fiddled with the stereo system and put on a mix of Beatles, Beach boys, Bruce, and The Who, as well as some other classic oldies. Brown Eyed Girl came on and James stood up and started interpretively dancing around the family room. We were all in hysterics when he started stripping. Right as he pulled off his shirt and threw it towards Danny and began loosening his belt, Mrs. Poynter walked in with the groceries, shrieking in surprise. I burried my nose in Harry's shoulder, trying not to laugh and practically suffocating myself in the process. The look on James's face was priceless as he jumped, startled, and ran to Danny for his shirt back, his face bright red and an "oops..sorry Mrs. P" soon following.
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