"Hell yeah!" I replied with a chuckle. "Now what're we doing today?" I questioned, plopping onto the sofa next to Danny.
"We are practising for the final." Danny stated, standing up and pulling me with him, only I collided with his chest. Our eyes met and we both froze as if in a trance. I was getting a strange feeling of de ja vu. What happened last night? Someone cleard their throat behind us breaking us apart. Mark.
"It's time to go rehears." Boldie informed us and I sighed before they all left....apart from Glen.
"You really wanna knoe what happened, don't you, Dalin?" Glen asked and I nodded. The man put his arms around me, pulling me into a soft hug. "Don't worry you worry child." I burts out laughing, burrying my head into his chest.
"And they say Mark's the funny one." I mumbled with a grin and we walked out to the car.
"We're catching the train to London." I was told by Dan , who I was sat next to. I nodded. It didn't seem like it took long with the guys messing around the whole time.
"Oh do me a favour guys, don't get drunk the night of the final." I pleaded, I really wanted Andrea to win. The three men agreed.
Afew days later and it was the day of the final. I was sat with Andrea in her dressing room, giving her a few tips.
"So you and Danny have known each other, how long?" She asked.
"Almost ninteen years, since I was born." I told her for the thousandth time.
"The necklace you wear....was his." The woman stated and I nodded with a chuckle.
"He gave it to me the day that we were leaving Ireland." I replied, thinking back to that day, it had been so long. "So how do you feel about going on stage?" I asked and Andrea gave me a nervous look.
"I'm terrified. I really want to win but what if I mess up?" She answered.
"You'll be fine and you get to perform with the guys." I reminded her and it was that moment that Danny decided to join us.
"Hey girls. What you talkin about?" He greeted with a smirk in my direction.
"Girl stuff." I answered with a chuckle as I tried to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach from Danny's smirk.
"I can act like a girl too, so tell me....Everything!" Dan pleaded in his 'girl' voice. I thought about it for a minute.
"Well you see, I'm just wondering how many tampons and-"
"Okay, okay, I'm going!" Danny yelled and ran screaming from the room. Andrea and I burst out laughing.
"Well that worked." I said trying to stop laughing.
"Hey, what's up with Danny?" Glen asked from the door making Andrea and I laugh even harder for five minutes. As soon as we stopped, Glen sneezed and I burst out laughing again. I heard footsteps running to the room as I laughed.
"Umm...What happened?" Jess asked and I felt her look at me as I continued my laughing fit.
"I haven't a clue." Glen replied and I heard heels coming toward me after some whispering between Danny and Jess.
"Okay I;m sorry to have to do thia, Lacey. But Dan says it's the only thing that works." Jess apologized before I felt a stinging on my cheep. I immediately stopped laughin.
"Thanks, Jess." I breathed while rubbing my stomach,. "That hurt." I mumbled, referring to my laughin fit.
"You used to do that all the time as a kid when Mark would help babysit you." Dan commented and I chuckled at the memories. My chuckle earned weary glances from everyone, they thought that I was going to have another laughing fit. Then it was time for the judges and contestants to go. I was left with Glen and Mark.
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Can't be Moved - A The Script Story - Danny O'Donoghue Story
Fanfiction18 year old Lacy had everything-a great voice, friends amazing boyfriend and loving family. That is until her favorite band The Script came to her school, and tragedy strikes. Will she be able to keep it together and live her dream??
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