QOTC: Have you ever been to a McFly show?
AOTC: no :'(
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New Year's Day, 2005
The next Day was the boys New Year's party. I knew they weren't supposed to have parties, but they said that not many people were coming, so I let it slide. I told them it was pointless to have a New Year's party, since it's the first of January, but they insisted. They said that they were just going to pretend it wasn't. Whatever.
So I showed up at the band house at 8:00. It was already late, so the walk wasn't great, and I figured the walk home wasn't going to be better.
When I arrived, The house was packed. I sighed and made my way in.
I made a beeline for the kitchen. I wasn't one for under-age drinking, but this was going to be a long night, and if the boys were breaking rules, I could to. I made some sort of concoction of alcohol.
I walked through the babe wave and instantly saw Harry dancing on the coffee table, with a red cup in his hand.
"Harry?" I yelled over the blaring music. Harry opened his eyes and smiled.
"Lilly!" Harry exclaimed, jumping off the coffee table. "How are you?"
"You said this was going to be a small gathering!" I yelled, mostly because of the music and people.
"This is a small party! You should've seen the ones in prep school!" He shouts.
"Harry!"
"Alright, I'm sorry. You're not going to bust us, are you?"
"Of course not." I say.
"Great!" Harry says. "Look for Tom. He wants you to meet Busted."
"Who?" I ask, but before I know it, Harry's back on the coffee table dancing.
It took me a while, but I finally found Tom upstairs.
"Lilly!" He says.
"Tom!" I reply in the same tone.
"Come on, I want you to meet our friends." He says, ushering me back downstairs.
Eventually, Tom and I come across three boys.
"Lilly, this is James, Matt and Charlie. They're in Busted." He says. Ohhh, Busted! So the stories were real.
"Hi." I say to them.
"I'm Matt." The boy with jet black hair says.
"Charlie." The tallest one with blonde hair and massive black eyebrows says.
"I'm James, and may I say, you look lovely tonight." James smiles. I look down at my outfit. Jeans, a white shirt and converse. James was the shortest of the three, but still tall. He had blonde hair with one black streak in the front. Interesting...
"Uhh...thanks." I say.
"Lilly's our manager." Tom says.
"That's cool!" James exclaims. "Well, you've probably heard of Busted...we're kind of a big thing. We wrote Year 3000 "
"And Air Hostess." Charlie adds.
"Oh yeah!" I say."You're songs...they're...really good!" I smile.
Well, I shouldn't have said that. For the next hour, James followed me around like a lost puppy, asking me questions, and telling me about himself. I tried to shake him, but I couldn't.
"I think we've got a lot in common." He smiles. I chuckle awkwardly.
"I've gotta go to the toilet. I'll be right back." I say, putting my drink down and walking upstairs. Just before I can make it to the toilet, Danny stepped in front of me.
"Lilly!" He smiles.
"Oh...Danny. Hi." I say.
"How are you liking the party?" He asks.
"I am." I sigh.
"Yeah." Danny laughs. "Tom told me James and you are getting on really well."
"Uhh...yeah. But, hey, Danny, I've gotta use the toilet." I say.
"Oh, no! Tom, Dougie, Harry and I are about to talk to everyone! You have to stay to see it."
"Danny, I'll be-"
"Please?" He asks. I sigh.
"Okay." I reply. Danny takes my wrist and leads me downstairs through the babe wave to the living room. I just hope I don't run into James.
Tom, Harry and Danny stand on the coffee table, and I see all three members of Busted across the way. I quickly make my way hiding behind the TV a bit.
"Everyone! Everyone, listen up!" Tom says. Everyone silences.
"Uhh, well we don't know where Dougie is, but we hope you guys are liking this New Year's party. We know it's a day late, but to....Uhhh what's the word?" Harry asks.
"Simulate?" Tom asks.
"Yes! Simulate!" Harry says. "To simulate the feeling of it being New Years, we're going to countdown to midnight!"
"So find your New Year's kiss everyone!" Danny says. I quickly and quietly leave the living room before James finds me again and tries to make me his New Year's kiss. I head upstairs. Maybe I can hide out somewhere.
I can't stay in the bathroom forever, because someone's going to need it. I won't make it up to the attic to hide in Tom's room, and Danny's room is probably too messy. I'll get lost. Harry might get mad at me if I hide in his room.
Dougie's room...that'll work.
I quickly make my way to Dougie's room and close the door and lock it behind me. I sigh, and turn around only to see Dougie sitting on the floor with a drink. He raises his eyebrows at me and I jump, startled.
"Oh, you scared me." I say to him.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Hiding." I say. "Can I hide here?"
"Be my guest." He says, motioning to the floor across from him. I take a seat.
Dougie has a red cup filled almost to the brim with a drink. I figure it's alcohol, but I'm not going to stop Dougie. I know he's a good guy and I trust him. Plus, it would be pretty hypocritical if I stopped him.
"What are you hiding from?" He asks.
"James." I state plainly.
"James Bourne?" Dougie asks.
"I don't know. It's the one from Busted." I say. Dougie laughs.
"Is he being rude?" He asks.
"No, he's really nice, but he's following me around, and asking me questions and he's not my type." I say. Dougie laughs again.
"James can come on pretty strong. I'm surprised you didn't fancy Charlie. Most girls do." Dougie says.
"What the skyscraper with the eyebrows? No thanks." I say. Dougie cracks up.
"You're funny when you're drunk, Lilly" Dougie says.
"I'm not drunk!" I defend. I mean I was drinking, but I don't feel drunk. "Anyways, why are you up here? You've got a party out there." I say.
"I like parties, but not when I'm the center of attention, and I have to make announcements, and greet people...Harry's better at that. I leave that to Harry." Dougie says.
"I get it. For a superstar, you're a really down to earth guy, Dougie." I smile.
"Thanks." He smiles. "Hey you want something to drink?" He gets up and walks over to a mini fridge in the corner of the room and opens it.
"Woah!" I say following him.
"Yeah...I don't have any alcohol though." He says. I look at him and raise a brow. "Alright don't tell on me." He says and I laugh. "Want the Dougie special?"
"What's that?" I ask.
"Fizzy drink and vodka." He says, removing a small bottle of vodka from the back of the fridge.
"Sure." I say. Dougie makes the drink in a red cup in about a minute and hands it to me. I take a sip, and at the same time, Dougie takes a drink of his.
"That's good." I smile.
"Thanks." He says. I take another sip of the drink. "Oh, I almost forgot." Dougie says, as I put my drink on the mini fridge.
"Forgot what?" I ask. Dougie takes my hand and kisses it.
"Happy New Years, Lilly."
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