Authors Note: Hello Everyone! Sorry I have taken so long to add a new story (I have warned you time and time again)! I have had this story sitting around gathering dust for a while now and I finally sent it off to get beta'd by an AMAZINGLY GOOD friend of mine ZukieDude :)

Some background history on this... I'm a Gleek, I love the songs that they cover and I was listening to this out in Spain and it popped into my head, and you all know what my imagination is like, e.g. Morning Dew, The After Party... Yeah! And I loved their cover of Teenage Dream, well Darren's cover (swoons)

FanFiction does let me do the 'at' sign so that is why I have put them in bold!

Enjoy!

Title: Teenage Dream
Rating: T
Pairing: Pudd
Disclaimer: I own the iPod/Computer that I write this out on, the pad that I wrote some of this out on and myself (well I hope I do) and I own the things that I have brought directly from McFly/Glee, like CDs and DVDs.
I do however NOT own the boys themselves (WHAT. A. SHAME!)
But obviously I own the idea and my brain… I hope!

Summary: The morning after a drunken night in can lead to many things. Some being a trashed house, stolen clothes and love.

'RadicalDaniel; dougiemcfly mcflyharry you two should so sing Teenage Dream a la DarrenCriss style :)'

Dougie nearly skimmed it, then paused and hovered the mouse over reply. It was a good idea, actually, and the dude had taken the time to write a smiley face; he deserved recognition.

'RadicalDaniel I'll talk to Tom, he'll jump at a chance to sing a song about sex.'

Smiling at his oh- so- witty joke, and feeling quite the Good Samaritan, Dougie clicked 'send' and closed down the Twitter app on his iPhone. Stretching, he half- fell off his bed, picking up the closest shirt he could find- the same one he had discarded last night some way in to Harry's impromptu 'get- together', in fact- and slipped it over his head. Who needed clean clothes? Recycling saves trees, and all that.

As he yanked open the curtains, a beam of light slithered through the window to bounce off of a photo frame. Dougie wandered over and picked it up, smiling softly at the face shining back at him.
The photo had been snapped by Dougie himself (Tom's position as 'band photographer' had been taken from him for the one occasion). Harry had dragged the other three to Disneyland Florida as a short holiday from their recording studio in America. The album they'd been working on at the time- Above The Noise- had been only half finished, but Harry was sick of the cramped in space, and Dougie had followed willingly enough.

It was the smell. Harry smelt of coffee and Dove soap and aftershave and Harry, and it drove Dougie absolutely mental while calming him down at the same time. The smell was the reason all of Harry's 'lost' items of clothing were actually stored under Dougie's bed where he was staying at Tom and Gi's.

Dougie could remember the trip as if it were only yesterday. The steady stream of conversation Harry had kept running while they bounded through the various attractions- Animal Kingdom, the rollercoasters, the candyfloss stalls, and finally the aquarium. Their 'sneaky' escape from the overexcited Tom and Danny in an attempt to appear mature, only to end up giggling and squealing madly at everything they saw themselves. Harry's amazed laughter at the schools of fish had posed a perfect snapshot, so Dougie had taken the chance and snuck a photo.

Harry didn't know it was next to Dougie's bed; in fact, he didn't know it had been taken in the first place, let alone printed. And he certainly couldn't have guessed what a calming effect the photo had on Dougie, who used it as something of a security blanket (without the hugging).

Dougie placed the photo back on the cabinet and bounded out of his room and down the stairs, singing under his breath as he prepared himself a hot chocolate. Soon after, Tom and Giovanna entered hand in hand, as was their usual fashion. Dougie nodded his head at the fresh pot of coffee and Tom smiled.

"Cheers, Dougs."

"Sure thing, Fletcher... comes at a price, though."

Tom frowned, but his eyes danced with amusement. "Oh, yeah? What price?"

"We make a fan happy and sing an acapella version of 'Teenage Dream' in the style of that dumb show you love... you know, Smug."

"It's Glee, Dougie."

"Sure it is."

Giovanna giggled and poked Tom. "Do it. He seems... enthusiastic enough."

"Why is that?" Tom said, cocking his head to the side as he stirred his coffee slowly.

"Because it would sound fabulous."

Tom chuckled. "Fine."

"You're the best dork ever!" Dougie flung his arms around Tom's neck, and then Giovanna's for good measure, then bounced off to get ready for the day.

Can you do the usual and Review please... It does make me happy you know! Love you all! Xxxxxxxx