A/N: Okay, new one! Yayness! I've actually finished this one and I am currently working on the sequel. YAY ME! Here ya go. Chapter One
"The bassist of McFLY, Dougie Poynter, has disappeared. His fellow band mates awoke to discover him gone, but a note was left behind. It stated that, 'he couldn't handle the spotlight and needed to take a break for a while and that he'll be in touch soon.' The band has cancelled the rest of their tour until the bassist returns."
"Why would he do this guys?" Tom asked sitting down on the couch placing the newspaper he just read on the table.
"I don't know mate, but I think we need to find him, and soon. We can't disappoint all our fans. I bet they're all crushed because we had to cancel because Doug needed to get away." Danny said sitting in the armed chair next to the couch.
"Well, he's not at his mums. Jazzie said that they haven't seen him." Harry said walking in from outside.
Meanwhile…
Dougie landed at the Savannah International Airport. He stepped off the plane and looked around. No one was flocking to him. He smiled. He headed to the luggage area to retrieve his bags and to find his friend Connor. Connor and Dougie had been mates since they met while filming Just My Luck. He found a payphone and stuck a quarter in the slot.
"Hello?" Connor asked.
"Hey man, I'm here. Where are you?"
"I'm in the food court at the game room. Kat and I were playing some games waiting on you to arrive." Connor stated.
"Alright, I'll be there in a sec." Dougie said hanging up the phone.
He headed toward the food court. When he reached the arcade he spotted Connor and his sister Kat playing air hockey. He left his bags outside the door and walked inside.
"Hey Connor." He said walking up to him and shaking his hand.
"Doug…how's it going?"
"Not so great. I had to get away from everything in London. I need a break from the spotlight for a while." Dougie stated as they headed out of the game room.
"Aren't you guys on tour though? I mean seriously, if you guys were touring over here, which you never do, I would be highly upset if you had to cancel because one of you ran away." Kat said grabbing Dougie's suitcase.
Dougie looked at Connor, "Well then, she's still a fan, eh?"
They laughed.
"Hell yes I'm still a fan. And you and your damn band mates need to get your asses over here and tour damnit!" she said giving Dougie a side hug.
"I'll talk to the guys when I go back, deal?"
"Deal."
They all headed to the parking lot. Connor threw the luggage into the bed of his truck and they headed toward home in South Carolina. They arrived about thirty minutes later to the house. They unloaded Dougie's luggage and headed up the back porch. Unlocking the door, Connor allowed Kat and Dougie to inter the house first. Kat showed him to his room, the extra bedroom across from hers.
"There are hangers in the closet and all the drawers are empty. I'll leave you to unpack." Kat said closing the door.
"I'm sorry about your boyfriend Kat." Dougie said as the door shut.
Kat sat outside the door for a moment thinking about what he just said. How did he know about Aiden? Her brother probably told him. She headed to her bedroom and shut the door. She lay in her bed and covered up with her black duvet. She placed her iPod buds in her ear and began listening to Whoa Oh! By Forever the Sickest Kids. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." she said taking her headphones off and placing the iPod on the bedside table. Dougie walked into the room.
"Hi." He said sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Sup?" she said sitting up.
"How are you? You know, since the whole Aiden thing happened?" he asked.
"What the fuck, how did you know? Let me guess, Connor right?" she asked covering up again.
He threw the covers off and said, "Yes, Connor. He only told me because he was worried about you. He said that you haven't eaten or even left your room until today, when he made you."
"I know I'm pathetic, but when you find out that your boyfriend has been cheating on you for three months with your best friend, it's kind of hard to get over it."
"True. But I bet I can get you over him." Dougie said before leaning in and…..
-Kat's POV-
"Kat!" Connor yelled from the kitchen.
I sat up.
"What the hell was that?" I asked myself cutting off my iPod and putting it on the table next to my bed.
"What?" I yelled walking toward the kitchen.
"Dinners ready, get Dougie." He said pointing toward the other end of the house.
"You could have yelled that when I was back there dammit!" I said walking back toward Dougie's room.
I knocked on the door.
No answer.
I knocked again. Then I decided just to walk in. He was asleep on the bed, in nothing but his boxers.
"Damn." I walked over to his side and leaned over him.
"Dougie!" I yelled.
He jumped.
"What the fuck?" he asked.
"Dinners ready." I said walking out of the room.
I was laughing when I reached the kitchen and Connor looked at me weird. I shook my head and sat down at the table. Dougie showed up a few minutes later dressed. He took his seat across from me and we began to eat.
"So, have you called the guys yet?" I asked taking a bite out of my roll.
"Not yet, but I'll do that tomorrow. It's too late to call now. It's one in the morning." He said peeling the skin off of his piece of chicken.
"Oh."
We finished our dinner and Dougie and I took the plates to the kitchen. I washed and he dried. We finished the dishes, placed them in the cabinets, and headed to the den to watch some television. Two hours later, Connor went to his room, leaving Dougie and I watching TV. I grabbed the remote and flipped it to FUSE, my favourite music channel.
"Hell yes,loaded with Against Me. They're my band, yo." I said turning the volume up as 'Thrash Unreal' began to play.
"How old are you? And you're listening to this?" Dougie said laughing.
"I'm 17, and I have good taste in music thank you! I like a lot of cool bands. I like Blink, Zeppelin, Story of the Year, Mayday Parade, MCR, a lot of bands."
"Really?"
"Yes, I even like McFLY, Busted, Son of Dork, Fightstar, and Elliot Minor. So don't fuck with me." I said all serious.
"Alrighty then…I'll leave it at that." He said laughing.
I chunked a pillow at his head. I turned my attention back at the TV to watch the rest of the show. The show ended and I headed to my room to prepare for bed. I grabbed my dad's old Beatles shirt and a pair of shorts and headed to the bathroom. I showered quickly and dressed. I brushed my teeth and went back to my room to go to sleep. I shut off the light, climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep.
