Bubble Wrap

All about you chapter one

Disclaimer: I do not own McFLY. Cries It's hard but they own themselves. Why?

AN: okay this is my first McFLY fanfiction. It's probably crap but please bear with me while I try to improve this. This idea came from a dream I had recently and I just couldn't leave the idea go. I'm a McFLY fan freak. I adore them. They are my everything. Please review! Thanks a million to you guys, McFLY and my friends for reading this and helping me. I would also like to dedicate this story to my 3 best friends Lisa-introduced me first to McFLY, Sarah-For understanding all my crazy creative ideas and last but not least Deirdre who always reads my storys and never gives out to me because of my scary obsessions.:-)

Harry Judd is my brother. Yeah most people know my brother as the drummer from pop-rock band McFLY right. Well this story starts before McFLY were famous, before they went touring with Busted. This takes places when they were trying to write their first song.

This story also evolves me and my three best friends, Sarah Louise quite mad and sound, Lisa Marie funny stupid and kind and Deirdre Ann smart music mad and extremely intelligent.

Your probably wondering who I am well I'm Christine Judd, Harry's adopted sister. I'm 17 soon to be 18 totally abnormal teenager. I hate dance music, hate fake girls who think getting totally wasted is fun. I like to read, I like to play guitar, piano and drums (you never guess who I learned that from) I'm a complete physco- not in a bad way; I'm just off my head. I've never been kissed; actually I've never been looked as more than a friend to lads. I'm pretty invisible. I'm known as a geek. Some even think I'm emo. But my answer to this is why should I label myself? I'm who I want to be.

When I first came live with my new English family I felt totally lonely. I missed my parents but they were gone. I lost my parents to a car crash in my native county Cork in Ireland. It's where I grew up and know it was thousands of miles away to me. I was a small fish in big water until my family saved me. Harry is the first one to except me except my new parents. He was always kind to me. To me he is my brother. This is why when they called me the 'adopted weirdo' I got really upset, but Harry was always there to pick me up when I fell. All he used say was "Just tell yourself, I'll, I'll be okay." He has the best wisdom.

But that's enough about me let's get on with the story. It all started in the summer of 2003.

What an eventful summer. It's when Harry found out that he was in a band and it's when I met my three new best friends. I still remember the day. It was relativity hot summers day for England and it was when I was in London with Harry. We were staying in my Aunt Catherine's place and I was making pasta when I heard a load of shouting, I ran out to the hall but on my way I tripped and the next thing I was in these strangers' arms. The stranger had hazel brown eyes and his natural blond hair. He was beautiful. Then the stranger spoke or more like sang.

"Hi I'm Tom. I'm in the band with your brother Harry. Are you ok?"

"Eh yeah." I finally croaked. I was so memorised with his voice.

"Here let me help you up." I heard from another stranger. This stranger was different to Tom. He had brown straight hair and I could tell from his accent he was from the north. Maybe Bolton if I was right.

"Thanks that would be great." I replied shyly.

"Ah you're grand. I must say you look nothing like your brother." Before I could reply or show any emotion he got a dig into the ribs by Dougie who was my brother's mate for ages. He was always there. From the day I arrived to the Judd household. I dunno would he ever leave. My thoughts were interrupted by a scream.

"Ouch mate what was that for?"

"You can't go around saying stupid stuff like that Danny."

"Why it's not like she's adopted is it mate?"

Next thing I knew Harry was by my side comforting me. I didn't even realise I was crying. "Actually Danny she is." Harry answered him quietly. Danny's face went bright red.

"Sorry I didn't know." I wiped my tears off my sleeve and looked at Danny and said "It's okay. How could you have known? So I take it Harry you got in the band."

Harry smiled "Yeah Chrissie I got in."

"That's great congratulations." I gave him a hug but I was interrupted by Doug coughing.

"What's wrong dude?"

"Where's my congratulations little dudette?"

"Here you go." I replied while hugging Doug.

"Eh can I ask something?" I heard Danny ask in his thick northern accent. Doug looked up.

"What is it Danny?"

"Why do you call her little dudette?"

"Her has a name." I interrupted.

Harry just laughed and went to the phone to ring Aunt Catherine I presume.

"Sorry. Eh what is your name actually?"

"Christine but Harry calls me Chrissie, you can call me either. Oh and Doug has a whole list of names for me."

"Yeah that is right Chris."

"You see." I laughed, "Come on into the kitchen, the pasta bake should be nearly ready. I made it cause I thought ye might be hungry. Are ye?" All I heard was a resounding yes.

From there on in the boys made it tradition to come to our place after practice for my cooking after they decided that I was the best cook ever. They were liars, you could slap them up a burger king whopper and they would be happy. They didn't know what fine cuisine was.