Title: Diving Into You
Rating: um,PG-13?
Pairing: DannyxDougie. Pones. PoynterJones. however you say it.
Point of view: Dougie's. I'll tell you if it switches.
Summary: Dougie's a new kid,Danny is naturally a friendly person. What will happen?
Disclaimer: I DO in fact own Danny and Dougie, also Tom. Not Harry,lol. I keep the 3 members of McFLY under my bed3 I own Alicia,XD She's my best friend,but I own her in this case 8D.
Author's notes: my first slash with no mansex,lol 2nd McFly slash ever.

dedicated to Alicia,for letting me use her. Anything to get yer man,right? lmao i love you,he/she.

CHAPTER ONE

I woke up with a jolt,my alarm clock scared me half to death. I am new in this school system,since my family just moved here yesterday. I'm used to sleeping in til noon. This morning,I had to wake up at 7:30 am for school. Ugh. I pulled on some old jeans and a blue t-shirt. I ran downstairs and hurriedly ate some toast. My new school is about fifteen minutes away,which meant I had to get going like,now. The schedules were mailed out to people who already lived here in London. So I had to get mine from the office.

I found my locker,put some of my books in there,then went to class. I sat down behind a boy with dark brown curly hair. He turned around and smiled at me. Wow,was he cute... He said,"Hey,I haven't seen you around here before....you new?" I nodded shyly. Just then,the bell rang. Sounds kinda cliche,huh? Saved by the bell. The teacher walked in. She wrote her name on the board. Ms. Norman. She calls people by their full names,no nicknames. During attendance,she called the boy in front of me Daniel Jones. I smiled to myself. This saved us the trouble of awkward introductions. She called my name,finally. "Douglas Poynter?" I raised my hand and quietly said,"Here." I then saw the boy pick up a sheet of paper and a pen and write something. Thirty seconds later,I recieved a note on my desk. I opened it carefully,this teacher looks strict.

hi.I hate the name Daniel.

Call me Danny or Dan,haha.

lol,Poynter,sounds kinda sexual,lmao....

j/k. Better than Jones. What should I call you,Douglas?

Jones x

I snickered softly.

Hey Danny. haha,yeah,I get that a lot,XD Poynter...

I would rather my last name be Jones...but ok....

I blushed,thinking about how that sounded,then kept writing.

You can call me Dougie. Oh,and I've been called Dougs before,too.

Nice to meet you.

Dougie x

I folded the note and tapped Danny on the shoulder and handed it to him.

He turned around and smiled again. I spent the rest of the day thinking about him and that wonderful smile of his. Oh,and his eyes......*sigh* I still thought about him even in my band class,I was messing up my bass part a lot.

I hurried home. I needed to think. The only relationship with a guy I had ever had--screw it,the ONLY relationship I had ever had was with Dave..ugh. I shudder at the thought of that douche-bag...Dave abused me. Physically,and mentally. Why am I even considering this? Just because I fancy him,doesn't mean he fancies me back. And who's to say that he's not straight?

I tried to dismiss all thoughts of Danny.

I had only heard him speak one short sentence......did I detect an accent? Oh god,Dougie,SHUT UP ALREADY! I got on my laptop and surfed youtube to pass my time. Eventually,my mum shouted up to me to run up to the park and get Jazzie. I got up off my bed and ran outside. There was a park just down the street.

I scanned the park,but couldn't find my sister. I soon found her,laying in the grass, looking up at the sky. She was by three guys about my age. They were playing footy,I think. My sister saw me. "Oi,Dougie! I see you watching them! Which one do you prefer?" I regret ever telling my sister that I was gay. Well,I didn't tell her exactly....

She walked into my room one day when my hand was down my pants and a magazine was open to a picture of Lance ! Don't judge,I was having an N-Sync obsession. I told Jazzie not to tell,or else I'd tell all her friends how she wet the bed til she was 11. Needless to say,both secrets are very well kept. The downside of this is that she now feels comfortable engaging in conversation about boys with me. "I don;t know,Jazz,let's go home now,ok?" From a couple feet away,I heard a manly voice yell,"DUCK!" I ducked. And rolled. One of the boys came up to me. "Are you ok?" I looked up. "Danny?" He smiled. "Oh my god,Dougie!?" I smiled. He helped me up. Jazzie already went home. "I have to go now,dinner,y'know?" He smiled.

I started walking. I turned around,he was following me! I knew which house I lived in,but he was stalking me,so I went up to the next house and tried to open the gate. That was a failure. Danny laughed,"That's not your house,mate." I was surprised. "How did you know?" He walked closer to me. He whispered in my ear,"Because it's mine." His accent seemed Irish. "Dan,you're not from here,I can tell." He laughed. "Haha,you noticed. Bolton. North Manchester." He brushed his hair out of his eye."Where you ?"

"Corringham,Essex." I started walking toward my house. "See ya tomorrow,Danny!" He walked into his own house. Oh,did I forget to mention that Danny and his two friends were playing footy SHIRTLESS....I was blushing so deep,I hope Danny didn't notice.